The Beloved Imperial Consort

Mu Xiyao was taken by Zong Zhenglin, and she was taken aback before entering the room. What's the big fight? Well, don't worry about this woman. She didn't understand at all the anxious and uneasy heart that was eager to fight for favor.

Without hearing His Highness's call, everyone could only kneel and squat obediently. Qi's legs were a little numb.

Looking down at the man in the lake blue robe, followed by the water green floor-length skirt, he knew in his heart that Mrs. Namu had arrived with His Highness. Sure enough, when they shouted, everyone looked up and saw Concubine Mu Shu sitting next to His Highness.

I saw that the woman was very beautiful, she was not very old, about fourteen or fifteen years old, although her complexion was not magnificent, her facial features were very delicate. The skin is white and delicate, and the body is uneven. What's even better is a pair of beautiful eyes, sparkling with water and spirit, very attractive. The clothes are simple and refreshing, revealing a sense of elegance. There was no aggressive arrogance in the gaze that looked over, only slight curiosity.

Everyone is unavoidably jealous. With such an appearance, it's no wonder His Highness was fascinated by this vixen. However, Israel's servants will not last long after all. In my heart, I looked down on Mu Xiyao a little bit.

Zong Zhenglin took the teacup and took a sip of the tea slowly before everyone took their seats.

Zong Zhenglin's demeanor returned to his usual solemnity, indifferent and distant.

Tang shi was a little embarrassed at this moment. His Highness had already led Mu shi to sit down on the first two chairs. And he is also a concubine like Mu's, so there is no reason for him to sit at the head of her. If he sat down like this today, it would be admitting that he was shorter than her for no reason. If I want to earn back my face in the future, I'm afraid it will be difficult.

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Zong Zhenglin calling Tian Fushan. The chief steward understood and quickly added a seat on the other side of His Highness.

Tang Yiru was ecstatic, it seemed that His Highness was not partial to the end. Still took care of his own face. He quickly thanked him and sat down dignifiedly.

Mu Xiyao was not at all surprised by Zong Zhenglin's actions. How could it be possible for a man who can ascend to the throne of God in the future not to have such a bearing. What's more, Zong Zhenglin has always been kind to women who follow the rules. Although he is special to himself now and has developed some friendship, it is far from the point where he must be Qing. Therefore, it is better to firmly grasp the favor, and it is reliable to give birth to an heir.

The first four girls saw that His Highness gave Concubine Tang Shu face, and the gloating towards Tang's misfortune was completely gone in their hearts. After all, if it is a concubine, even if Mu's family is not favored, His Highness will not allow the backyard to mess up the rules.

Because Kong and Wu entered the door early, they took the first positions on both sides of the head, followed by Zhang and Qi.

Everyone came over in order to salute the two concubines, handed over the needlework they made by themselves, and received the concubine's reward in return. Mu Xiyao quietly looked at these women, compared them one by one with the ones in her memory, and felt that there was no difference. Except that Qi's face was pale and his body was weaker, as if he was sick?

Mu Xiyao kindly asked some polite words. "Is Mrs. Qi ill? Have you asked the imperial doctor to see it?"

Everyone in the know quieted down instantly, lowered their brows and lowered their eyes, and Qi's face flushed even more. Except for Mu Xiyao and Tang shi who didn't know about that matter, everyone else here watched the ceremony.

Although Tang Yiru could also see that something was wrong with the Qi family, he was smart enough not to speak. Seeing Mu Xiyao mentioning it now, she thought she was two years younger and acted recklessly. Without investigating the situation in the mansion carefully, he opened his mouth rashly.

Mu Xiyao didn't have these worries, and when she saw everyone's reaction, she knew there was something tricky about it. He just stared at Na Qi with wide eyes, and he had to ask to understand what he meant.

Seeing that Mu Shi is so unforgiving, Mrs. Qi thought that she came here specifically to make her feel uncomfortable. Since His Highness was still in the hall, he couldn't lose his composure, so he had no choice but to reply with a stiff face, "Concubine Xie Shu is concerned, she has seen the imperial doctor, and there is no serious problem." But her heart was bleeding, how could there be no serious problem? No improvement.

