The Beloved Imperial Consort

According to what you mean, Fang Sheng still obeys the rules when handing it to the concubine? Want to climb on the bed, worship the mountain gate and worship her little wife? Mu Xiyao was funny. Fortunately, it wasn't Helian Minmin who happened to meet this matter, otherwise that self-breding rigid, might be so angry that he would shoot the case.

Sa Ren was embarrassed and tugged at the hem of his clothes, feeling that this was really inappropriate. Master, the ones who handed over to Fang Sheng are at least in touch with you. The second time I handed them over, I just wanted to send them to His Highness. If I annoyed you first, tell the concierge, and they will be gone. There is no way, unless you personally go to the street to stop people.

What? And the second time? Mu Xiyao opened her small mouth slightly, feeling that she was wrong just now. Helian Minmin didn't just shoot the case, but was furious.

Hand it over again, what will it say inside? Pure curiosity, can't wait to see the real thing.

Write down the time and place, and ask His Highness to go out and see you.

Yep, dating application. Mu Xiyao understood.

If my concubine doesn't submit to me, what can I do? Compete for favor? Have you ever seen Concubine Chong take the initiative to make way for others? Dreaming.

Sa Ren was stunned for a while, he didn't expect the person in front of him to be so straightforward. It seems that he doesn't care, but in fact he doesn't intend to let it go. That's right, who didn't push out so resolutely when they first came. It's a pity... Sigh, I don't know how this master will make a fuss when he later finds out that His Highness has raised other women outside.

How to make a fuss? Sa Ren didn't know, but His Royal Highness knew it very well. As for Yu Chunyuyao, this is not considered raised, and it has already made him overwhelmed.

Taking a peek at the extremely beautiful master above, Sa Ren understood in his heart that perhaps it was because of his good looks that he was so arrogant.

Master, although I shouldn't have said this, I can't hide it from you. If you submit a love letter, from now on, any woman who comes to the mansion to find His Highness will have to follow your arrangement. If you are not happy, She has to obediently wait for you to come back when you are satisfied. They will still abide by this rule.

Yo, sure enough, I have seen it before, but it is different. I also know that courtesy is reciprocal, and I understand that the bedtime is arranged by the mistress of the family. Mu Xiyao sneered, covered her mouth and laughed. To act like this is nothing more than a humbler and more courageous outhouse.

With a new way of climbing the bed, she gained insight again.

Seeing her reaction, Sa Ren took it as a matter of course and smiled angrily. I also guessed that this person generally refused to agree.

If the master refuses, they will naturally not interfere in the family. Most of them will retreat. The rest, who really like His Highness, will go directly to His Highness like those widows who are not popular.

It is because of this that the mistress of the family can't control people even more. Slowly, some people will acquiesce in this matter, and then accept it with a love note.

Go directly to Zong Zhenglin?

Excellent! Mu Xiyao was overjoyed. Just as she was feeling these unknown annoyances, she didn't expect that there would be surprises waiting for her. Rather than messing with people to pester her at her door, it's better to get together and send them to Zong Zhenglin. Don't be afraid of His Highness Six's cold face, just try it.

Not allowed, not allowed, concubine is not stupid. How can I tell these annoying people outside to know as soon as possible that my concubine can't tolerate this matter? Don't tell them to come to the door.

Not to mention Sa Ren, even Na Ren looked up in surprise and stared at her. Why does the master's refusal sound like the focus is obviously on the back?

Just don't bother her, and don't even want the favor from His Highness? Sa Ren's face was confused, and he replied slowly. Only in the past few days, throw it away and send it to Fang Sheng, just go down the steps outside the gate of the mansion.

So it is. Mu Xiyao was about to tell Hui Lan to throw her out of the house quickly, but she paused suddenly, her eyes rolled around, and she had a new idea in a moment.

