The Beloved Imperial Consort

Zong Zhenglin stared at the spot for a long while, but still couldn't help approaching. Seeing this, Wei Zhen hurriedly dismissed the surrounding maids and guards, and he himself only stood outside the pavilion, so as not to disturb His Highness's interest by not opening his eyes.

Zong Zhenglin's footsteps were very light, but Mu Xiyao's senses were even better. Slowly opening his eyes, he saw that person standing in front of him, staring down at him.

Before she recovered, she was picked up by Zong Zhenglin. The man calmly found a posture, stretched his legs, and sat down. He put her sideways on his lap again, leaning against his chest, holding her quietly, placing his chin on top of Mu Xiyao's head, and rubbing her lightly.

Mu Xiyao was stunned. What is this God unfolding?

After resting for a while, wear it again? What about her people, why is no one passing them on? Also, is this His Royal Highness Zong Zhenglin? Mu Xiyao completely believed it, this man was impaled!

Then should she try it out? Or a fellow? Another thought, don't rush, the matter is very important, I will enter the mansion later, and I will try it slowly, but now I don't think about many things clearly, so I can't act rashly.

Girl, you really think too much~~~

I was still thinking about it, but I heard the mellow voice of the man above my head: "Why are you in a daze?"

Only then did Mu Xiyao remember that she hadn't saluted and greeted her, and she struggled to get up.

"Don't move, just wait for a while." Zong Zhenglin ordered in a deep voice, and the hands around Mu Xiyao's waist remained motionless.

Mu Xiyao gradually relaxed, and only said softly: "Your Highness."

"Um."

"Why is Your Highness here?" Actually, what she wanted to ask was, why did you come here when you have nothing to do?

"By the way." Mu Xiyao loses her temper, what way can she go to the mountains?

After a moment of silence, Zong Zhenglin spoke first: "Why Xi Yao?"

"Um?"

"Is there a reason for your name Xi Yao?"

"'Play in Zhitian in the morning, drink in Yaochi in the evening'."

"En." Zong Zhenglin rubbed his chin on the top of her head, then went down, and simply put his head on one shoulder beside her neck.

"It smells good."

Mu Xiyao really petrified this time, this is molesting, right? The body also stiffened slightly.

Zong Zhenglin felt that the woman in his arms was resisting, so he gently stroked her back with one hand.

Mu Xiyao understood, this is smoothing her hair...

"Has Your Highness ever had a pet?"

"Never. But when I was young, there was a little Beijing dog in my mother's palace, and I played with it for a while." The tone was a bit regretful.

really.

"His Royal Highness likes it?"

Zong Zhenglin raised his head slightly and stared at her with a smile in his eyes: "I like rabbits more."

Mu Xiyao didn't understand what was going on, so she nodded, and said, "Well, round fat rabbits are very cute."

Zong Zhenglin actually smiled slightly, and his shoulders trembled slightly.

The two stopped talking and just hugged each other quietly. Zongzheng Lin looked at the large forest outside the pavilion, the top of the tree was covered with mist, and felt that just holding the woman in his arms like this, his heart was at peace that he had never felt before.

Mu Xiyao directly leaned herself into Zong Zhenglin's arms and fell asleep comfortably. Zong Zhenglin signaled Wei Zhen to take the cloak, and then covered her carefully. The two of them passed the afternoon in silence.

When Mu Xiyao was gently awakened by Zong Zhenglin, she realized that it was Shen Shi. The two packed up and took their own people back. Arriving at the gate of Zhaojue Temple, Xi Yao was sent to the carriage by Zong Zhenglin, and was about to say goodbye, but saw the man flipping up his robes, boarding the carriage, and took her into the carriage.

As Mu Xiyao, whose lifelong career goal is to be a concubine, of course she would not pretend to evade it, so she followed his will and was hugged in her arms again. Leaning softly, um, this embrace is really nice. It is firm and has a very fresh taste, with a faint aroma of black bamboo.

