The Beloved Imperial Consort - Chapter 339

Finally entered Moganling resident, Wan Jingwen and Zhang each draped a wide cloak, covered in a tight body. Stepping out of the small sedan, I saw the bright yellow prince camp, and my heart was excited.

"The two are waiting for you." Ye Kai saw her and the two came together. According to their duties, they stopped people outside the door to travel first.

After receiving the answer from His Highness, he was respectfully retired to the side, waiting for her to enter the camp, put down the curtain, and hurriedly gave the guard behind him a wink. Yao’s master specially ordered to wait until the two of them entered the door, and it was not too late to give her a letter.

"I have seen my Highness."

In front of the man, he leaned on the couch, covered his blanket with his lap, and closed his throat and raised his hand. People look less thin than before, and the face looks more angular and distinct. Behind the ink, the robe was wide open, and the white lining in the middle of the moon saw Zhang’s unpredictable deflection. And Wan Jingwen, but it is a look of sorrow, staying in his chest and remembering all the clothes of this man in the past life, are all clean and white, if it is stained, he does not touch. Once upon a time, she also leaned on his chest and was favored by him for months...

Unexpectedly, he reached out and tried to pull the clothes for him like a past life. He was scared to see her unruly movements, and her legs were a little soft and could not stand. She is unimaginable, and she always has a good reputation like Wanshi. When she comes to her highness, she is so bold. If it was later provoked by the Highness of the Royal Highness, the sin was reduced, but even she had to be punished.

"The rule of the prince's house is that the priest is free to reach out?"

The fingertips are still one mile away, and they can touch Zong Zhenglin’s robe, but they are stunned by a woman with a soft voice behind her.

"Why, when I saw my Highness, I was in a bad spirit. When I got here, I didn’t even probe into the scorpion. What happened to His Highness?"

Turning into the eye is a woman with a white apricot and a thin cloak. Exquisite makeup, especially the eyeliner, the end of the eye is raised high, the bottom of a pair of peach eyes, high eyebrows. The eyebrows are dotted with flowers, and the forehead is adorned with vermilion stones. Half of the face covered the tulle, through the shawl, faintly visible red lips are full and round. After the brain, the hair is high-strength, and the jade fan tassel is inserted obliquely, which is in harmony with the bright and clear amber earrings on the earlobe.

The woman stepped forward and walked straight to her. When I got to the front, I didn’t say anything next to me. I only raised my brows high and took over the medicine bowl that was opened from behind the leaves. The eyes were provocative and revealed.

"His Royal Highness needs medication, and both sides are allowed to let others sideways."

Zhang’s words did not even think about it, and he stepped back to let it go. Only Wan's staring at her, the scorpion in the scorpion pressed the chill.

If Mu is a demon, and he has a sigh of enthusiasm on his body, then this woman is proud, and she can't help but want to slap her face when she sees her.

Calling her imperial prince's house and a woman with unknown origins and not doing things, let's not say that there is no such thing in Shengjing City, it is the Central Plains place, and there is no such thing as the family’s rules. . Squinting at Zhang’s unrelenting look, Wan Jingwen was so angry that she couldn’t hold her hair and told her to wake her up and recognize her identity. There is such a person standing in the same place, and she is called to be embarrassed when she is unreasonable, and her momentum is weak.

The two eyes looked at each other and stalemate for a moment. Then they listened to the woman who came in and deliberately lengthened the tone. A Yangzhou Crisp sound was not entangled with her, and she directly called Zong Zhenglin to speak.

"His Highness, the medicine is cold, but it is necessary to cool the stomach." Zhang mouth is the innuendo.

When Zhang’s face changed, he instinctively looked up at the six halls, but he saw the man who had closed his eyes and kept his eyes open, so he stared straight at the stalemate, and Feng Feng sank.

No longer licking her gloomy eyes, the left hand is holding the medicine bowl, the right hand is light and bumped, and then the person is swayed by the side, and stepping forward to Zong Zhenglin. I moved to the bench and sat down. I didn’t even ask the name of my Highness. I took the spoon and touched it on the bowl.

In front of the two people, first put the medicine bowl, then picked up the corner of the face towel, leaned over and covered the spoon and tried the hot and cold. It seemed to be satisfied with the head, and then he picked up the bowl again and will clearly print her brilliant red. The spoon of the grease was sent straight to Zong Zhenglin's lips.

"It's just hot and cold, it's time." The fingertips of the laurel-colored tannins were licked with porcelain spoons, and the tail fingers were high-pitched and looked very expensive. The light yellow syrup in the spoon swayed slightly with her movements, and the glare of the blush mark looked at Zhang's complexion. Wan Jingwen, who was pushed away by her, was forced to humiliate and only stared at Zong Zhenglin for a moment.

Silently stunned the woman with her eyes, and was amused by the dissatisfaction in her eyes. The six halls slowly reached out and only took the medicine bowl.

Wan’s condescending glance at the woman’s straight back, the eyes are full of sarcasm. This kind of competition for the trick, the past life I do not know how many women tried, can succeed, but only one or two.

Unfortunately, she did not wait for her to be too long, and the scene in front of her almost made her unable to stretch her face.

"The medicine bowl is hot." Zong Zhenglin said that the other hand held her wrist, and she was not biased. The lips were just aimed at the lip print. Just under the eyes of three women, staring at her face did not change the color. Soup medicine.

Zhang's face was white, and his fingertips pinched the slap, and he thought of the sly side that was quite cherished by her. I was only worried about it before. I really saw people, and I realized that this woman might be more proud than the rumors outside.

The eyes are full of worries, not only for Mu, but also for some future generations to worry about.

Wan Jingwen only felt that there was no sound around her, and the forehead suddenly jumped, as if there was a sting in the air, and her brain seemed to burst.

Impossible, how is it possible! This scene... This is what she hates to gnash her teeth. How can this world call her again, and more than before!

The last generation of that short-lived, was built by Jian Andi for two years, so it was so sitting in her palace, excuses for porridge, and the emperor kissed me and me. At that time, she was already a second-in-command, but she was smothered by a new product in the palace. This humiliation, in front of the slaves in the palace, Wan Jingwen was impressed and hated for a lifetime.

The past life is still relying on Zong Zhenglin but has handed a teasing. Today... This woman is clearly interested in flirting with Zong Zhenglin in front of her, and wants to give her two people who are shocked again.

Zhang elbow was touched by Zhang's elbow. Wan Jingwen regained his heart and hated it. He took a deep breath and lowered his throat. His grievances against Zong Zhenglin became more and more serious.

If he is cold and fortunate, if he is not fortunate enough to have one woman after another, he never really puts anyone in his heart. Now, how can she have a painful memory of her life!

At this moment, he was able to accept even a Northland monk. If there is no such thing as a demon girl, Zong Zhenglin will restore his nature to a woman, but when he is free, he will play around with him.