The Beloved Imperial Consort

During Mu Xiyao's confinement period, Zong Zhenglin returned to the barracks to train soldiers for a month, and then returned to Beijing to report on his duties and took over the Gyeonggi Military Construction Department. So far, the sixth prince Zong Zhenglin has laid the foundation in the Ministry of War, paving the way for the upcoming battle in Mobei.

By the time Zong Zhenglin stepped into Danruoyuan again, Chengqing had already passed the full moon and eight days.

The little guy's face is fully grown, he is quite strong, and his little arms and legs are dancing happily. Embracing Chengqing from Mu Xiyao's arms, Zong Zhenglin carefully looked at his son's dark phoenix eyes, which looked more and more like him. Patting his little butt, the little guy stretched out his hand to pull a strand of Zongzheng Lin's hair from the sideburns, and swayed it to his mouth.

Mu Xiyao went over to pick him up, loosened Zong Zhenglin's hair, supported Cheng Qing with one hand, and patted him with the other, coaxing him to sleep.

Children always sleep a lot, and lose energy after a while, put their hands on their mouths, close their mouths slightly, and fall asleep. Mu Xiyao handed Chengqing to the nanny, and then turned around to serve Zongzheng Lin with vegetables.

After the two had dinner, Zong Zhenglin held Mu Xiyao's little hand and sat on the soft couch in front of the window, hugged her waist, and slowly stroked her loose long hair.

"People will enter the mansion in two days." Zong Zhenglin explained very casually.

"Enter?" Mu Xiyao immediately understood.

Zong Zhenglin would take the initiative to propose someone? Could it be that he fell in love with some strange woman? In his previous life, Emperor Jian'an was still standing still in front of all kinds of peerless and enchanting people.

Zong Zhenglin looked at the little girl in a daze, and nodded her forehead, "There's no need to guess. It's a dancer sent by my brother."

Eldest Prince Zongzheng Chun took the opportunity of welcoming Zongzheng Lin yesterday, and forced two beautiful dancers to come over, saying it was just for fun. Zongzhenglin didn't know that Zongzhengchun's plan was to put some nails, it would be better if it could disturb his backyard.

Zong Zhenglin refused rather coldly, and later when everyone booed, Zong Zhenglin realized that it was too much limelight in recent days, which caused public anger. He lowered his eyes for a moment, nodded in agreement, and looked at the eldest prince to thank him politely. It's not enough for outsiders to know what plans to make in their hearts.

Telling Mu Xiyao at this time is also to let her know the background of these women and know it well.

Mu Xiyao was already smart, and only a big-headed and ignorant prince like the First Prince would be able to sneer at the fact that men give each other beautiful girls and make people mess up the backyard.

"Hi, dancer, my concubine likes it the most - enjoy the dance and see the flowers." Zong Zhenglin's index finger twitched wildly at the bewitching and alluring eyes.

After catching someone in the study room, before returning to the main room, he put Mu Xiyao on the desk and made out with each other. Zong Zhenglin waited for Mu Xiyao's confinement to run out of patience, so naturally he would not let her off easily.

The two rolled in the study until midnight. Thanks to Mu Xiyao, who saw the situation was not good, begged hard, and promised many benefits, Zong Zhenglin reluctantly withdrew his troops, hugged someone to take a bath and went to bed.

The next day, the two elegantly dressed and slim women were brought by the chief steward to visit the side concubines and the masters in the backyard in Danruo Garden.

Looking at the people kneeling below, not only did they not have the slightest air of fireworks, but the rules were also very good.

He acts with restraint and replies with humility, which is completely different from the flamboyant behavior that Mu Xiyao had expected. Listening to the registration, she is also the elegant Yuning Yuyan.

Concubine Mu is very displeased with Red Peony's insistence on pretending to be a white lotus. When you are a pity, you should go for the famous flower of the country. How can you be so half-hearted and not doing your job properly?

