The Beloved Imperial Consort

The First Prince's study outside the palace.

Zongzheng Chun was so angry yesterday that Zongzhenglin said "collect the corpse", he drew his sword and chopped down the Jingping in the house, and today he was called to the imperial study by Emperor Yuancheng to reprimand him.

Emperor Yuan Cheng looked at him and said coldly, "How can you be a brother if you do that heretical thing?", which made him feel cold all over.

When I left the palace, I got another news that last night Emperor Yuancheng came to the Imperial Concubine Yuye Palace and stayed for a while before returning. After hearing this, the noble concubine sent people out and sat alone until late at night before resting.

Zongzheng Chun looked at his staff with a violent expression, and spoke in a dark voice.

"Is this the method of the sixth younger brother envoy in this palace?"

The dancer who was sent was one of a kind, a "Thrush" who had been trained for five years. How could it be so bad?

"Your Highness, it is absolutely true that the sixth prince's concubine had a miscarriage. Yesterday, the imperial hospital saw two imperial doctors consecutively." A middle-aged counselor stood up and reported.

"The Sixth Highness will never exchange his own blood for the lives of two women. I doubt it, is it that one?" He pointed to the backyard.

The rest of the people suddenly realized, didn't they? If it is the one who does it, it will not only remove the thorn in the side of the pregnant woman, but also destroy the pawns sent by His Highness to fight for favor.

All of them agreed for a while, saying that the side concubine Mu must be the mastermind.

Zongzhengchun thought of the delicate and soft woman beside Zongzhenglin, could she abolish her "Thrush"?

Looking up again, a decision has been made. Since there is suspicion, it cannot be let go. That woman dared to cause him and the imperial concubine to be rejected by Emperor Yuan Cheng, and even the rarest beauty could make her disappear.

Mu Xiyao was leisurely carrying buns in Danruo Garden, but the backyard has been unusually deserted in recent days.

First, the Zhang family had a miscarriage, then the dancer girl died, and then it was reported that the little Tang family needed to rest for half a month. Plus Kong who was warned by Zong Zhenglin. For a while, the women in the backyard were half useless, no wonder the calm was strange.

Xiao Baozi is very lively now, only a few days away from turning three months, he tried to turn over, and the time of playing around was getting longer and longer. He loves to cling to his own father the most, and especially likes to pull Zong Zhenglin's temple hair or be held up by him.

Mu Xiyao often sits quietly, watching Ren Lai Crazy's son interacting with the patient Zong Zheng Lin, and looking around, it's quite warm. It's a pity that the time is not right, otherwise it would be considered perfect.

"Your Highness," Concubine Mu moved lightly with lotus steps, took Zong Zhenglin's son whose eyes were rolling with excitement, and called the mother to come in and take Chengqing down. Little Baozi has been sleeping badly lately, he has to be coaxed to close his eyes.

He stretched out his hand to smooth Zong Zhenglin's shirt which was wrinkled by Cheng Qing, before continuing to speak.

"I heard that there will be a Lantern Festival in the West Lake during the Qiqiao Festival a few days ago, maybe we will go together?" Mu Xiyao remembered that the benefits that Zong Zhenglin had promised her had not yet been fulfilled.

Zong Zhenglin looked at her standing in front of her chest and bowing her head to adjust her clothes. She was gentle and peaceful, and he took someone to lean against her arms, stroking her long hair behind her with his big hands.

"It's time to enter the east, and the barbarians in the northwest are burning, killing and looting more and more wildly. There are many affairs in the military department, and they will return later in the past few days. If you want to go, bring Wei Zhen with you and come back earlier."

Mu Xiyao's eyes flickered, Zong Zhenglin couldn't go? What a great kindness! ! !

After this day, Concubine Mu would often carry the little bun to the palace to pay her respects, Concubine Shu was very satisfied with Concubine Shu's filial piety.

When I saw Chengqing, he was so in love that he couldn't let go, and he was often tired of teasing, so he put it aside to watch him play around.

A roomful of women saw Routuanzi twisting and tossing themselves, laughing uncontrollably. Coupled with the thick winter clothes, the little fat man is even more lovable.

Even Yuan Chengdi happened to meet his grandson's hard-working performance once, and Long Yan was very happy, and he praised Mu Xiyao for taking care of him well, raising the little guy to be strong and energetic.

