The Beloved Imperial Consort

Master, you said that you made His Highness happy last night, how could you be so angry this morning that you took Master Wei out of the house? At least take a rest for two days, let me take a breather! Hui Lan's voice rose two points in anxiety. Seeing that the master is drinking porridge leisurely now, and looks so careless, it would be strange if His Highness could not get angry!

Mu Xiyao really had nothing to do with this noisy girl, so she could only put on airs of her master and force her to back down.

There is an inexplicable sixth prince who has already made her extremely impatient, and now even the maids around her are nagging, how come these days are getting more and more uncomfortable?

In the morning, I was woken up suddenly by a loud drink. His mind was still confused, so Zong Zhenglin, who appeared on the bed inexplicably, gave him a glare. That man didn't give her a good face early in the morning, and yelled at her, Go back to the house and be honest, and then put on a brocade robe, not even a cloak properly, just casually draped over his arms, He didn't stay for a moment, and just strode away without looking back.

Mu Xiyao had a pale face, and was so angry that Zong Zhenglin almost yelled back. With great difficulty, he suppressed his anger, and rushed back to the main house angrily.

He was used to being angry at getting up, but now he vented his anger, and being able to calm down, that's the most strange thing.

No matter whether it was Hui Lan's words to win over or provoke her, she was still at a loss, her mind was so messed up that she couldn't figure it out. Until my patience was exhausted, I lost my temper, and sat alone in the room for almost an hour, finally calmed down my irritability, and came up with the idea of ​​a dangerous move.

Encountering Zong Zhenglin's unreasonable behavior, his capriciousness is no different from brain twitching, Mu Xiyao didn't feel that she had the ability to f*** follow him, and she became virtuous when she saw the sky.

Originally planned to wait for him to return to the mansion, and make a decision after seeing the reaction, but the Sixth Highness was uncharacteristically, and did not come to the mansion in the east of the city.

Mu Xiyao hugged her son, raised her eyebrows, and smiled meaningfully in front of Wei Zhen.

Master, take a look, do you want to ask your subordinates to send a message back, so that we can have an explanation? Wei Zhen had a bitter face, only feeling that the most miserable life in the mansion might belong to him. He was the first to get up and the last to go to bed, and he was the one who did not please his errands. This time is the worst, being sandwiched between the two masters, no matter what words you pass on, it will definitely be unwelcoming.

Just like Master Yao's gruff smile in front of me, I can't sleep well if I look at it twice.

Don't come by yourself, want to spread a message? Mu Xiyao called Mo Lan with a smile, and Shi Shiran carried Chengyou into the back room. She will also be cold and violent.

If Zong Zhenglin had been so silent from the beginning, maybe she was still guilty of fear. However, the man got angry several times, and when he left her alone at this time, she really lost her fear.

Looking at the falling curtain, Wei Zhen felt cold from the soles of her feet to her back, as if she had been hit by a cold spring, and her whole body fell down.

In this way, the prince's mansion and the mansion ran at both ends. After five days, Mu Xiyao looked at the commander of the guard standing in front of him, and sighed as the Yiren is haggard.

Even if you are busy with errands, Master Wei should not treat you badly. Wei Zhen was a talent that Mu Xiyao had been optimistic about for Chengqing early on. After serving Lao Tzu, her son should also take advantage of the glory. Such a sincere and easy-going subordinate has to care about it occasionally, and the invisible assets have to be counted from time to time. Furthermore, the person in front of her was her good match for Mo Lan's investigation for more than half a year. No matter what, she couldn't call the maid who had been with her for a long time to be a widow early.

Master, Mr. Wei has been living in dire straits recently. Seeing that this person finally had a side reaction, unlike that smiling face, who was gentle and invisible, how could he be so stupid as to let go of a great opportunity. If you have something to do, just ask your subordinates to do it. The subordinates are always at your disposal.

The errand mentioned by Master Yao is really on his shoulders. It's a pity that there are only two pieces in total.

Go to the house to see people with your own eyes, inquire about Master Yao's daily life; return to the Prince's Mansion to see His Highness, and report everything in detail. The secret guard sent the news, but the master was not very satisfied.

His Highness himself had a quarrel with Master Yao, and he couldn't hold back his face and reconcile, but he always cared about it. If you can't see anyone, you will naturally have to worry about it in your ****. The secret guard's report can't cover everything. For example, when the master stays in the room, how can he answer the question whether he looks good or not.

Mu Xiyao rolled her eyes, hugged her son and muttered for a while, then Commander Wei was overjoyed and ran out of the house. It's better to finally have something to do than to be sneered at by His Highness all the time.

On another five days, Zong Zhenglin got news from Wei Zhen that either Chengqing wanted bamboo dragonflies, or Chengyou wanted to change the crib, the worst thing, and his son would recite a poem every day after that. It is about the woman who cares the most, but there is not a single word.

Is it okay over there? After holding back for a few days, he still had to ask in person.

Wei Zhen was dejected, and honestly replied, Everything is fine.

If he really wants to compare, he has to say that Master Yao's life is much better than His Highness's. That person eats hearty meals and rests early every night. To have a light meal with His Highness with two chopsticks, and to be busy at night until the moon is in the sky, those are the best days. Especially from time to time, some laughter can be heard in the mansion, the Prince's Mansion... Just looking at Tian Fushan's jacket, one knows that the spring day is actually more difficult than the end of winter.

Zong Zhenglin put down his pen to caress the center of his eyebrows. Being far away from her, he has never been able to be as calm and composed as he thought.

The few times I met Mu Xiyao for the first time, I was in Qingzhou at that time, and every time I felt turbulent, I always returned to Beijing as soon as possible to calm down gradually. I don't want to think that after many years, this method will not work.

Squinting his eyes over Wei Zhen, His Highness the Sixth Highness felt that this valet, who was usually considered useful, couldn't even pick up the conversation. I'm getting older, but I'm not as smart as before.

Taking off the brocade robe casually, Zong Zhenglin threw it over Wei Zhen. Let it dry out. Ask the side concubine to bring a new one. With such a hint, the woman should have expressed something.

Up to now, Zong Zhenglin hadn't thought about why he got angry in the first place. What he cared more about was waiting for that heartless person to come forward. Lizi got the goblin messed up so that he couldn't get clean, so he should take care of his face.

Wei Zhen stared at His Highness with distasteful eyes, and exited the door extremely aggrieved. What's wrong with him is that he doesn't know how to flatter, the problem is that besides serving good tea and water, Master Yao mostly gave him a gentle and unspeakable smile.

How could he have dared to make up the inexplicable gaze in that eye...

Two days later, Wei Zhen anxiously brought brand-new uniforms into the mansion. Along with her, there was also a letter to Concubine Helian. It's a letter, it's better to say it's a receipt from Master Yao. It clearly lists the workmanship of the clothes and fabrics, in total, one hundred and thirty-two taels of silver. Not even erasing the odds... That means, His Royal Highness is wearing a brocade robe, and you get money out of the public.

How Zong Zhenglin reacted could be seen at a glance just from the slumped look on Wei Zhen's face the next day. Mu Xiyao covered her mouth for fun, and felt that the confrontation was getting more and more interesting.

In the sun? OK! The sun in the prince's mansion is going to ask Concubine Helian to ask for money!