"Your Highness?"

"Um."

"Is there elephant guts in Your Highness's mansion?" Mu Xiyao raised her head, her swarthy eyes were just looking at Zong Zhenglin, sparkling inside.

Seeing the woman's extremely delicate face in front of him, Zong Zhenglin raised his hand and gently stroked her cheek as he wished, "There is no plant in the mansion. If you want it, you can just get it from the palace."

"Okay." Mu Xiyao's face was blushing slightly, and her eyes were also wet, which was very attractive.

Zong Zhenglin stared at her pink and moist lips, forced himself to resist the urge to lean over and kiss her, and only hugged her tighter, closing his eyes to calm his somewhat disordered breathing. The fragrance from the woman's body is very sweet, but not greasy, and has a warm taste.

"Is there any incense?"

"Well, 'Ting Zhi' from the fragrance shop." Mu Xiyao lowered her eyelashes to cover her expression. Did you find out so quickly?

Zong Zhenglin hugged her, closed his eyes and meditated, and occasionally rubbed his head against the hairline, his movements were very gentle.

After getting off the carriage, Mu Xiyao respectfully saluted Zong Zhenglin, "Thank you Your Highness, please be careful on the road, Your Highness."

Watching Zong Zhenglin ride his horse away, he took everyone back to the courtyard. Mo Lan Huilan squinted at Mu Xiyao all the way, making Mu Xiyao laugh. Nanny Gu has not recovered yet, is that His Highness the Sixth Highness? Why is His Royal Highness so, um, familiar with Miss? It still looks very close. Does this mean we met before marriage? This is a good thing, I have to tell my wife.

Zong Zhenglin took Wei Zhen back to the mansion, and just after taking a breath, he called the chief steward Tian Fushan to see him. Tian Fushan saw that the master was in a hurry to recruit, so he hurried into the house and waited for orders. I don't want to, but Zong Zhenglin said to let him go to the fragrance shop to buy "Tingzhi" tomorrow, and then go to the palace to get more courage, take more and put them in the Danruo Garden in the back house.

"Ting Zhi", what is that? Dan Ruoyuan? Is it the very spacious garden with gazebos and waterside pavilions that His Highness specially ordered to clean up? The garden is extremely beautiful, next to the main house is a wattle tree, in spring, there are colorful fallen flowers, and even the air has a faint fragrance. Behind the house there is a black bamboo grove that was transplanted under His Royal Highness's order. It should be very cool in midsummer. Now I have to move the elephant guts in again.

Thinking about it this way, Tian Fushan felt more and more that this garden was probably prepared for a certain master who was about to enter the mansion. I just don't know which master has such a blessing. Before the person enters the mansion, His Highness has spent all his time thinking, doesn't it mean that he is willing to get close? The more Tian Fushan thought about it, the happier he was, and he went to work with a big smile on his face.

The next day, Zong Zhenglin took the incense and sniffed it at the end of his nose. I just feel that it is elegant and refreshing, but it is not the same as Mu Xiyao's. Mu Xiyao's taste is sweeter and milder, with a warm aura that is endearing. I just thought of this, but unexpectedly my body throbbed, and I quickly straightened my sitting position, with the expression on my face unchanged.

"This is 'Ting Zhi'?"

Seeing Tian Fushan's affirmative nod, he frowned. Not this taste. Thinking about it again, could it be... Zong Zhenglin's suppressed thoughts began to toss again. He could only wave his hands to let Tian Fushan back down, and he calmed down slowly.

This is the first time when you think of her, you can't help but want to get close to her? Especially at night, it is even more unbearable. Zong Zhenglin has not been close to women for more than half a year, and almost all of his few desires are related to her. Even when I am relieved, my mind is full of her image.

His Highness the Sixth Highness felt that there was still more than a month before Mu Xiyao could be accepted into the mansion, it was too long...