After the screen retreated and the two left, Mu Xiyao held the paper between her fingertips and smiled sullenly. At first she wondered how to reply to the letter... How stupid must this be to take the initiative to report the door to the big woman to know, could it be that she waited for her to bring a strong man and come to the door aggressively?

I'm afraid it will be difficult to be an official's wife in this place. Don't admit it, there are many coquettish and charming women waiting outside, and if the man can't control it alone, it will be a problem. No matter how closely you look at it, there will always be times when you are negligent. Let's face it, it's really impossible to bring a widow or a bearded woman of humble origin into the house as a concubine. For one thing, the man in the family will not even want an official voice, and just ruin his career for a joke. Secondly, they will be taken as a joke by wives with similar identities. In this way, those flowers and plants outside are fulfilled, and the man is allowed to fool around outside.

Mu Xiyao carefully looked at the letter paper, and then restored it into two Fang Sheng along the folded traces.

Sending it to her, isn't it intended to get her hands on Her Majesty? This thing should be returned to its original owner. He went into the house for a while, and when he came out again, he called Hui Lan to whisper a few words, only to see the little girl's complexion changed several times, and finally she reluctantly went out.

The master clearly said that this is not allowed, why did he order Fang Sheng to be sent to His Highness? Cymbidium was confused.

In the evening, when Zong Zhenglin came back from the banquet, the man's body had a light and elegant scent of ink and bamboo. Not to mention the smell of rouge, even the smell of alcohol is barely noticeable.

Stretching out his arms, Mu Xiyao waited for her to change her clothes. Zong Zhenglin lowered his eyes and saw the woman wrinkling her nose and sniffing back and forth on his chest. The corners of His Highness Six's mouth were slightly raised, and his eyes were soft.

Sly girl.

Your Highness, are you giving cold face to others again? Knowing that something was wrong, he immediately changed his tone. My concubine means that you are so graceful and majestic, those who fawn on you should not dare to be reckless and want to make fun of yourself in front of you.

Doesn't this all mean the same thing? Why do you keep staring at your concubine? Mu Xiyao muttered.

The flattery in the back was still in my ears, and Zong Zhenglin hugged her and reluctantly let her go.

It is rare to attend this hall.

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Boss, you are so immodest that even my concubines are ashamed of you.

After the two groomed and washed, there was still some time before the arrangement. Mu Xiyao laid out the chessboard diligently, and sat cross-legged on the couch, waiting for His Highness the Sixth Highness to interrogate her later.

What she asked Hui Lan to send, but Wei Zhen forwarded it. Zong Zhenglin would never say nothing.

She was the first to hold the white, and met the mocking eyes of the man opposite, and just after more than ten moves, Mu Xiyao covered the lower right corner of the chessboard with a snap, completely covering the sunspots that Zong Zhenglin's fingertips had slipped from.

Jiaojiao? The man's final voice was high, obviously disapproving of her being more rascal than before.

Your Highness. Released one small hand, twisted his whole body, half lying on the kang table, and finally knew to get out of the way, so as not to completely ruin the chess game. Little by little, his fingertips slid across the table, touching Zong Zhenglin casually resting on the pottery urn, pinching Heizi's two fingers. The little girl looks pitiful, with her eyes raised up, misty eyes, misty and coquettish.

Just now I used my mouth too much, and my stomach was full of fuss, so I didn't pay attention to it. You can't bully others openly. This is just the beginning, you can't lose interest after calling a concubine, right? The only concubine in the family is not afraid of you, so she can fight you, right? Fingernails scratched his palm, showing an indomitable posture.

With his sword eyebrows slightly raised, Zong Zhenglin took a deep look at her, then slowly withdrew his move, and changed it to a completely unimportant place. After going on like this, it was His Highness the Sixth Highness who took the initiative to abolish the move, which made Mu Xiyao very happy.

So not afraid of him, rush to talk with him. Zong Zhenglin felt that it was better for the little woman to be afraid of him. Playing against a stinky chess basket with no chess quality, this feeling... is more than just aggrieved.