The Beloved Imperial Consort

In the family banquet in the evening, the crown prince and Zong Zhenglin sat down to the east, with one statue and one master. On the surface they get along well, but in private, no one knows that this scene of brothers and sisters respecting each other is just a play, just to make it look better for the report on the case of Emperor Yuan Cheng.

The prince is dressed in bright yellow court clothes, and he is superior to others all over his body. He keeps admonishing with a few words, and seems to care a lot for the brothers present, and reminds him everywhere.

Zong Zhenglin was dressed in normal clothes, described as indifferent, and drank alone. The crown prince never forgets to knock, the position of the crown prince is beyond anyone else's imagination. The prince clearly filters, why does he want the crown prince position? His Highness the Sixth Highness's phoenix eyes swept across his left finger. This prince's seal will change his name one day.

Zong Zhengming leaned on the back, took the Jinjue Cup and drank it down in one gulp.

The news from Mu Xiyao is too important, and within a few days, Emperor Yuan Cheng will promulgate the third imperial decree. How can I thank you for your help? Does Zong Zhenglin know about this?

Looking at the four large Kesi screens in the center of the hall, the corners of Zong Zhengming's mouth slightly raised. At the women's banquet over there, she is afraid that she is having a good time eating and enjoying it. Thinking about how she was frowning critically and pouting unwillingly, His Highness Fifth shook his head secretly. The sixth brother is too used to people, how can she choose what she likes, such a picky eater is not good for children.

Mu Xiyao pulled Mu Xiting to sit down next to her, without Zong Zhenglin watching over her, she didn't have to talk anymore. Not only did she open it for herself, but Mu Xiting was also free. She often picks up food and delivers it to her bowl, and Mu Xiting is so ashamed that she just eats with her head down and refuses to look up. Among the female guests, she was the one who ate the most delicious food.

The fourth concubine looked at Lehe, seeing that she liked to eat hydrangea and dried scallops, she hurriedly asked someone to serve a small dish, and specially placed it in front of her.

"Thank you Sisao, I know that Sisao loves my concubine the most. This big belly is annoying, he is greedy." Mu Xiyao smiled and winked at the fourth concubine, very lively.

The fourth prince was amused by her, covered his mouth with a handkerchief and coughed twice, maintaining a proper demeanor. Sitting with Concubine Mu, you must always remind yourself to keep your airs tight, otherwise you will be easily influenced by her and lose your prestige.

Mu Xiyao was satisfied with the meal, and waited for the table to be removed, followed by everyone holding tea bowls, listening to her parents' gossip, and joining in the fun. After drinking a cup of tea, I felt uncomfortably full, so I pleaded guilty and went for a walk in the yard to digest my food.

After coming out of the clean room, he slowly helped Mo Lan to take a walk on the path behind the rockery. After walking a few steps, a faint voice came from ahead. Mu Xiyao frowned, "Liu Shang"?

Zong Zhengming twirled a willow leaf with both hands, played casually, and stood facing the water with a happy expression.

Mu Xiyao stood at the foot of the stone steps with Mo Lan, seeing his back was light, as if melting into the twilight. Picking a short stone pier and sitting down quietly, Mu Xiyao closed her eyes and listened, gradually intoxicated.

The ancient song "Liu Shang" is still suitable for elegant people like Zong Zhengming. When she played the piano in the talent show, the same piece was not as high and far-reaching as Zong Zhengming. She could see too clearly all the time, and her hands and feet were bound.

Mu Xiyao was still savoring the charm of the song, but was interrupted by Zong Zhengming's gentle laughter.

"What does the side concubine think? Is it still in my ears?"

Mu Xiyao also didn't get up, she shook her head and looked like an old pedant hanging her book bag.

"Clear and elegant, with a wonderful voice and a wonderful person. Your Highness's rhythm is exquisite, and I am satisfied with the three flavors."

Hearing her praise, Zong Zhengming grabbed the leaf stem and turned the willow leaf in his hand. Mu Xiyao's piano skills, he heard from the concubine Shu mentioned, it is said that the teacher who taught the piano is astonishing. Now he is praising his clumsy skills, which is really modest.

