The Beloved Imperial Consort

Your Highness, this concubine regrets it. After the kiss, Mu Xiyao lay in Zong Zhenglin's arms, holding his crown belt with her small hands, with a displeased expression on her face.

It's too late to regret now. At this time, the pain was severe, and I knew how to write regret. The little thing didn't listen to the teachings, and he suffered for life.

His Highness the Sixth Prince thought that Mu Xiyao had been taught a lesson, but he didn't want the woman to speak harshly next time.

To deal with Zong Zhengying, there is no need to be gentle. I should have whipped her severely long ago. Mu Xiyao waved her fist, looking at Zong Zhenglin, still unable to understand her hatred.

But it's not too late. The next time we meet, I will find a way to tie her up to vent my anger. It's too irritating! After causing her pain, she had to hide her shame for at least half a month. After this trip, no matter how good my temper was, it was gone.

Too annoying? Zong Zhenglin narrowed his eyes slightly, holding this in his arms, he was full of emotions for a while.

No matter how angry he was, he had already experienced it, and Zong Zhengying...so she looked for an opportunity to make Mu Xiyao go. After that woman, it is better to send her away and never return to Shengjing.

Mu Xiyao fell down in front of Zong Zhenglin this time, and touched the scale that His Highness the Sixth Prince must never touch. People who have always been protective of their shortcomings cannot tolerate Zong Zhengying's continued peaceful life. As for Emperor Yuan Cheng's confession of close relatives by blood, Zong Zhenglin never had this idea from the beginning to the end.

Will Jiang Yang stay in the palace, or return home earlier?

It's better to go back to my concubine's garden.

Furthermore, His Highness keeps his word in the Prince's Mansion, so I can live in peace.

Zong Zhenglin caressed the side of her face, and kissed her lightly through the wrapped cotton cloth.

Anyway, the palace is always inconvenient. With scars, it is inevitable to be gossiped about. What an arrogant person Mu Xiyao is, there is no need to be criticized by others. After returning to the mansion, as she said, everything is up to him. Just take care of her more.

Since it was scheduled to return to the Prince's Mansion tomorrow morning, Zong Zhenglin went to talk to Concubine Shu. Only Dan Ruoyuan's own people were left to wait in the room, and Mu Xiyao waited for his back to disappear, and the smile on her face also faded.

It was necessary to make Zong Zhenglin's heart ache, but not to bore him. To deal with men, you need to use just the right amount of effort.

Zong Zhenglin didn't like the weeping woman, so she smiled heartlessly for him. Clinging to the cotton gauze and smiling, the more contrasting it is, the more pity Zong Zhenglin will feel for her. Those in the mansion who were ready to watch a joke and take advantage of it, who dared to provoke her in Danruoyuan without opening their eyes, told them to take a look, even if she was abolished, she was still thorny.

Why, why don't you say it? Your master, I raised you... Mu Xiyao cleared her throat in embarrassment, and almost slipped out more than ten years. Such a heartless statement made her feel ashamed to admit that someone who has only worn it for a few years, so she had to temporarily change her tone, It's been many years. In the end, you treat His Highness the Sixth Highness as your master and only listen to your Highness?

Zong Zhenglin was too powerful, it was not easy to overwhelm him. Mu Xiyao pretended to lower her face, and waited for the person in front of her who avoided her eyes to confess honestly.

Master, didn't your Highness say that, the imperial doctor said that the scab will heal in a few days, and it will be fine. Hui Lan stumbled, and managed to utter a sentence with a stiff face.

After the scab has formed, how long can this matter be hidden? The medical book that was shown to you two when you were still in the Mu Mansion, why, now you have completely forgotten it?

Hui Lan's face was pale, and even Mo Lan dared not speak out.

He actually forgot that the master knows medicine. His Highness warned repeatedly not to mention the matter of falling scars, and never thought that the master would see through it in advance.

