The Beloved Imperial Consort

When the banquet reached Xu time, Mu Xiyao couldn't sit still. After greeting Zong Zhenglin, he took his leave first.

"Sister." Mu Xiting took Rui Zhu to catch up from behind, and whispered a few words in her ear, her expression seemed awkward.

Surprise flashed in Mu Xiyao's eyes, and Mammy Zhao took the others back, but she only asked Mo Lan to accompany her, and took Mu Xiting to turn halfway.

In the main hall, cups and cups were interlaced, and the wine was full of wine. The prince embraced the beloved concubine behind him, and his words and deeds were immeasurable. Zongzheng Chun hugged left and right, and poured down cups of strong wine, which seemed to be a way to drown his sorrows.

Zong Zhenglin frowned at the state of the two of them, and wanted to send them back to the mansion. Unexpectedly, he was blocked by his drinking madness and clamored to stay overnight today.

"Sixth brother, brother, I'm a bit drunk, so I'm leaving." Zong Zhenghan took the lead to leave.

"Be careful on the way." He beckoned Tian Fushan to send him out of the mansion, but when he looked back, Zong Zhengming, who was the first to leave the banquet in the past, had no intention of going.

"Sixth brother, there is no need to be curious. Fifth brother is waiting for the concubine of the mansion to return."

Only then did Zong Zhenglin realize that Mu Xiting was not among the female relatives.

The two chatted and drank, and someone helped the crown prince and Zongzheng Chun to rest in the front yard, and He Lian Minmin arranged for the female family members to spend the night in a wing.

Seeing that Zong Zhengming was drunk, Zong Zhenglin sent him to the side hall to rest for a while, and when he found someone to come back, it would not be too late to leave.

Caressing the swollen forehead, Zong Zhenglin left Wei Zhen on duty, and stepped into Dan Ruoyuan.

The main house was brightly lit, but Mu Xiyao was not there.

"Where is the side concubine?" Zong Zhenglin frowned.

How can the two sisters say something, and they have not spoken until now, but they are both missing?

Zhao Momo hurried into the room and replied, "Your Highness, the master just came back, and he is taking a bath in the back."

"Ms. Mu San is here?"

"Not here. The third lady didn't go with the master, so she should have returned to the main hall."

"Let someone go to the side hall to have a look, and send the news by the way."

After ordering the trivial matters, Zong Zhenglin waved his hand to make people leave, and took off his outer robe, leaving only the moon white inner garment. Go around the corridor to the back to find people.

"Jiaojiao?" Zong Zhenglin had just entered the Shuangyan Pond, and saw that there was only one candle left in it, and the air was so dizzy that the air was dyed warm. Zong Zhenglin was already slightly drunk, but now that he entered the room, he was completely relieved, and his alcoholism could not be suppressed.

Mu Xiyao stood with her back facing her, her wet ink hair sticking to her bare back.

"Your Highness." Mu Xiyao turned sideways coquettishly, her small face flushed. It looks more matte in the water mist.

Unbuttoning his belt, Zong Zhenglin took off his clothes, leaving only the obscene trousers.

The man walked slowly into the water from the jade steps, and was about to go over to hug him, but he heard her shyly ask him to do so.

"Your Highness, you lie down by the pool, and I will rub your back for you."

Seeing that she rarely took the initiative, Zong Zhenglin followed his advice and walked to the pool.

"Why did you smoke 'Tingzhi' again?" Zong Zhenglin smelled the fragrance in the air, obviously displeased. This smell overwhelmed the sweet body fragrance on Mu Xiyao's body that he loved so much.

"Your body smells of alcohol, it smells bad." Mu Xiyao was disgusted, she raised her hair with her small hands, put it on her chest, turned around and walked towards him.

Zong Zhenglin fell on the bank, with his arms resting on the jade table, and his shoulders were fully immersed in the pool water, so as to relax his tendons and relieve his fatigue.

"Not coming yet?" The little woman dawdled, where did he not see her body?

Mu Xiyao parted the water with both hands, and slowly approached Zong Zhenglin.

"Your Highness, are you tired? Have you tried hangover soup?" The little hands climbed onto the man's strong arms, slowly kneading them.

On Zongzhenglin's wheat-colored back, Mu Xiyao pressed and rubbed the snow-white catkin, her fingering was skillful and just right.

His Highness Sixth Prince closed her phoenix eyes, with a relaxed expression, and took her small hand to caress gently.