Look at the surrounding area, it is still open, if someone comes, it will be clear at a glance. Zongzheng Ming secretly sighed, no wonder she can be unscrupulous and sit magnanimously.

"Here, I would like to thank the side concubine for her help, saving the hall too much effort."

Mu Xiyao saw that he was speaking cautiously, and said frankly, "The concubine is not giving benefits for nothing, so don't you have to use His Highness's hand to vent her anger? It is not worth being His Highness to personally thank you, but it is a mutual benefit."

Zong Zhengming didn't want her to bluntly say that she was using him, he was stunned for a moment, and then he was completely relieved. Since she is clean and upright, why should he lose his bearing.

"Of course. It's your wish, so it's better."

"Your Highness, why don't you play another song? My concubine's ears are itching, and she is still clamoring." Mu Xiyao sat comfortably and was unwilling to move her nest. Accompanied by music, this day is really happy. In the awe of the Prince's Mansion, it is really rare for her to find the taste of the countryside.

"Frogs chirp in the mountains and rivers, and birds sing in the breeze. Your Highness doesn't realize that the beautiful scenery on a good day is the only thing that lacks silk and bamboo?"

Zong Zhengming looked at her expectantly, as if it was a great pity to miss this song today. Turning around with a smile, the song "Picking Lotus Seeds" reverberated briskly, and Mu Xiyao clapped her hands and sang softly.

Mo Lan was engrossed in listening, but she saw His Highness the Sixth Highness and the Third Miss coming from the opposite side. He wanted to announce the sound to the master, but saw that she was singing excitedly, sitting on the stone pier, her feet were shaking to the beat, and her hands were clapping loudly.

It's over! His Highness would not be able to see it like this, unless he was blinded by drunkenness.

Zong Zhenglin followed Le Yin to find someone, he didn't want to catch Mu Xiyao's disorganized and intoxicated appearance. Seeing her little face shining brightly, shining brightly, singing Qingqing, I was immersed in it.

From the back of the man in the octagonal pavilion, you can tell who it is at a glance.

His Highness the Sixth Highness stopped Mu Xiting who was about to come forward to call for someone, leaned against the jagged rocks, and watched her seldom fly wildly.

Mu Xiyao usually makes a lot of publicity, but she always competes with others, forced by the situation. Joy is different now. This is her nature, true and inner.

Seeing such a simple and joyful woman singing freely, Zong Zhenglin's eyes were deep. If it weren't for the fact that she was drafted into the mansion, Mu Xiyao would probably be extremely disgusted with the harem life full of intrigues and tricks all her life. It is extremely difficult to get her to serve in the mansion willingly. According to her current appearance, this woman's yearning for a leisurely life is undoubtedly revealed.

But so what? Since he chose to go against the current, the women beside him naturally had to join hands to push the boat. Holding her in his hand, Wan has no reason to let go. Even if she killed her nature, Zong Zhenglin would not hesitate.

After finishing the song, Zong Zhengming tuned in slowly, and when he turned around, he saw Zong Zhenglin standing behind Mu Xiyao, wearing a dark green robe, and locked his eyes on her body.

Seeing that Mu Xiyao didn't know it at all, she clapped her hands and applauded herself, teasing her heart.

"Sounds good?"

"Buzzing."

Zong Zhengming stepped down the steps and stood in front of her. The woman sat on a low pier of rocks, only reaching his chest.

He raised his hand to caress her shoulder, and took off the crape myrtle petals on it.

Mu Xiyao was surprised at his sudden intimacy, when she glanced around, she found the pink petals in the other's hand. Looking up a little, the crape myrtle bloomed in full bloom, as expected.

Mu Xiyao sighed again and again, feeling regretful. "Your Highness disturbed my concubine with an elegant matter."

"Oh? Why?" Zongzhengming caught a glimpse of Zongzhenglin's face from the corner of his eyes, and secretly laughed. Later, this woman who pretends to be a model is afraid that she will suffer again.

"That's how to say it, right. 'Ziwei gifted love, lingering fragrance on clothes'."

