The Beloved Imperial Consort

Mu Xiyao followed Zong Zhenglin, tugged at his skirt, and kept yelling that she wanted to know the details of Qi's provocation against Zong Zhenglin.

Zong Zhenglin walked in front, without squinting, with his lips tightly pursed. Just very annoyed.

"Your Highness~~" Mu Xiyao rolled her eyes and suppressed a smile, showing a very hardworking expression.

Zong Zhenglin heard that Mu Xiyao only called out, but there was no sound. It was completely different from the noise just now, so he turned his head and saw the little woman with a strange expression, secretly looking at him.

Stopping in his tracks, Zong Zhenglin glanced at the gazebo in front of him, and then turned around with Mu Xiyao.

"Go ahead. You don't have to suffocate yourself."

Mu Xiyao sat on Zong Zhenglin's body, put her arms around his neck, took a breath, and carefully raised her head to test. "Your Highness, you...are you drugged?" After speaking, he quickly covered his eyes with his hands, and looked at Zong Zhenglin's reaction through his fingers.

Sure enough, Zong Zhenglin instantly pulled down his handsome face, pulled down her little hand angrily, and glared at her with fiery eyes.

Mu Xiyao closed her eyes in fright, and hid her head in Zong Zhenglin's arms. I cursed in my heart, the TV series is really accurate. Even if this man was raped by the Qi family, he wasn't the one who took advantage, so why should he be so scary? Hypocritical!

Zong Zhenglin was kept secret by humanity, and was about to get angry, but when he saw Mu Xiyao's pitiful, delicate and weak appearance, and was blocked from speaking, he could only angrily grab her small mouth and slap her. Pack up.

In Mu Xiyao's heart, she cursed that the stinky man had no manners, but on the face she begged for forgiveness obediently, and she was very cooperative.

When Zong Zhenglin was exhausted, he grabbed Mu Xiyao's chin to settle the score, "You are very excited that this palace has been drugged?"

"Heartbroken!" Mu Xiyao immediately became very sad and indignant, clenched her fists with her small hands, expressing her firm opposition to this kind of soft violence.

"This hall is waiting for you to make up for it tonight." Zong Zhenglin then got up and took her back to Danruo Garden, turned his back, with a faint smile in his eyes.

Mu Xiyao had an expression of being struck by lightning, and she let Zong Zhenglin lead her in a daze, feeling extremely sad and indignant in her heart, why should she make up, it's not because of her desire to be dissatisfied! Qi's dead woman, this feud has grown.

After entering the main room, Mu Xiyao couldn't get up, twisting around and humming.

"Another trick?" Zong Zhenglin didn't mind at all, just waiting to clean up her gesture.

Mu Xiyao was aggrieved, and Lao Gao with a small mouth, "Your Highness, you pay, my hand hurts, and my legs are sore!" As she said, she stretched her wrist, shook her calf, and moved closer to Zong Zhenglin. That means, you did it just now.

Zong Zhenglin laughed out loud and reached out to touch her head. The appearance of this living treasure, why is it so recruiting, the more the Sixth Highness looks at it, the more rare it becomes. Look at her pouty little mouth, still pretending to be pitiful, leaning over and kissing again.

Mu Xiyao responded with her eyes closed, but secretly sighed in her heart, this flirting was not easy to act out. It's too much of a test for my sister's performance. It's more exhausting than bickering with those women. It's really tiring.

When Nanny Zhao and the chief steward saw Concubine Mu Shu again, the master was arguing with His Highness with his calves up.

"This side is sour, but that side is much better." Mu Xiyao pointed, and then took another small snack and continued to eat.

"This body is too poor. I wake up very active in the morning." Zong Zhenglin kneaded her gently, dissatisfied that the little woman's body was too weak to withstand his tossing.

When Mu Xiyao heard about this, she immediately acted like a baby, "When I was at home, my mother refused to let me, saying that the posture of my concubine made people laugh."

Zong Zhenglin raised his head and looked at Mu Xiyao's longing expression, and thought for a while, since Mrs. Yu refused to let her, then it must not be the style of a lady, so it's better to be cautious. "Take a look tomorrow, if possible, just do it in the garden."

Mu Xiyao immediately lowered her legs, kissed Zong Zhenglin on the face, and flattered cheerfully, "Your Highness is good at craftsmanship." She stood up and stomped her feet, looking at Zong Zhenglin and praised sweetly, "Thank you, Your Highness, My concubine's legs are healed."

The two chief stewards shook their heads and retreated separately, which is what His Highness is used to. Master Yao is getting more and more comfortable.

In the evening, all courtyards are looking forward to His Highness leaving Danruo Garden, even if he sleeps in the study. In the end, when it was Haishi, they got the news that Danruoyuan had asked for water again, and they were so angry that they each rested unwillingly.

In the inner room of the main room in Dan Ruoyuan, Zong Zhenglin hugged Mu Xiyao, and gently touched her lips, "You don't want other people to sleep with you?"

"Why? The concubine has only been here for a few days, and His Highness is naturally the concubine's. Do they understand the rules?" Mu Xiyao immediately frowned, obviously forgetting that there is a Tang family, and she didn't even meet Zong Zhenglin in private. Pass.

