The Beloved Imperial Consort

"Merlan, I will remove this jar of wine and take the bamboo leaves that my grandmother loves to drink." Mu Xiyao rushed to hold the jar and stuffed it into the hands of Molan.

Zong Zhenglin was about to stop, but was pulled by Mu Xiyao's sleeves and added a piece of chopped crab meat.

"His Royal Highness tastes it, but this is to keep the kitchen and put it into the steamer." In fact, she wondered if the live crab here is different from what she knew. At this time, it was just to distract Zong Zhenglin.

The crab is steamed, and the Zong Zhenglin's light taste is combined. Mu Xiyao is delicate and delicate, and it only peels off two. Six of His Royal Highness was considerate of her intentions, and it was very clean with an exception.

A crab banquet was used, Mu Xiyao was squatting to bathe, Zong Zhenglin was about to hold people to go behind, but was asked by the Fifth Sui Dynasty to go to the study.

"Merland." Seeing Zong Zhenglin going out, Mu Xiyao immediately called.

"master?"

"The rest of the crabs were made in the kitchen. By the way, a few side dishes were sent to the front yard. Mr. and Gong Xueshi should have not used the rice. When the gentleman left, he put the half of the osmanthus into the pot, and ruined the good things. ""

Poor? Send a drop to send a drop, let you pick another thorn!

Mu Xiyao arranged it properly and comfortably went to the double swallow pool to wash. Only Yu Lan and Zhao Wei face each other. This baby is very tight at first, but now I can’t wait to send it outside? This is the master who did not have the praise of His Royal Highness, is he suffocating?

The Fifth Sui Dynasty and Zong Zhenglin negotiated, especially thanked the side for preparing meals, only to lead Gong Shuyang to leave.

"Sir, please stay." Molan took a few steps, and he was able to catch up with the people at the flower gate. "This is the self-made sweet-scented osmanthus wine that the master and the son confessed to, and specially sent to Mr. Tasting."

The fifth sorrow was amazed. The side squat was the first gift, and it was so awkward. This is new.

Look at the jar, it is very delicate, it shows that the owner has spent a lot of thought. Looking at the opened seal, the fifth squat looked at it and finally smiled. It seems that His Royal Highness is coming today, and his look is soft.

If it is not expected to be wrong... The fifth 佾 is funny.

There is a good intention in the side, but there is a time of miscalculation. Not much to say, please accept it.

"The trouble girl thanked her for her kindness."

Molan even said that he did not dare to politely bid farewell to the Dan Ruoyuan.

"Why is Mr. happy?" After all, Gong Shuyang was not as sophisticated as the fifth dynasty. At this time, certain things were unexpected in any case.

The fifth dynasty lifted the exquisite jars on the hands, and laughed well.

"It’s not a joy, but a feeling." He waved his hand, and the fifth sighed and sighed. "The craftsmanship of the side, I am afraid that there is no blessing to share, regret, regret!"

Molan is the most powerful big man around Mu Xiyao. She saw her grandmother stopped her work on the way, laughing and greeting. Molan's temper is good, so he responded so politely, only passed through the second door, and was stopped by the defending on the road without taking a few steps.

"Wei commander?" Seeing him is also going to Dan Ruoyuan? At this time, is it time to return to the master to errands?

"Murland girl, I didn't expect to meet here, but it was a coincidence. The master told him to take the rest of the jar of wine. When he met the girl here, he also needed to trouble the girl to give Yao a sigh."

The defending turned and walked forward, deliberately slowing down the steps, waiting for Molan to pass. After two steps, I found that no one on the side of the body, doubting and turning around, but found that Molan stopped in the same place, a pair of eyes wide open, so he looked straight at him.

"Girl?" How did you suddenly look at people like this? The defending is confused. On weekdays, there are two big hoes around Yao’s main son, and Molan is more intelligent and steady than Lanlan.

"Wei Daren, Zhu Yeqing in Dan Ruoyuan, isn't it for the front yard?" Molan tried to open his mouth, but he had a bad feeling in his heart. This thing is going to happen! No wonder the master urged her to send the wine to someone.

"His temple wants bamboo leaves to be green? What is needed is the osmanthus brewed by Yao’s master." It’s a good time to be a good-looking man. Why is it that my brain is not good today?

Molan was so anxious that he looked at the defending and suddenly suffered a bitter face. "Adults, this wine can't be made. The master will only give the wine, and even the jar will be given."

The voice fell, and this time it was the turn of the defending dumbfounded. Just looking at the opposite side with my eyes open, my heart is pulling cold and cold.

"Give someone?" Wei Daren was unbelievable, and his voice was suddenly raised. The woman who was sweeping on the veranda was curious to look around.

"Master, are you awkward with your Highness?" Zhao Wei carefully watched Mu Xiyao look.

"No, it's so free." Mu Xiyao eyes, she is very happy now. This added soup is so comfortable.

Zhao Wei still believes in himself. "Then you give the baby a jar that looks like something, don't you feel bad? That jar of wine, you are not looking forward to a year?"

Mu Xiyao reached out to the petals on the water surface, a hibiscus face was ruddy and smooth, and the smile was dazzling, and the music was unbearable. "I don't feel bad, I don't feel bad at all." Her winemaking is fresh, how much can she feel bad? Besides, she is also not good at wine.