Tang Yiru and the rest of the women also had unkind eyes. They are not giving away some dancers, and they are clearly here to climb the bed. A fierce light flashed in Xiao Tang's almond eyes, and it was obvious that he hated the two of them very much.

Mu Xiyao sat on the head and looked at the demeanor of the two of them, so, a mere dancer, compared to the prince's concubine. It's not obvious that they are here to grab the territory and seduce men?

The first prince, that rough man, can actually pick one out of a hundred, and he has trained such two good colors, it's really hard for him to work hard and sacrifice himself for others.

Mu Xiyao understood it and didn't take it seriously. To deal with this kind of backyard way, she really does her part.

When the woman raised her golden crystal armor, she pointed at the jade and jade, and when she opened her mouth, everyone in the room was dumbfounded.

"As a dancer, with such virtue, how can she seduce people?"

Mu Xiyao's beautiful eyes slanted, and her tone was full of disgust, "How can you make a man interesting when you are so dull and incomprehensible?" Looking at the two people below, Concubine Mu repeatedly shook her head, her mouth humming , his expression was full of contempt.

Seeing the stunned stunned look of the two, Mu Xiyao raised her fingertips and drew from a distance.

"The eyes are not charming enough, the body is not graceful enough, and the clothes are not naked enough. All the fragrant shoulders and willow waist have to be exposed. From now on, it's better to choose some gauze skirts that are half-covered and half-revealed. "

Mu Xiyao didn't care about other people staring at her like a ghost, she leaned forward slightly, squinted her eyes and looked carefully for a moment, then Juanpa flicked her hand and sneered.

"Being a dancer is so noble, how does this make a man do it? Go back and look at the mirror carefully. When can you see a goblin at a glance, and when will you come up to dance for His Highness to add to the fun."

After speaking, he called the chief steward who was standing on the side with his head down, and gave up the yard for the two to "reform evil and return to righteousness". He also bluntly said that if you don't make progress, you have to study hard and practice hard, don't just worry about "disgraceful" in front of His Highness.

The women in the room were embarrassed by the concubine's unrestrained words. Could it be that in private, Concubine Mu's tone is like this, which made His Highness only spoil her?

And the dancer girl, although the houses are nothing more than a plaything, she is not as serious as the side concubine said. How come the words come out of the side concubine's mouth, and this dancer is no less than the lowly bastard in the Goulan courtyard?

Seeing Tian Fushan bring the blue-faced person down, Mu Xiyao became a talkative and reasonable side concubine master again. Where is the sharpness just now?

"There must be rules in this mansion. Otherwise, if people misunderstand these fun things as His Royal Highness's back house, it will lose face."

When Mu Xiyao said this, many people murmured in their hearts: The most unruly person in this mansion is probably the one who scolded this person.

Mu Xiyao has no time to care about other people's thoughts, she is proud of the eldest prince's stupid trick in her heart.

Relying on your status as the eldest brother, you sent two dirty things in to your younger brother's courtyard, why don't you kick her, Mu Xiyao, for kicking him?

Now everyone in the palace knows that she, Mu Fangfei, is the concubine of His Royal Highness the Sixth Highness, and it is not unusual to play tricks on someone or something.

As a woman, it is a skill to be able to play with one's temper and to be able to eat.

Mu Xiyao savored Molan's newly made scented tea carefully, and leaned lazily on the back of the chair, feeling very comfortable.

Looking at the side concubine's increasingly charming face, all the women under the seat felt sad and uncomfortable.

I also saw that she looked like a different person today, her words were bitter and merciless. I just feel that this Concubine Mu is not easy to provoke, maybe she is all pretending on weekdays, but today she showed her true colors for the sake of solid favor.

But thinking of those two dancers' pale as paper complexions and their expressions of shame and indignation, I feel a little relieved in my heart.

This side concubine is really precise in her shots, every word sees blood. Revealing the fig leaf is tantamount to face-to-face humiliation, really sharp.