The imperial doctor said how long will it take to pick this cotton gauze? Mu Xiyao hated the cloth that looked like a dog skin plaster.

It will take four or five days at the shortest. Being stared at by Mu Xiyao, Hui Lan couldn't bear it and finally made a move.

The imperial doctor said four or five days, but according to her physical condition, only two or three days would be enough.

Fortunately, he had taken many elixirs earlier, and was assisted by health sutras, but the scars were only shallow, nothing to be afraid of. But this incident also taught her a lesson, no matter how effective the jade pendant is, it can't stop her from courting death. It's better to be more cautious after that.

What are you doing with such a bitter face? Your master is very nice. Go and find some beautiful silk silk to make two or three scarves to wear. The fabric is lighter and embroidered with dark patterns. No tacky patterns, no matter what color, Red ones are fine too.

Early the next morning, when Zong Zhenglin came to pick her up, looking at Mu Xiyao like this, he couldn't help showing strange looks.

The little woman leaned on the soft sedan chair, her whole body was wrapped in a crimson cloak, only her head was exposed, and a snow-white fox fur was wrapped around her neck. The most eye-catching, the same color gauze on the face makes the skin white and moist, and the eyes are black and shiny. Rarely has the eyeliner hooked, the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, and the charm is tinged with coldness.

This woman...does she need to dress up so attractively when she returns to the Prince's Mansion? Zong Zhenglin narrowed his eyes.

Who is talking too much? I didn't want her to think too much, I planned to hide it for a while. Last night, the secret guards were sent to search everywhere, and the elixir is single, regardless of the amount of money, if it is useful, it will be found for her.

Your Highness, there is no need to be angry. I have read medical books myself, the wound hurts so much, how could I not know the severity.

Seeing that she didn't seem to be reluctant, Zong Zhenglin still greeted her with a smile, leaned over and hugged her into the sedan chair, and didn't let anyone leave her arms until she sat down.

Don't force yourself to smile, if you feel uncomfortable, how about I accompany you? After stroking her hair, Zong Zhenglin wrapped his arms around Mu Xiyao's waist and tightened slightly.

Mu Xiyao's charming smile became soothing, and her eyes were surprisingly bright.

Your Highness, this concubine is not afraid. With a good card in hand, she need not worry. No matter how bad it is, the big boss will be the finale, and you won't lose any money.

Jiaojiao is so open-minded, does she trust herself, or does she trust this hall? Zong Zhenglin leaned over and looked into her eyes, and it was the first time he mentioned whether they trust each other or not.

Mu Xiyao's eyelashes fluttered, half serious and half joking, Your Highness thinks, how about three or seven? As for who is three and who is seven, I believe Zong Zhenglin will not make a mistake.

An unfamiliar white-eyed wolf. Zong Zhenglin's face was dark, and she smiled happily.

Three points... far from what he expected. Fortunately, the woman in his arms is still safe, as long as someone is tied by his side, one day she will give her wholeheartedly.

Being embraced by Zong Zhenglin, Mu Xiyao suddenly remembered something.

Your Highness, if the woman next to you bullies the concubine's head and is punished by the concubine, don't feel bad about it. You are busy with work, and your energy is limited. You are already full of concubines. If you don't want to tire yourself, it will be in vain. Make my concubine worry.

Mu Xiyao spoke beautifully, but her meaning was unreasonable and domineering.

Zong Zhenglin smiled with phoenix eyes, lifted her face scarf, and bit Mu Xiyao's clever mouth slowly.

If you have time to talk nonsense, it's better to serve you well and please the hall.

With a concubine to accompany you, when is your highness unhappy?

Zong Zhenglin slapped her small buttocks, finally calming down the noisy woman, so that she didn't dare to talk poorly again.

Outside the gate of the Sixth Prince's Mansion, Helian Minmin and a group of female relatives were waiting for His Highness to return to the mansion early. By the way, he also vented his anger in front of that woman.

