The Beloved Imperial Consort

Zong Zhenglin saw it for a long while in the same place. He couldn’t help but look forward to it. When he was seen by the defending, he quickly sent out the guards around him. He was only standing outside the pavilion, so as not to open his eyes and stir up his interest.

Zong Zhenglin's footsteps are very light, but Mu Xiyao's senses are even better. Slowly opened his eyes, but he saw the man standing in front of him, staring down at himself.

Before he returned to God, he was picked up by Zong Zhenglin. The man did not panic and found a position, stretched his legs and sat down. Put her side on her lap, leaning against his chest, just holding it quietly, and placing her chin on the top of Mu Xiyao, gently rubbing.

Mu Xiyao was shocked. What is this **** unfolding?

Rest for a while, wear it again? How about her people, no one is passable? Also, is this the Sixth Hall of the Zongzheng Lin? Mu Xiyao completely believed, this man was worn!

Then she wants to test it? Or is it a fellow? Another thought, no hurry, it is a matter of great importance. I entered the government later, and I tried it slowly. Now I don’t want to understand many things and I can’t move.

Girl, you are really, think too much ~~~

Still thinking about it, but listening to the mellow voice of the man above the head: "What do you want to stay?"

Mu Xiyao remembered that he had not asked for an affair, and he struggled to get up.

"Don't move, just wait for a while." Zong Zhenglin's voice was heavy, and the hands of Mu Xiyao's waist were not moving.

Mu Xiyao gradually relaxed, only whispered: "His Royal Highness."

"Ok."

"How is your Highness here?" In fact, what she wants to ask is, are you okay to run?

"Shun the way." Mu Xiyao has no temper, and what way can you go to the mountains?

Silence for a moment, or Zong Zhenglin first said: "Why is it Yao Xi?"

"Ok?"

"Your name, Xi Yao, can you have a reason?"

“‘To play in Shiba, and to drink at Yaochi’.”

"Yeah." Zong Zhenglin used her chin to lick her head and went down. She simply put her head on one side of her neck.

"Good fragrance."

Mu Xiyao is really petrified this time. This is a teasing, isn't it? The body is also slightly stiff.

Zong Zhenglin felt that the woman in her arms had some resistance, and she gently stroked her back with one hand.

Mu Xiyao understood, this is to give himself a hair...

"Can you have a pet before your Highness?"

"No. But when I was young, there was a little Beijing dog in the palace, I had teased for a while." The tone was somewhat regrettable.

really.

"His Royal Highness likes it?"

Zong Zhenglin looked up slightly and stared at her. There was a smile in his eyes: "Like rabbits."

Mu Xiyao did not understand the original reason, nodded and answered: "Well, the round fat rabbit is very cute."

Zong Zhenglin actually smiled slightly and his shoulders were slightly dithered.

The two stopped talking and only stood alone in one place. Zong Zhenglin looked at the large forest outside the pavilion, and the top of the tree was foggy. I felt that I was holding the woman in my arms, and my heart was never quiet.

Mu Xiyao directly leaned on Zong Zhenglin's arms and slept comfortably. Zong Zhenglin signaled that Wei Wei took the cloak and carefully covered her. The two men spent the afternoon quietly.

When Mu Xiyao was gently awakened by Zong Zhenglin, it was discovered that it was a time of application. The two men packed up and each took people back. At the entrance of Zhaojue Temple, Xi Yao was sent to the carriage by Zong Zhenglin. He wanted to say goodbye, but he saw the man’s robes and clothes, and boarded the carriage, and she took her into the carriage.

As a lifelong career goal, Mu Xiyao, of course, will not be excused from the situation, and he will follow his will and be held in his arms. Soft leaning, um, this embrace is really good. Very strong, the taste is very fresh, with a touch of scented bamboo.

"His Royal Highness?"

"Ok."

"Can there be a gallbladder in the house of the temple?" Mu Xiyao looked up, and the eyes of the black scorpion looked at Zong Zhenglin, and the inside was sparkling.

Looking at the woman's delicate face to the ultimate face, Zong Zhenglin raised his hand and gently touched her cheek with the heart. "There is no planting in the house. If you want, you can take it from the palace."

"Good." Mu Xiyao's face was faintly blushing, his eyes were wet, and it was very attractive.

Zong Zhenglin watched her pink and moist lips, and strongly urged her to lean over and kiss, only holding her tighter, closing her eyes and calming up some disordered breathing. The scent of the woman's body is very sweet, but not greasy, and has a warm taste.

“Can there be incense?”

"Well, the ‘Ting 芷’ of the fragrant pavilion.” Mu Xiyao lowered his eyelashes and covered his expression. Found so soon?

Zong Zhenglin hugged her, closed her eyes and raised her mind, and her head was occasionally smashed, and the movement was very gentle.

Waiting for the carriage, Mu Xiyao gave a ceremonial ceremony to Zong Zhenglin. "Thank you, Your Royal Highness, please be careful on your way."

Looking at Zong Zhenglin and letting the horse leave, he took the people back to the yard. Molan Lanlan squinted at Mu Xiyao on the way and smiled at Mu Xiyao. Hanging 嬷嬷 is still not returning to God now, is it the Sixth Highness? How is the sixth highness to the lady like this, um, familiar? It still looks very close. Does this mean getting to know before marriage? This is a good thing, I have to tell my wife.

Zong Zhenglin returned to the government with his defending, and he just took a break and called the big manager Tian Fushan to see him. When Tian Fushan saw the master's move, he quickly stepped through the house and waited for instructions. I don't want to, Zong Zhenglin said that he would go to the incense hall to buy "Ting Yu" tomorrow, and then go to the palace to be as daring, and take some more in the back house.

"Ting Yu", what is that? Dan Ruoyuan? Was it the garden that had been specially hoisted by His Royal Highness, and it was a very spacious garden? The garden is very beautiful. There is a peach tree next to the house. In the spring, it is full of colors, and even the air is a faint fragrance. Behind the house, there is the Mozhulin who was ordered to transfer the seeds. It is very cool when I want to come to the summer. Now I have to move in like a gallbladder.

With this in mind, Tian Fushan feels that this garden is probably prepared for a master who is about to enter the government. I just don't know which master has such a blessing. If the person has not yet entered the government, then His Highness will have to pay attention, but is it the intention to be close? Tian Fushan wants to be more and more happy, and goes to the big smile.

On the next day, Zong Zhenglin took the incense and sniffed at the nose. I feel that it is light and refreshing, but it is not the same as the taste of Mu Xiyao. Mu Xiyao's taste is sweeter, more gentle, and has a warm atmosphere that makes people feel pity. I only thought of this, but I was surprised that the body was instigated, and I quickly got a seated posture.

“Is this ‘Ting 芷’?”

Seeing Tian Fushan’s affirmative nod, he frowned. Not this taste. Another thought, is it... Zong Zhenglin’s mourning is tossed again. Only waved to let Tian Fushan retreat, and he slowly calmed down.

This is the first time I think of her, I want to be close to myself? Especially at night, it is even more difficult. Zong Zhenglin has not been close to female color for half a year, and there are not many desires, but she is basically related to her. Even when she is relieved, her brain is also her shadow.

Sixth Highness felt that it would take more than a month to get in the house. It’s been a long time...