The Beloved Imperial Consort

Master. The tall, dark young man has matured a lot, with a beard on his face, and he should have a calm temperament, but now he looks a little excited.

Zhao Qing, I haven't seen you for a few years, and she looks better. Mu Xiyao waved her hand to get people up, this habit of kowtowing every now and then, after a long time, how did she pick it up again? Master, I have the rules here, did I forget? I don't like that kind of thing. Very disgusted. She is still young, and she has to scream when she sees someone, and she is so old that she is respected by others...

Hui Lan's master signaled, and hurriedly retreated with the little girl. Covering his mouth and snickering while closing the door, the master praised Zhao Qing as a tall man, and said that he looks good... This is obviously a polite remark when he praises the girl at home.

Ben was still secretly excited, but Zhao Qing was stunned when he heard the master's praise. It's like going back to the time in the past, following the master's side in the middle of the night, many orders are extremely out of tune, words are second to none, actions are really unexpected, very secretive.

I thought that after a few years, the master is also a few years older, and the sons under his knees have a pair, so he should be much more calm and demure. Unexpectedly, as soon as we met... Zhao Qing suddenly had a bad premonition. Could it be that this time when he was ordered to meet, it was another errand that His Highness the Sixth Highness would not like to see?

This matter is of great importance, even Your Highness cannot reveal a single word! Mu Xiyao put down the stove, took out a letter from the case, pressed it with one finger, and slowly pushed it towards him.

really! Zhao Qing tried his best to keep his expression steady, took it respectfully, and carefully remembered the master's order in his heart.

Since I met this person, even if I knew that I would annoy His Highness, I had to do my job honestly. Others don't know this ability, but Zhao Qing's heart is clear. What's more, when the master didn't enter the mansion, His Highness didn't see anyone to clean up. At this moment, I'm afraid it's even more difficult to do it.

After sending Zhao Qing out, Mu Xiyao glanced at Commander Wei with a bitter face.

Why, are you just not happy with Mr. Wei entrusting my concubine with an errand? The ending sound rose high, obviously gloating and having no good intentions.

Wei Zhen's back felt numb, and she cheered up and shook her head quickly. This man is so cunning that even the gentleman was persuaded to become a lobbyist, and he acted in private without telling His Highness. Today, he helped Zhao Qing hide his whereabouts and transferred away the hidden guards. In the future, His Highness blamed him, so he could only bite the bullet and bear it silently.

Mr. Wei was completely deceived by two people who are smarter than foxes, one old and one young. At this moment, I still don't know what Mu Xiyao is planning, how appalling it is, in the eyes of His Royal Highness, it is an unforgivable crime. At this moment, I thought that Master Yao called Zhao Qing, and it must be to run for her mother's family. No other conjectures arose.

What are you doing with a somber face? Master, I've done this, and I guarantee you that the benefits are tangible and tangible. On the other side of Your Highness, I have my own concubine to deal with it. It's no wonder you are waiting for me. Mu Xi Yao is full of confidence and smiles with a deep meaning.

Master Wei, this concubine's promise really counts...

After coaxing Wei Zhen to leave, Mu Xiyao waited on Mo Lan, scooped up the blood pear and white fungus soup, and ate it satisfactorily.

This person has been sent out, if that woman is smart, most of the things will be settled. Just wait for the day of the bachelor's banquet... Afterwards, all that remains is to appease the furious person.

I just pulled out the tiger's beard and didn't pay any price. I'm afraid I won't be able to pass this hurdle... Biting the spoon, thinking about the troubles that will follow, I am full of reluctance.

When Zong Zhenglin returned to the mansion in the evening, Mu Xiyao went up to greet him, and felt that the man's expression was not right.

Your Highness? Tiptoeing to untie his cloak, Mu Xiyao blinked and focused on looking into Zong Zhenglin's eyes. How is the old ancestor?

Frowning, Zong Zhenglin lifted her waist and hugged him in his arms, so as to save her from the hard work of stepping on her feet. Because of her exquisite figure, the little girl has already complained many times. In the eyes of His Highness the Sixth Highness, the appropriate good figure, but in her mouth, it is like a peacock, with a weak momentum.

I'm not awake yet, and I can't find any symptoms. Carrying someone into the house, she already understood the meaning of these words.