Zong Zhengming was overjoyed, watching her smile meaningfully.

"Whether there is any fragrance left in Ziwei Zhanyi's clothes, this hall does not know. What this hall knows is that His Highness Six came to smell the fragrance and was standing right behind the side concubine."

Mu Xiyao immediately choked when she heard the words, lowered her head and coughed. After seeing the man's soap boots settled in front of her eyes, Mu Xiyao quickly stopped her voice, raised her head and smiled sweetly, "Your Highness~~"

Zong Zhengming, you have a black belly! Knowing that Zong Zhenglin was there, she was actually "ambiguous". Considering His Royal Highness Six's domineering temperament, she was going to be shameless and try her best to get this out of her.

Zong Zhenglin saw that she was thinking of ghosts, so he knocked on her forehead.

"Still leaving?" The big hand stretched out in front of her, waiting for Bai Yu's small hand to take the initiative to grab it.

Seeing that the boss was in a good mood and didn't pursue it, Mu Xiyao quickly handed it over and held it firmly.

Zong Zhenglin lowered his head to see her little catkin firmly grasping his big palm, wrapping her palm with his backhand, with a smile on the corner of his mouth. As long as this woman causes trouble, she must be so well-behaved. Does this count as flattery? Flattery?

"Your Highness, hug~~" Before she got off the ground, Mu Yaonv started whining.

Oops, it's dangerous. Hurry up, act coquettishly, be eclectic, and rush towards the boss overwhelmingly. It's best to make him dizzy and forget to settle the matter.

His Highness the Sixth Highness leaned over and picked him up according to his words, rubbing his small head on his muscular chest.

"Your Highness is even more heroic than before." Mu Xiyao shamelessly praised.

Zong Zhenglin laughed until his chest heaved, and whispered in her ear.

"Jiaojiao doesn't need to waste her thoughts in vain. The memory of the recent disasters is still fresh in this hall. After giving birth, I will calculate it together."

Mu Xiyao bit his ear and said angrily, "Stingy!"

"Add one more."

Mu Xiyao stopped eating immediately, and buried her in his neck as if she had died, her heart was busy with slander. What did you settle after giving birth? Boss, when did you settle accounts without pulling people and having sex? One calculation means, how many days will it take to roll the sheets?

When Zong Zhenglin took Mu Xiyao to the table again, the screen in the main hall had been removed, and there was Le Lian performing in the middle. The prince's family members sat in turn. On the table, there are fine wines and fresh fruits, and the atmosphere is warm.

"Hey, old six, brother, let me tell you why you suddenly left your brother and disappeared. It turns out that you are looking for a beauty." The eldest prince looked at Mu Xiyao beside Zong Zhenglin, wishing he could cut her into pieces . This woman made herself vomit blood time and time again, causing the Prince's Mansion to be in a state of decline. He just stood there, but at the time when he should be most energetic, he was judged by the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty to have lost his way, and there was no one under his command to take refuge in.

"Brother, this is talking drunkenly, Sixth Brother, don't take it to heart." Although the crown prince had to stop because of Mu Xiyao's death in the case of Concubine Liu, he had to stop early. But compared to destroying Zongzheng Lin's foundation, he was obviously more pleased with Zongzheng Chun's big defeat.

This Mu family not only has a unique style, which makes him covet for a long time, but also takes care of his greatest enemy in a disguised form. Perhaps after ascending to the throne, she can be spared, as long as she is willing to beg for mercy and serve herself comfortably. Seeing how she is like the sixth baby, this woman is probably very skilled in bed. That taste... The more the prince thought about it, the more he couldn't hold back his lustful thoughts, and stared at Mu Xiyao with naked eyes.

Murderous aura surged deep in Zongzheng Lin's phoenix eyes, if it wasn't for the unsuitable turmoil now, the crown prince would have become useless long ago.

"Your Highness, don't get angry, you will scare the child." Mu Xiyao avoided the Prince's gaze in disgust, and smiled with wide eyes. After the battle in Mobei, once Zong Zhenglin was crowned king, the crown prince of the Great Wei would be gone forever.