The Beloved Imperial Consort

Mu Xiyao also expected that it was the time when Zong Zhenglin came to Qingzhou. Zong Zhenglin didn't arrive after the New Year's Eve, but two days earlier, and made a special trip to Qingzhou to visit the Fifth Dynasty in regular clothes. Mu Xiyao was very curious, wondering if there would be such elegant things as visiting the thatched cottage three times.

As a result, in the afternoon of the second day, Mu Xiyao received a farewell letter from Fifth Yuying, saying that she would go home with Fifth Dynasty and end her trip to visit friends. In this way, Mu Xiyao concluded that this matter is probably done. After returning home in the fifth dynasty, the arrangements will be made, and the next time I receive a letter, it should be sent from the capital.

The New Year's Eve is approaching, and Mu Xiyao attaches great importance to this family reunion. Without him, this should be Mu Xiyao's last reunion at her mother's house. What awaits her afterwards will be the imperial edict issued by Emperor Yuan Cheng, which will be delivered soon.

Therefore, when Mu Jinzhi finally rushed back to Zhizhou Mansion on New Year's Eve, what he received was Mu Xiyao's warmer welcome and greeting than before. It made him feel like he was going up and down, afraid that something would happen to Mu Xiyao, or that he would be blamed again?

The family spent a peaceful and beautiful year, and Mu Xiyao reluctantly sent Mu Jinzhi out of the house. Looking at the young man in front of him in high spirits, he mounted the horse gracefully, turned around and left himself with a hearty and warm smile, and rode away.

Mu Xiyao's eyes didn't feel wet, but she suppressed her emotions and turned back to the backyard. There is not much time left, and there are too many things that need to be prepared by her.

Sitting by the window on the second floor of Juxian Building, looking at the bustling scene of people coming and going on the street, Zong Zhenglin suddenly remembered that late autumn last year, that warm and sweet female voice that has never been forgotten. Also, that little white hand that lowered the car curtain.

This night, His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince, the most upright and serious prince of the Wei Dynasty, fell into embarrassment for the first time. The little hand in the dream comforted the woman who couldn't see her face clearly, and she chanted sweetly, softly and delicately, one after another, which actually made him release the desire he had accumulated for a long time in his dream. Woke up early in the morning with a vague impression. Zong Zhenglin looked ugly, sat up and pulled the quilt away, and sure enough, it was a mess.

Wei Zhen knocked on the door, "Your Highness, are you awake?"

"Send a bucket of hot water in immediately, and then leave." Zong Zhenglin ordered in a deep voice.

After some grooming and cleaning, she remained expressionless and sat on the bed in a daze. At this moment, His Royal Highness Sixth Highness cannot express his emotions.

Zong Zhenglin, who has always been indifferent and well mannered, has ever been so embarrassed? Besides, this is the second time that for no reason, an image of that woman flashed in my mind. Slim and graceful figure, white slender hands, gentle voice. The more he thought about it, the worse his complexion became. Zong Zhenglin didn't think he valued women, and the two concubines in the backyard couldn't arouse his desire at all. Every time I face them, I am very reluctant.

So far, what is going on? It's simply an offense for me to have such dirty thoughts about a woman I've never met before. Zong Zhenglin was very restless.

Finally, when His Royal Highness opened the door and came out, Wei Zhen looked up at the sky, it was already time. Usually, His Highness would get up at Maoshi, boxing and practicing sword in the yard. Why did you even miss your morning exercise today for the first time? You know, the sixth prince, Zong Zhenglin, started to stand up and fight since he was four years old, and then he started to learn swords. Practice every day, never stop. Even if it rains and snows, he never slacks off in the practice room.

Your Highness got up early, but called for water, could it be... that's not right, it wouldn't take so long. Wei Zhen felt that His Highness has become more and more weird recently. In addition to the previous sigh, this is the second time the master is abnormal.

Looking at it again, Wei Zhen was shocked. Just now I was only concerned with estimating the time, and was also distracted to think about the abnormal behavior of His Highness. Only now did I notice that the whole body of the person in front of him was icy cold, revealing a strong sense of staying away from others. what happened? It's only been one night, why is everything different? When he went to bed last night, His Highness was obviously fine.

Ren Weizhen broke his head, and it was absolutely hard to imagine that all the reasons were just a erotic dream of His Highness the Sixth Highness.

Mu Xiyao had a very good time during this period. Although he was reluctant to part with this courtyard, he was reluctant to leave home, and he felt melancholy in the dead of night, but it was a kind of comfort to be able to go out more to see the world and breathe the air of this dynasty freely before the imperial decree was issued.

The Great Wei Dynasty was a relatively enlightened dynasty, and women were not forbidden to read and write. Although it has not progressed to the point where women's schools are set up and everyone can enter the school to receive education, there are libraries that are open to the public. There is a library in every state city, where all school students, well-known scholars, and young ladies from aristocratic families can borrow or copy books.

Mu Xiyao visits the academy several times a month. Although there are a lot of books in the family, they are all subsets of classics and history, policy theory, river management, and agricultural and business affairs. Mu Xiyao is in the Zhoucheng Academy, but she can borrow more travel notes, miscellaneous notes, biographies, and even some scripts, dramas, or books on strange skills. All these made Mu Xiyao very happy.

