The Beloved Imperial Consort

The rich and powerful in Xicheng have been moving around very frequently recently. It's all for the winter hunting in the suburbs of the city that was widely spread at the end of the year. The yamen has revealed that His Highness the Sixth Highness will visit Xingyunling in the northern suburbs three days later to hunt in person. It was an annual grand event in Xicheng, and this year's hottest sixth prince attended. As long as you are not stupid, you will know that His Highness can agree to this matter according to his temperament. The chance... depends on each family's ability.

So how to get His Royal Highness's signature letter has become a top priority in everyone's mind. What made Mu Xiyao the most funny was that her Jiahefang was actually being targeted by someone. No, with more than a dozen polite letters in hand, they just want to climb up to the title of Mrs. Hibiscus. She has a good brain, but unfortunately, she doesn't have such a charitable temperament.

At least, the promise of benefits in the letter couldn't tempt her.

He wanted to climb up the big tree of Zong Zhenglin, but he was reluctant to spend money to buy her off. But what do you mean? Think she is the ignorant woman of the Israelites in the market rumors? joke. She didn't know how many times she took advantage of His Highness the Sixth Highness, no matter how big the bribe was, she would have the guts to swallow it! She couldn't reach out her hand, and when it came to the wind in her ears, she was just making trouble in front of the boss, and the man just happened to be happy to clean her up.

These people send letters again, there is no need to forward them, just burn them. Both eyesight and courage are insufficient, so there is no point in communicating.

Na Ren responded with a smile, and hurriedly piled up a pile and carried them out the door. The servant girl who had figured out her temper now became more agile. Although Na Ren has never seen how powerful Master Yao is in Shengjing City, but in Xicheng, he is definitely the one who relies on His Highness to walk sideways.

The wife of the previous Deputy Qianhu's Mansion invited Ms. Lin to see her, but she said abruptly, I'm busy with business, so it's inconvenient to receive guests. She pushed her back. The well-known lady almost couldn't hold back her arrogance, and finally she said goodbye politely with a stiff smile and got on the warm sedan chair. Not to mention what the madam thinks, but she understands that the army is now encamping in Moganling, and His Highness has returned to Xicheng, so where can the female officer be so busy?

Why is Mu Xiyao so embarrassing? No one else knew about it, and she never exposed it. Have a good reputation? Fortunately, Zong Zhenglin didn't come to Beidi, and he hurriedly handed Fang Sheng over the next day? Those two bamboo baskets were Fang Sheng, and she passed the purpose without missing a single handwriting.

Please see such a woman, it is better to be less contaminated. Dirty her yard for nothing.

In the afternoon, Chengyou, who had just left the baby walker, practiced walking on the porch. The little guy is very courageous, he has the same virtues as his brother, and he will follow her when he sees her, because he is afraid of being thrown away by others, and he is reluctant in his heart. He is already tough at a young age.

Chengyou, be good, slowly walk to mother's side. Mu Xiyao gradually let go of him as she supported him to stand against the wall. Withdrew three steps away, squatted on the ground and stretched out his hand to the chubby Douding.

Cheng Qing stood beside Mu Xiyao with a stern face that resembled the boss, and taught his brother seriously. If you can't walk well, you will be punished today for reading silently.

Puchi burst out laughing, Mu Xiyao was overjoyed to hug this precious baby.

Chengyou, who is less than one year old, can read silently! Even the pen can't hold it. Chengqing's imitation of his father is enough, but it's a pity that he found the wrong way.

Mother's good son, just punish your younger brother to eat by himself. The book is read by Chengqing as an older brother, and my younger brother can't keep quiet. . You have to speak clearly, lest Cheng Qing feel that the mother is favoring the younger one.

Sure enough, after getting Tianzao and hearing from Mu Xiyao that her elder brother can read well but her younger brother can't, she immediately felt proud and felt a little pitiful for Chengyou. Xiaodouding changed his tone. Then I won't punish you for silent writing, I'll change it to... Would it be difficult for my younger brother to eat by myself? After thinking for a while, I finally thought of the simplest one. Just pee by yourself.

Oh, what a treasure, Mu Xiyao almost fell to the ground laughing, but Sa Ren, who was also holding back behind her and dared not make a sound, helped her up.