I think she will be very depressed and ashamed to see people later. The people present today are all well-dressed, with exquisite eyebrows and bright clothes. When His Highness returned home, he compared them face to face, so he could see that they were good.

Su Linrou's concubine-colored smock was added to her body, and her makeup was lightly applied. She couldn't wait.

With the help of her past life memories, Wan Jingwen knew that Emperor Jian'an preferred plain and dignified attire, so she specially chose a generous and elegant double-breasted padded jacket, hoping to win his favor for a gamble.

The few concubines nearby, although lucky, were much weaker after all, not as good as the few high-ranking concubines.

Tian Fushan waited at the side and stayed away, not knowing what to say to His Highness and these women.

These few people's thoughts are clear at a glance, but it's a pity that they don't have that blessing. Last night, His Highness rushed to send a letter to Yue Lai Tower, and only a few confidants knew the news. A prince and concubine should not be loved by His Royal Highness, so she was naturally kept in the dark. If the news had been obtained earlier, it would not have been known at a glance today, and it would be extremely difficult to get a good scene.

He still honestly walked around in front of Master Yao a few more times, showed more courtesy when he had nothing to do, and his attitude must not be any colder than before, and he was suspected of having a different heart.

Just pointing at His Highness holding on to Dan Ruoyuan so tightly, it is worth a fight for him. Don't they all say that love is especially rare in times of adversity? Master Yao is such a transparent person, he should be the master of rewards and punishments.

Woo-- Ye Kai stopped the sedan chair firmly, greeted Tian Fushan eye to eye, placed the stool, and waited by the side in an orderly manner.

Everyone had been looking forward to not seeing His Highness the Sixth Highness for a long time. Just as they were puzzled, they heard a man's indifferent order from the carriage, Ye Kai, open the curtain.

Ye Kai was stunned and took a moment to come back to his senses and accept the order. He raised the curtain respectfully, with a little puzzlement in his drooping eyes.

His Highness has never called anyone to wait on his chariot before, why is it so uncharacteristic today?

Those who asked the same question were Zongzhenglin's close guard Zhen, and the chief steward Tian Fushan who was a little further away. These people waited in the house and were very familiar with the habits of His Highness the Sixth Highness. It is really rare to change suddenly now.

It wasn't until the handsome man stepped forward that everyone suddenly understood, but everyone was different about what was going on in their hearts.

Mu Xiyao obediently put her arms around the neck of His Highness the Sixth Highness, being protected by Zong Zhenglin as if she was flamboyant. The two are very close, not at all alienated.

Most strikingly, that woman only showed a pair of fox eyes, which were also soul-stirring, half-opened and half-closed, glamorous and haughty, where was the slightest bit of despair?

The corners of Tian Fushan's mouth twitched. Compared with the women in His Highness's backyard, this master is always domineering. With such a serious injury, I don't forget that playing is a shock. Master Yao's style is truly remarkable. Just clinging firmly to His Highness, no matter how much other people think about it, it will be in vain.

Zong Zhenglin hugged Mu Xiyao and stepped out of the sedan chair, his eyes only glanced at the colorful women at the door, seeing all of them stunned, saluting in a hurry, the rules were also out of order.

Helian, why are you waiting outside the door? Zong Zhenglin was most annoyed by being disturbed by irrelevant women. Now that Hula is standing in front of him, he naturally has a worried face.

He Lian Minmin's lips trembled slightly. Seeing Mu Xiyao lying in Zong Zhenglin's arms, she raised her hand to cover her mouth and yawned leisurely, and blinked her eyes shyly at her. She was so angry that her eyes turned black, almost Hold your breath.

Bring shame on yourself! Helian Minmin finally understood what a stupid thing he did today.

Originally, she wanted to make Mu Xiyao feel ashamed, so inferior that she was ashamed to see others. It is now known that Zong Zhenglin has not neglected that woman for a day, and even if she has nothing, she can always be arrogant and trample the women in the backyard under her feet, dismissing her.