He didn't answer, and started another topic. "No one is in charge today, is the food okay?"

Mu Xiyao hammered his back hard, seemingly dissatisfied.

"The concubine naturally followed His Highness's instructions, which is not wrong at all. Mother Zhao is watching."

Mu Xiyao's small hand slowly descended to Zong Zhenglin's back.

"Your Highness, change clothes~~" The female voice was soft and sweet.

Zong Zhenglin brought her little hands to the front and loosened the tie bit by bit. It is really inconvenient for the obscene pants to come off in the water, so Mu Xiyao stretched out her white and tender feet to rub them off.

"Why, Jiaojiao wants to carefully appreciate the intimate clothes of this hall, can't it?"

Mu Xiyao blushed, tremblingly picked up the obscene clothes floating on the water, threw them ashore, and did not speak again.

His Highness the Sixth Prince stretched out his hand lazily, pulled the obscene pants that she had thrown away, and made jokes.

"Didn't Jiaojiao have a lingering fragrance in her hands, is there any smell on this clothes in this hall?"

The woman was ashamed and angry, and moved her little hand in front of him.

Caress the man's firm chest and abdomen, rub it repeatedly, and slowly move down.

"So?" Mu Xiyao rested her left elbow on her chin, staring at the uninvited guest in front of her with frosty eyes.

"The side concubine is not surprised, but calm and composed." The middle-aged man looked simple and honest, and turned his head to look at Mu Xiting's panicked face, with a strong sense of sarcasm in his eyes.

Of course, Mu Xiyao didn't mean that she was comfortable and fearless, but that although Yupei had a fever, it wasn't the scorching hotness of facing murderous intent.

"You... who are you?" Mu Xiting trembled in fright.

While talking with Mu Xiyao, suddenly two men in black barged in through the curtain, revealing their identities as soon as they came.

"Miss Mu San doesn't know the origin of the two of us? It seems that Yin Ji met you and did not reveal the identity of the master."

my lord? Mu Xiyao was shocked. Zong Zhenglin once mentioned that the leader of the rebels in central Shu called himself "the Lord", and his followers called him "the Lord".

The two people in front of them are the remnants of Sichuan? Also related to Mu Xiting?

Mu Xiyao frowned tightly, her face extremely ugly. This time Mu Xiting was probably involved in a huge vortex. If one is not good, dozens of people in the Mu family will be killed, and the whole family will be executed.

"What's going on!" Mu Xiyao turned her head to look at Mu Xiting, who was beside her with a pale face, and shouted angrily.

"I, I don't know... They asked me to give you medicine. I tore the note and put it in Ruizhu's purse." Mu Xiting was so frightened that she couldn't find any useful clues in her words.

Mu Xiyao took a deep breath and looked at her complicatedly.

This concubine had just caught up, and it was the first time that she took the initiative to ask for something. Mu Xiyao wanted to take her back to Danruoyuan, but she was embarrassed and politely refused. The words are only three or five sentences, and if you ask clearly, you will go back. His Highness Fifth is still waiting in the hall.

Mu Xiyao brought her to the water pavilion and asked Ruizhu Molan to guard outside the pavilion.

Of course Mu Xiyao knew whether she was drugged or not. Yupei did not warn, and she was safe and sound.

Although Mu Xiting was bewitched by others, fortunately she was not completely dizzy. This somewhat comforted Mu Xiyao. After all, after taking care of her for so many years, if she ends up helping outsiders turn against each other, she must be hard to let go.

"Sit obediently." He took her hand and held her down. Looking at the two opposite people coldly, Mu Xiyao's eyes were quiet.

"Without Miss Mu San's cooperation, I thought this operation would not be able to continue. Unexpectedly," the middle-aged man laughed loudly, "God help me, Miss San actually brought the side concubine here. I can't do anything more convenient .”

Mu Xiting's eyes were red, and there were faint tears. He bit his lips and stared at the person who came, and firmly grasped Mu Xiyao's right hand. Although he was trembling with fright, he clung to her tightly and never left her.

Mu Xiyao patted the back of her hand and sighed secretly. Women, blinded by love. Mu Xiting spent a lot of trouble, but she just asked if she had met His Highness Fifth before the draft. After stumbling for a long time, Mu Xiyao finally understood what she meant.