Zong Zhenglin's deep phoenix eyes stared at her vivid little face, "Then work harder."

Mu Xiyao hugged Zong Zhenglin's waist rather unceremoniously, "I must encourage myself!" She raised her head and sucked his chin.

How could Zong Zhenglin let go of this opportunity, hugged someone under him, and leaned over him, "As you wish for now." He greeted the woman with his big hand.

When Mu Xiyao heard him say "For now", she knew that this was a promise in disguise that she would not invite anyone to sleep in the short term. It is very clear in my heart that after all this man is a person with a strong mind and will be the future co-lord of the world. Even if he intends to do it now, he will not break the rules of his ancestors for himself and make Emperor Yuancheng displeased.

But even if it was "temporarily", Mu Xiyao was very satisfied. If she calculated correctly, this "for the time being" could guarantee the birth of her eldest son or daughter. Mu Xiyao thought about it clearly, now she only needs to serve her well and extend the time limit as much as possible.

So the two had another round of neck-to-neck, lingering to death. The scene reflected on the screen in the house is really beautiful.

The next day, Mu Xiyao got up early, and saw that Zong Zhenglin had gone to practice swords, so she hurriedly called Huilan to ask for a "strass" to wear at home. Hui Lan looked at her in embarrassment, "Miss, is your Highness sure?" Mu Xiyao nodded proudly, "Of course, I nodded yesterday. Also, remember to bring my cushion." Then she continued After taking off his clothes and changing them a few times, he went to the open space in the courtyard and took a posture.

When Zong Zhenglin came back from sword practice, he saw Mu Xiyao dressed in aqua blue, which made her skin look like fat. The thin clothes fit perfectly on the woman's enchanting curves. The entire shoulders and arms are exposed, with only two straps hanging on the shoulders. The lower body is not a skirt, just a pair of trousers.

The woman is standing in the courtyard, stretching her arms upwards, stepping on the grass with her little white feet, her toes raised high, her eyes closed, and her breathing even. After a while, one foot was lifted back, the body leaned forward, the upright arm hugged the lower leg raised from behind, the head was tilted back, the lower body of the whole person was completely stretched, standing on one foot, the posture was extremely graceful, like a red bird Spreading her wings, Tingting wants to stand. One eye remained closed, and his breathing was undisturbed.

Zong Zhenglin leaned his back against the peach tree and watched for half an hour, taking in the whole set of movements.

Beauty, dizzying beauty. Every move, every raise of hand, every twist of hip, is completely beautiful. This was the first time that Zong Zhenglin saw Mu Xiyao's quiet beauty, and he caught his attention so domineeringly, without any possibility of breaking free.

At that moment, Mu Xiyao was completely open, as if she had broken free from all shackles, every bit of it, without any pretense or restraint. Tsinghua's demure demeanor is so fascinating.

Zong Zhenglin took a deep breath, and was about to go over, but saw the servant girl laying a cushion, Mu Xiyao stepped on it, and slowly lay down on her body. Then slowly raise your waist, put your upper body on the ground, stretch your arms forward, lift your hips high, and bend your knees. Zong Zhenglin only saw the beginning, and he was on fire all over. The woman's chest, back, and buttocks are all beautiful and soul-stirring. Suddenly his face darkened, he quickly walked a few steps over to pick up the woman and went back to the back room.

"Ah!" Mu Xiyao exclaimed when someone interrupted her morning exercise. After a closer look, it was Zong Zhenglin, and then he let out a sigh, "It's early, Your Highness. I woke up early and didn't see His Highness, so I went about by myself at the door." The little face was flushed with fine beads of sweat, her skin was translucent, and her eyes The water is shining.

Zong Zhenglin didn't say a word, he sat down with someone in his arms and began to take off his clothes.

"Your Highness, it's daytime, and you still have to run errands." Mu Xiyao didn't know what kind of wind Zong Zhenglin was having so early in the morning, so she could only tug hard and not let go.

"Shut up today. Be good, let go." Zong Zhenglin was inadvertently provoked by Mu Xiyao, and impatiently tore off his clothes.

"Your Highness, don't. The concubine hasn't eaten yet." Mu Xiyao struggled desperately, but refused. You were tortured until you passed out last night, and you're still here this morning? Don't even kill them.

"Be obedient, you recruited this." After speaking, he was not polite, and immediately arrested the person.

Where Mu Xiyao could resist, she could only let Zong Zhenglin get her hands.

After half an hour, the clouds cleared and the rain stopped. Mu Xiyao was already unable to get up, and could only lie in Zong Zhenglin's arms, gasping for breath.

"Concubine... When did this concubine provoke His Highness?" Mu Xiyao wanted to find out why she recruited this stinky man.

"The clothes are already like this, so why raise your hips and bend over?" Zong Zhenglin thought about it, very satisfied.

"Lift your hips and lean over"? Mu Xiyao thought for a while, and finally understood what this guy was referring to. This is simply outrageous! rogue! Such a healthy yoga, this man actually interpreted it as seduction? Mu Xiyao was so angry that she opened her mouth and bit it.