Mu Xiyao murmured disturbing, put her arms around his neck and rubbed against someone. Your Highness, is the New Year's Eve going to be held? The Empress Dowager was lying in the Feng'an Palace, not knowing what was going on, and she didn't even think about having a banquet to celebrate when Emperor Yuan Cheng came.

The old man ordered more blessings this year, and the family banquets are canceled. Even the celebrations from the previous year have been postponed for one month. Zong Zhenglin sat down and let her clean his hands and face, with deep thoughts in his eyes.

At this time, the Empress Dowager is not good, and there are no signs of illness, so it is difficult to make people not suspicious.

Postpone the celebration for one month? Mu Xiyao was startled, but there was no abnormal expression on her face. When it comes to posturing, this woman is adept at it.

I think it's better for the ancestors of the queen mother to wake up soon. It's very rare for me to be judged by a teacher. Mu Xiyao turned around and put the handkerchief into the basin, and asked Mo Lan to take the people down, shrinking for six In the arms of His Highness.

In the future, whenever there is a happy day, I will go to recite the scriptures several times. I pray for the blessing of the Buddha. The emperor, empress dowager, and all your highnesses will be free from illness and disaster.

If you want to live a good life this day, you must first give order to the servants above, otherwise everyone will follow suit. Mu Xiyao looked at His Highness the Sixth Highness pitifully, her eyes drooping and lifeless.

There is no family banquet in the palace during the New Year's Eve, and firecrackers are definitely not allowed to be set off. In addition, the lively and serious business of the bachelor's banquet has to be postponed. On this auspicious day, she was asked to quietly nest in the yard to watch the new year. Even if she had to go to the palace to pay her respects, she couldn't show any joy on her face, and she had to pretend to be sad... Mu Xiyao's head was hidden in Zong Zhenglin's arms, and she was miserable. This scene really made things difficult for her.

Touching the top of her hair, Zong Zhenglin's accumulated gloom disappeared. Even if there is deceit in this matter, seeing this person who only cares about eating, drinking and playing, I can't think about it any more.

I don't know why, seeing her gloomy expression, I thought this woman was a virtuous woman, and worried about the ancestors in the palace. His Highness Six has sharp eyes and ears, and when he heard that Mu Xiyao was chanting no less than ten kinds of snacks, his face could no longer be tense, and his phoenix eyes gradually narrowed.

I don't have to go shopping in the market, and I have to wait for the Lantern Festival to make the wet dumplings that I have missed for a long time.

Queen Mother Jin's fate is still a few years away, so she has nothing to worry about. If it really caused people to be harmed, the people behind it would not come here to take the Queen Mother's life. Such as planting and framing, playing some tricks, the goal has been achieved. Obviously, it took three minutes of effort to accomplish something, and no one would take more risks and spend eight minutes of effort on the way to death.

There is a big difference between planting a concubine and murdering the queen mother... Not every woman in the palace has the guts to cut off the back road.

Jiaojiao, even if you think about it clearly, don't show it. The little woman is too smart, things that bother her are often seen through by Mu Xiyao early. Up to now, this woman's mind is idle, and it's probably easy for her to be idle and lazy, not doing business.

My concubine is in front of His Highness, and I have you to protect me. Your Highness is partial, and I am not afraid of it. What's more, my ancestors are fine, so why is this concubine crying? He raised his eyebrows and smiled brightly. Kiss him on the chin, looking like a puppy.

Thick thighs have to be hugged tight! The man in front of me, let's not stick to the formality, cater to please, go once a day.

Virtue! Zong Zhenglin patted her little butt. Such a girl, I have never seen her asking for face. Please? It's okay, knowing that she deliberately flatters, Zong Zhenglin is willing to accept it.

When the news of the empress dowager's fainting came out, the palace was already crying. Even Concubine Shu's face was sad and bleak. From what Zong Zhenglin saw along the way, there was no need to think about how much sincerity there was.

Only this one at home, pestered him a lot, thinking about the benefits of the New Year. It seems that he laughs heartlessly, but in fact he is the most calm, not afraid of people's words. After going to that level of disguise that made him disgusted and made him feel sick when he saw it, Mu Xiyao had a precious temperament, and Zong Zhenglin saw it clearly.

Surrounded by layers of haze, she was the only one who was clear and rustic, solitary and pure.