Seeing her strange expression, Mu Xiyao was about to continue to interrogate her, but found that Zong Zhenglin's expression was not good. Um? ? Is this matter still related to this man?

When Zong Zhenglin saw Qi Shi, he remembered the grievance that night, and the fire in his heart burst out. Unexpectedly, Mu Xiyao asked about this by coincidence. Zong Zhenglin absolutely didn't want her to know about drugging. How can such a shameless thing be known by the little woman? Sitting with a cold face without saying a word, he only looked at Qi Shi with a violent and cold expression.

The Qi family was taken aback by Zong Zhenglin's sudden anger, flinched, and immediately lowered his head. Seeing this scene, Mu Xiyao was overjoyed. Yo, where is this sung? It seems very interesting, go back and ask.

"It's good that I'm fine, I'll take good care of myself. Let the waiter take care of me." He stopped asking.

Seeing Mu Xiyao finish her question, Tang Yiru turned her head to discuss with her with a smile, "Now Your Highness's backyard is gradually getting lively. Sister, how can we set up rules so that people in each courtyard also have their own rules?"

After hearing Tang's words, Zong Zhenglin stroked the teacup with his thumb back and forth, his phoenix eyes were lowered, with a deep expression in his pupils. Tang shi was smart, but he wasn't calm enough after all. The little girl will definitely stretch out her paws and make a fuss later.

Mu Xiyao didn't like going around in circles, so she put down the teacup straightforwardly, "My sister doesn't behave well, so I just talk about it."

Tang shi was choked by her directness, and was stunned, not knowing how to speak.

Just as she was in embarrassment, she heard Mu Xiyao say again, "But my sister thinks that there is no need to greet you in the morning, it's too troublesome." She looked very considerate and reasonable.

Zong Zhenglin laughed secretly in his heart, obviously because he was too sleepy and couldn't get up, now it was her generosity.

Tang Yiru was about to speak, but Mu Xiyao preempted her again. "As for serving the bed, each depends on his ability. Those who are favored will try their best to serve, and those who are not favored will continue to work hard." He took the teacup and signaled that he had finished speaking.

Now the four concubines don't look good. If you want to be favored, can you wait until you enter the door before continuing to work hard? Isn't this obviously empty talk? But now you are the only one in the backyard who has won His Highness's favor, and Tang's can occupy a star and a half because of his status. Isn't this just trying to dominate?

Tang Yiru, who sat at the top, was also dissatisfied. What is the rule here. It would be out of etiquette if I ask you to excuse me, and I don't even know how to arrange sleeping. So "each according to his ability" sounds awkward. Is this the prostitute from the brothel Chuguan soliciting customers, or is it the aunt from a small family who lures men into the house? He frowned, displeased.

Zong Zhenglin was secretly happy when he listened to the little woman at first, but he couldn't be happier when he heard her straightforward "rules". If it was true as this woman said "each according to his ability", Zong Zhenglin thought about the scene, would he still have a quiet time? I'm afraid that the whole backyard will only be full of smog, and you will meet enchanting women in every corner you go.

Zong Zhenglin looked around with a solemn expression, his tone was as cold as ever. "Be cautious in your words and deeds, and keep your duty."

After hearing His Highness's words, everyone knew that there was no conclusion today. I can only answer honestly.

Mu Xiyao took advantage of the time when the others bowed their heads in response to "Yes", looked in Qi's direction, tilted her head towards Zong Zhenglin, her face was full of calculations.

Zongzheng Linjun's face suddenly turned black, and he ordered Qi to go back and continue to restrain his feet, and punished him by copying the "Girls' Regulations" a hundred times.

The Qi family was reprimanded again by Zong Zhenglin in front of everyone, his face was dull, and he resented that Mu Xiyao brought up the old matter again, which made the old account that His Highness had forgotten was brought out again. Thinking that it would only be more difficult for him to go back, he wished he could step forward and tear that bitch apart.

After the matter here, Zong Zhenglin stood up first, held Mu Xiyao's little hand, warned her not to mess around, and led the people away. The remaining women from each courtyard could only watch His Highness take Mu Shi away, feeling astringent and uncomfortable in their hearts.