Today, when I have free time, I slowly read Yuzhou travel notes in the library. Looking at the customs and customs of Qingzhou, which is very different from Qingzhou, Mu Xiyao was yearning for it. He was concentrating on the customs of snatching marriages in Yuzhou, watching with relish, but was reminded by Mo Lan behind him that it was time to return home. Mu Xiyao was reluctant to close the books, and carefully smoothed the corners, then got up and came to the bookshelf, raised her hand to put the books back in place.

"Miss, you are the person Mo Lan has ever met who loves books the most."

"It's a pity that there are so many good books and there is not enough time, what a pity." Mu Xiyao shook her head with a smile, feeling that time passed too quickly.

"In a few days, Mo Lan will accompany Miss to the library."

Mu Xiyao was slightly startled, she smiled without saying a word. It is not that there is not enough time today, but that in the future, it will be difficult to freely enter and exit the library like now. As Mu Xiyao thought about it, her expression became a little gloomy.

"Go back." Taking Mo Lan with light steps, he walked out. Unexpectedly, a few steps away from the gate of the library, a scholar dressed as a young man suddenly came over and saluted. Then he stood still and looked up at her nervously.

Mu Xiyao looked at the person inexplicably, but she didn't know him. Looking sideways at Mo Lan again, Mo Lan was also confused and shook her head slightly.

The scholar also seemed to be quite uncomfortable, his complexion became more and more red, he suddenly took a deep breath, and said to Mu Xiyao seriously: "It is really wrong to bother Miss. But", his voice was a little unsteady, but he was brave enough to stabilize Breath, "I have admired Miss for a long time. Every time Miss comes to the library, I sit across the table from Miss." After that, I was speechless and stood still, with my hands trembling slightly by my side.

Mu Xiyao was startled, it was beyond her expectation. Mo Lan stared, looking back at her young lady in panic, not knowing how to respond. In Dawei, unmarried women were not forbidden to go out and make friends, so occasionally bold people expressed their love for the woman they liked.

The problem is, this is a library, and it's in plain sight. Mu Xiyao has a weird expression, is this an ancient library romance?

Mo Lan's eyes were red with anxiety, why was she a dandy last time, but a scholar this time? Although they behaved completely differently, they were both abrupt and rude. What should I do if I let my wife know?

It was Mu Xiyao who recovered first. He didn't talk to the scholar directly, but turned around and asked Mo Lan, "Who is this young master?" Without Mo Lan answering, he suddenly realized, and said to the scholar, "Mr. Zhang is well. Or what I said last time?" It’s not clear enough. It’s my fault. However, I don’t have any other thoughts about you, Young Master.” After finishing speaking, he saluted with a little apology, and took Mo Lan away.

Mo Lan wondered in confusion, what kind of Mr. Zhang, and last time? Last time, could it be...so that was the case, the lady did it on purpose, but she told the scholar tactfully that even for a person like him, the lady might not have paid attention to it. I can't accept his kindness.

Mo Lan figured out the reason, and her heart lightened. The scholar stood there in a daze, and it took him a long time to wake up, but he was greatly shocked and his face was slumped.

"I'm not that Mr. Zhang..." Then he lost his mind and stumbled out of the door.

Another was in a worse mood. Zong Zhenglin stood stiffly behind the bookshelf, and the expression on his cold and handsome face could no longer be described as ugly.

He was flipping through the first volume of "Shan Shui Jing", and planned to change to the second volume to continue reading. But he didn't want to see a woman's figure passing by as soon as he looked up, as if he had known him before, but there were subtle differences.

This is because Mu Xiyao has grown taller, and today's clothes are simple and elegant, not the same as before. It's not easy for Zong Zhenglin to see the resemblance at a glance. Then I heard the soft and waxy tone of the woman and the scholar answering. Zong Zhenglin was shocked for a moment.

is her! His Royal Highness, the Sixth Prince of the Wei Dynasty, actually felt guilty of being a thief. Zong Zhenglin couldn't move even half a step until the back figure disappeared completely.

What happened that morning made him feel ashamed and unable to speak at all. This was the first time Zong Zhenglin felt ashamed to see others. But now he feels depressed and uncomfortable again. Zong Zhenglin couldn't figure out why this feeling came from, but he knew that the young master in her mouth, and the scholar who appealed to him face to face, made him very unhappy, and his heart was very blocked. restless.

Wei Zhen was unlucky again. His Highness was so cold when he came out of the library. He had only walked a few steps, but stopped suddenly, and after only a moment, his face turned completely dark, and he quickened his pace again, without speaking a word the whole time. Zhang Jun's face was even more tense on the road, and even his steps were heavier than usual. Ye Kai, the long follower beside Wei Zhen, looked at the situation honestly and followed closely behind.

After Zong Zhenglin returned to the other courtyard, he immediately ordered to leave tomorrow and return to Beijing ahead of schedule.

In Qingzhou, being too close to that woman, Zong Zhenglin felt that he could easily lose his sense of proportion. The sudden stop just now was because I suddenly wanted to understand the scene of the conversation between the woman and the scholar just now, and the reaction of the maid at the beginning. If he guessed correctly, it should be the little trick played by the woman, but she was naughty.

But whether she is naughty or not, what does it matter to me? Why is it that I was depressed and depressed just now, but now I am slowly calming down? Thinking about it this way, he felt that the woman disturbed his mood, it was really hateful. It made him even more concerned, but it was because of a woman that he would mess up his position, wouldn't it be absurd?