Mu Xiyao was holding the steamed stuffed bun, wandering around the imperial garden with the fourth prince and concubine, talking about the trip to the lake during the Qiqiao Festival, she was very excited.

"Being a mother, you still escape like this. Your Royal Highness is the only one who favors you, otherwise how could you be so carefree." The fourth prince and concubine shook her head with a chuckle.

Mu Xiyao hugged the steamed stuffed bun, her face was full of complacency, "My family Chengqing said that when his mother goes to play, she has to take him with her."

The fourth prince and concubine looked at Mu Xiyao with a thud, and she was very happy. This girl is too ghostly.

On the day of the begging, Mu Xiyao hugged Chengqing, took Zhao Nanny and Mo Lan, and boarded the carriage of the Prince's Mansion. Wei Zhen took the bodyguards and hidden guards hidden in the crowd, and escorted them all the way to the West Lake.

Mu Xiyao looked at the bun in her arms, the expression in her eyes changed. If it weren't for the uneasy concubine Tang Shu in the mansion, she wouldn't be unable to leave her with her son all the time.

"Mommy, Chengqing needs to entrust you to take good care of her today." Mu Xiyao looked at Zhao Nanny with a solemn expression and ordered.

Zhao Nanny has never had a similar experience, but Mo Lan knows it. But if the master looks like this, something must happen. It was like this when I was in my boudoir, but this time I asked for it specially, it can be seen that there is something strange.

Moreover, what is entrustment? Could it be that what happens later will make the master unable to separate himself? Mo Lan regained her spirits instantly, and was a little more on guard than before.

Mu Xiyao raised the corner of the curtain, looked at the bustling market, her mind was calm. I don't know if that person will make a move? I ruined his good deed, and I took the opportunity to hit him back, which should anger the other party.

In his previous life, he even dared to assassinate the prince, so he shouldn't hesitate to deal with her, a mere backyard girl.

"Mo Lan, remember not to act rashly." Although this Mo Lan is more stable than Hui Lan, she is eager to protect the Lord after all, and she is afraid that bad things will happen if she is impulsive.

When a group of people arrived at the West Lake, both sides of the lake were full of voices and bright lights.

The young women traveled with their companions, and the sons of the aristocratic families even brought their attendants, boarding the boat in twos and threes, pushing cups and changing lamps, with silk and bamboo around their ears.

Mu Xiyao hugged Cheng Qing, who had bright eyes, and got out of the carriage, dancing and dancing with him. Looking at the pure joy on the faces of the children, it makes me feel like some people are so damn in the way.

Slowly boarded the five-story painting boat privately owned by Zong Zhenglin, and was taken aback by the gorgeous decoration as soon as he entered. Who said that His Highness the Sixth Highness does not like extravagance, this boat alone is enough for her, Mu Xiyao, to enjoy for a lifetime.

It seems that the man is also good at making money, much better than her Jiayifang.

Mu Xiyao handed Chengqing to the nanny to hold him, and since there was a brazier in the boat, she untied the little fox fur cloak for him.

Ask Wei Zhen to bring someone to protect Cheng Qing, and stay below him every step of the way. She only took Mo Lan to the top directly, ordered to light the incense and set up the tea set.

"Don't summon me, don't take a step inside." Mu Xiyao lit the small stove, ordered Mo Lan carefully, and waved her back.

In the brightly lit hall, after Mu Xiyao sits in the case, she burns incense and cooks tea alone, which is very elegant. After brewing Longjing well, I took out the teacup, sniffed and sighed lightly.

Standing up and standing in front of the window, looking at the brightly lit lake downstairs, the woman's eyes were picturesque, she didn't turn around, she just greeted lazily.

"It's a coincidence that your Excellency came here. Would you like a drink?"

The jade pendant on his chest is already scorching hot, who knows who is coming?

The two hidden guards hiding on the beam were startled suddenly, and looked at each other in blank dismay. Could it be that the master noticed it? Still in doubt, he saw six men in black clothes flashing across the crossbeam in an instant, all covered in black veils, with vigorous skills, they looked like Lian Jiazi at first glance.

The dark guard was about to rush out of the protector and set off fireworks, but he was blocked by the dagger at the neck and couldn't move. But there are two people watching behind him.

Mu Xiyao didn't panic when she saw that several people appeared neatly. Moved to the front of the piano case and sat down, with a hook of the index finger, the clear sound broke through the air.