This silly woman, how could she be interested in His Highness the Fifth Highness? Emperor Yuan Cheng is still alive and well, if she dares to harm the two Highnesses, she will die soon. Even if there is no pressure from Emperor Yuan Cheng, just relying on Zong Zhenglin's temper, if she dares to cheat on her, the Sixth Highness' method is very severe.

Although Mu Xiyao was angry at her for not distinguishing between things and causing trouble, it was too late to reprimand her now. Dealing with the situation at hand is the most important thing.

"The two of you stayed for too long, are you afraid that His Royal Highness will come to question you?" Mu Xiyao had a bad feeling and tried to test it out. He has a gentle face on the surface, but his mind is quickly thinking about how to protect himself.

"Jiaojiao." Zong Zhenglin held her little hand and kneaded it carefully.

"Your Highness, you don't want to..." Jiao Didi hinted as the woman leaned on her chest.

Zong Zhenglin opened his eyes slightly, and spoke softly, "Whatever this hall wants, can Jiaojiao give it?"

Mu Xiyao chuckled and acted like a baby, Aijiao rubbed his back, passed her hands under the man's armpit, hugged his arm, and walked slowly towards his neck.

"What your Highness asks, I will give it to you."

Zongzheng Lin's phoenix eyes flashed cold light, and he spoke in a deep voice.

"Then it will be my dog's life."

The internal force of the right hand was activated, and the twisted clothes were thrown back, instantly wrapped around the woman's slender neck, and tightly restrained.

Breathing out the foul air, he extinguished the incense by the pool with a wave of his hand. The body is still tired and a little weak.

Zong Zhenglin adjusted his breath for a while, and his mind returned to clarity. Looking at the woman behind him again, she had an unfamiliar face, her face was blue and purple, and she had already died. Provoking her fingertips, it turned out that the nails were hiding poison.

What a phantom fragrance! The rare drug in Sichuan is actually used here.

Zong Zhenglin covered his face with frost, slapped his palm on the water, and jumped up. Put on your coat and go out barefoot.

Where is Mu Xiyao? His Highness the Sixth Highness was very anxious.

The assassination plan this time is very meticulous, and if the hidden guards can be avoided, there must be internal responses in the Prince's Mansion.

"His Highness has a beautiful woman to serve him, it's better for the side concubine to worry less."

really! Such a precise plan. To be able to get close to Zongzheng Lin must be using her to use insidious methods! No wonder Mu Xiting wanted to drug her, presumably to get herself away. Unexpectedly, Mu Xiting's impromptu idea made it easier for them to do things.

Is this a preordained disaster? It's better than being drugged. The last thing she is afraid of is drugging. Now, instead of losing the opportunity, we can only wait and see.

"The two of you came here, besides trapping my two sisters, do you also want to accompany my concubine to enjoy the scenery?" Mu Xiyao leaned back in the chair, not panicking at all.

If you want to commit murder, you have already done it. Since he has the leisure to chat with her, it can be seen that he has another purpose. Apart from using tricks to get close to Zong Zhenglin, what purpose does she have?

The middle-aged man smiled. Yin Ji sent a message that Zong Zhengming had a secret affection for the Mu family. The master's actions are not just for the purpose of getting rid of the sixth prince Zong Zhenglin.

"Naturally, the side concubine needs to follow me for a walk."

Just for a walk? I'm afraid it won't be so easy to come back after this trip.

Mu Xiyao was never worried that Zong Zhenglin would be unable to get away. That man's vigilance was sometimes so keen that she even frightened her. Now we can only delay time and save our lives.

"Sister!" Mu Xiting exclaimed. He was so frightened that he grabbed her arm and refused to let go. As the people approached step by step, Mu Xiting was really scared, and went straight to hide behind Mu Xiyao.

"I don't bother to ask where I'm going. If I want to come, I won't tell you. Since my sister is useless, it won't hinder you from doing things. Wouldn't it be better to keep her here, less burdensome?"

Mu Xiting is useless and in a more dangerous situation than her. The best way to get out is to let her know very little. Hearing too much is a reminder.

"The concubine is pregnant, and when she sees the blood, her legs are weak and she can't walk." Mu Xiyao was soft but hard.

The two looked at each other, and one of them hit Mu Xiting on the back of the neck in the blink of an eye, causing her to lose consciousness and fall limply to the ground.

Mu Xiyao finally looked back, turned and left.

Zong Zhenglin, if you don't hurry up, Baozi is in danger...