The really distressed person, but the mouth is very hard, I have no time to drink, deserve it!

I read the big boss to eat, and Mu Xi Yao is happily humming a little tune. In Zhao Wei’s extremely eccentric look, there’s no way to play around.

The defending champion pulled his shoulder and hesitated outside the study. If you want to do this, you will be able to burn him if your fire is not guaranteed.

"When are you waiting to stand?" Zong Zhenglin has a profound skill and knows that the defending is outside the door. So hard to get into the house, what happened to him, and made him embarrassed?

"His Royal Highness." Wei Daren lowered his head and did not dare to go up.

"Is the errand done?" Zong Zhenglin put down his pen and watched him empty his hands and his face could not help sinking.

coming! The defending champion secretly complained.

"His Royal Highness, that wine, Yao's master gave away." After a sigh of relief, the defending champion did not dare to speak.

For a little while, I didn’t hear the movement, I had to try to look up, and I listened to my cold and cold question. “Who are you sending?”

"Send Mr. to take away." How Yao’s master did not worry so much, how long the master had left, and that person had caused new things. Wei Daren is helpless, how can he be ruined by him.

Mu Xiyao! Zong Zhenglin was stunned and remembered that she specifically stopped him from telling him that she understood that the little woman had made up her mind at that time, but she kept holding him until the matter was settled.

I chose the fifth dynasty to send wine. This is because he thought that Zong Zhenglin couldn’t pull his face and couldn’t take her.

Zong Zhenglin tapped the table on his finger. It seems that the woman has not yet recognized, some things are untouchable, and she is not a joke.

"When I took the jade stuff and sent it to my husband, I said that I had taken the wrong wine."

With the eyes of the gentleman, it should have been seen early. In this way, the light is upright, when he is waiting for him to send a tribute.

Because of Mu Xiyao, I had a good tea at the Prince’s House in the last time. This time it was a peerless wine. How can he recover this account?

The defending champion suddenly looked up, only to the cold eyes of the upper house, hurriedly avoided. Although it was a glimpse, but the anger in His Royal Highness, it is already clear.

This ceremony, the main son of Yao sent out the door, and the temple was changed again. This excuse, he can see through at a glance, let alone the resourceful Mr. This is really a matter of life, let outsiders see jokes.

"This is going to do it." The defending cocked out of the door and looked at the top of the moon, and sighed deeply.

Strongly buy the princess hummingbird, ask for the wine to be sent, and what is the matter of losing face, need him to be the queen of Yao?

Mu Xiyao lazily leaned on the bed, and turned over and asked people to talk about it. Being teased by the small, fresh and special dialogue in the book, I saw Zong Zhenglin’s serious face.

Ok? How is this man reacting like this? Mu Xiyao is puzzled. It’s not that you should be black and sullen. When you enter the door, you can find her account, and take a few shots.

Even the means of punishment have been thought of, and it can be seen that this woman is a well-informed criminal.

"Jiaojiao said that the wine is brewed for the temple?" Very good, Ding no mistakes in the realization of the fault, holding the book, I do not know the so-called broken book.

Mu Xiyao blinked. "Yes, this is for the sake of His Royal Highness. Only the Highness is not happy, and he will send someone." How does this seem not quite right?

"So. All the temple, how is the Jiaojiao moving?" Zong Zhenglin walked over and lifted her chin, looking straight into the women's autumn water.

What is the temple? Mu Xiyao frowned. Although the wine is brewed for the boss, but this ownership is not so fast replacement?

"I don't want to understand?" Zong Zhenglin leaned closer and stopped at half her feet.

Mu Xiyao looked at the man with a cold face in front of him, and clearly felt that this person was angry at this time. Didn’t I step on the thunder indiscriminately and commit Zong Zhenglin’s taboo?

Mu Xiyao lowered his eyes and quickly thought about which taboos the boss had committed. Repeated several times, suddenly realized: this is not fully respecting the boss, moving his privately delimited things.

Yes, that's the point, you can't say it clearly? I know that you are so stingy, if you have the wine broken, you will never dare to make your own claim.

Mu Xiyao was sincere and tried to ask, "Can't you dispose of your Royal Highness? Can you make a noise in advance?"

Zong Zhenglin’s anger did not fall and rose. At this time, he still did not know him. In addition to this altar wine, this woman’s mind will not think deeply?

Still not right? Mu Xiyao is really guilty. What kind of attention is this? You say it straight!

"His Highness, you often complain that your brain is not good? This is a slap in the face." Mu Xiyao is a bachelor. I don't understand if I don't understand. I think it's the same day. Either wait for her to ponder until it is transparent; or just say it clearly, lest you look for it.

Zong Zhenglin saw that she did not seem to be a fake, and her expression was irritated, and her brows were wrinkled. This looks... The hand of Mu Xiyao's chin is slowly stroking her side.

"Let the temple meet such a ignorant thing." Zong Zhenglin sighed. It’s getting angry with Mu Xiyao, and it’s more tired than snoring. This woman is too irritating, obviously made a mistake, and in the end it was not his first concession.

This time, it was even more irritating, and he looked impatient and waited for him to give a statement. This position is completely adjusted.