The little master is not only good-looking, but also has a sweet temper, and loves his younger brother. Such a big milk baby is already painful to the heart.

In the evening, Mu Xiyao lay on Zong Zhenglin's chest, laughing and telling him about it. Your Highness, your son is too sweet. Until now, she still finds it funny.

She was definitely not like this when she was young, could it be... that she followed Zong Zhenglin?

Make fun of his son? His Highness Sixth Highness lowered his eyes, and his gaze rested on her delicate and flower-like face, with an unusually soft expression. The two sons were both born by her, and they were well-bred, and it didn't hurt to make a fuss occasionally. The most commendable thing is that she is so ruthless that she doesn't blindly indulge and pamper her. On the contrary, he complained a lot to him, and often complained that he was protecting his son.

How could he not know that she was worried. Born in the royal family, I would rather look good when I was young than become a waste. It's just that she didn't know what he arranged later, so she naturally thought it was because she spoiled the child. He pampered the two little ones so silently, but he just made more compensation at this time. After De Chengqing turned three years old, his life would never be so peaceful and happy, and he could often be intimate with the two of them.

He planned for that position, never thinking that he would miss it. Naturally, the upbringing of Chengqing and Chengyou cannot be like ordinary emperors and grandchildren. Thinking about it, she might also be vaguely aware of his intentions, otherwise she wouldn't just complain and talk.

Jiaojiao's child is very good. He bowed his head and kissed her hair gently, Zong Zhenglin showed satisfaction.

Excellent? Mu Xiyao blinked, and her heart beat a little faster. The meaning of this sentence should be more than just praise. Sure enough, he planned far.

Can you enter His Highness's eyes? When the original owner left in the previous life, Emperor Jian'an had never established a heir. This also made the Queen and Concubine Xian secretly fight to the death, and everyone in the harem also had their own ambitions. Jiang Pinting's eldest son was disfigured in the battle for the reserve position.

He can look at it coldly, which shows that he is more indifferent than Yuan Chengdi. The old man spared his son to fight, and even spared his life. This master is cold and indifferent. In his heart, the most important thing is to choose a virtuous leader for the great Wei Jiangshan.

Your Highness, I haven't specifically asked for your grace since I entered the mansion. Raising her body, Mu Xiyao touched his handsome face with her small hands, with a happy smile on his face, but there was rarely any seriousness in her eyes.

Zong Zhenglin looked at her from below, the little woman was alluring with thorns, the little clothes on her body were tight and showed her spring color, but her face was rarely calm, showing a faint sharpness.

It is this gaze... that is not tamed by anyone. The pride born in this woman's bones is usually just a good cover-up.

Now that I think about it, it was Merlin's bastard who really let her take root in her heart for a moment.

What is Jiaojiao asking for? The man's voice was mellow, and he stared at her with interest.

It's easy to talk about other things. It's just that your Highness, I have always been strict with my own things. What's more, it's the pieces of meat that fell off my body. Fingertips across the bridge of his nose, the two eyes intertwined, Mu Xi Yao leaned over and kissed his lips. I don't ask for your grace for myself, I have to be kind to the younger ones.

What does favorable treatment mean? She didn't believe that Zong Zhenglin couldn't hear her overtones.

Your Highness, if you want to raise Gu for fun, don't bother with your concubine's son. The concubine is not willing to become that black-hearted poisonous woman for the time being.

She was originally imposing, but Zongzheng Lin Muran tore off her obscene clothes and bit her chest. This accumulated hardness was pierced by him and weakened.

Little bastard. The tip of her nose was her warm scent, and Zong Zhenglin scolded with lust. Just please the hall, even if you ask for the most, it's not impossible.

Worried about him treating his son harshly? Nonsense. He also cherishes the flesh that falls from her body. This woman's mind is not reasonable. Rather than being angry to death for being wrong with her, it is better to put forward conditions and order her to do it.

What Mu Xiyao didn't know was that in the previous life, the son of Emperor Jian'an, he was a son who had never been hugged by himself. And Chengqing Chengyou, these two little things, were still in the stomach, and Mu Yaonv made many demands, which made the Sixth Highness take great pains.

With such affection, coupled with a mother who is so charming and charming, Zong Zhenglin couldn't stop treating her mother and son badly.