The Beloved Imperial Consort

When the two royal doctors rushed to the scene, Shu Shu and a group of women waited in the partial hall, and there were only six people in the warm room, and there was no one waiting for them. The six-south path is a soft stool next to the collapse of the bed. A face is cold and scary, and half of it is not even more visible in the shadows. Holding the woman's wrist on the bed, the folds between the eyebrows are deep.

The royal doctor took the courage to go forward, "His Royal Highness, please let the official be the side of the consultation."

Zong Zhenglin looked up at him, and there was no such thing as a guest. He only stood up and walked to the front of Jinping, and set his back on Mu Xiyao.

Only then did he hold people into the hall, scared Shu Shu and rushed to bring people to Chengqing Chengyou. Then look at Mu Xiyao's half-faced face soaked in blood, his lips purple, his face pale, and his legs are soft, and he was helped to make the palace people fetch water, waiting for a moment in the palace.

Until now, Zong Zhenglin felt that the basin of blood was still in front of him, and the blood red sputum was layered. If it wasn’t for the face of Mu Xiyao’s face, the finger was slightly unstable, and Zong Zhenglin had not noticed that the strange feeling that made him hate was fearful.

Growing up in the palace since childhood, the assassination of the poison in the Ming Dynasty did not know how many times it was encountered. When the office was poor, it was also a hurricane, often with a life-threatening danger. Even so, he can calm down and be mindful.

Until now, Mu Xiyao was lying on the couch, and Zong Zhenglin was awakened. He was afraid of this life for the first time.

"His Royal Highness." The two courts judged each other's colors and hesitated to know how to speak.

Zong Zhenglin's face was dark and he saw his two modalities. Fengyan turned and fell silently on Mu Xiyao.

"Come with the temple."

When he came to the gallery, Zong Zhenglin was quietly opening his mouth. "If you look back, you must not be bullied."

The Royal Hospital was ordered to make a decision.

"His Highness, the side of the side should be suddenly shocked by the external force, and wake up after the rest. Now the pulse is slightly vain, and soon after the birth, the blood loss is too much, the loss of vitality, need to be quietly raised before they can heal. The situation of the side of the body is still good, Weichen is worried that the wound on the arm and cheek is a little deep, afraid of it..."

"how is it?"

The court judged the forehead, and raised his eyes to the lonely back of the Sixth Hall. After all, he did not dare to hide.

"It will fall scars."

Zong Zhenglin’s body was stiff, and his hands behind him suddenly made a fist.

“The Royal Snow Cream may be useful?”

"His Royal Highness, although the skin cream is good, but it does not help the side." The court judged shaking his head and sighed, rumored that the six princes of the Royal Highness, this Mu, seems to be false. Unfortunately, this woman’s blessing is a bit shallow...

For the sake of women, especially the emperor's home, it is more than life. Without the pleasure of His Royal Highness, how long can it last only by virtue of his past sentiments? What's more, Dawei has a four-year election, a two-year election, and more is a woman with outstanding looks. Newcomers enter the government, the old people are spoiled, and without the attractive beauty, how to stand in the backyard? Even if you rely on the child, you will have a good life.

"Can there be a way to do it?" Mu Xiyao loves to be pretty, Zong Zhenglin will not know. The woman is lazy about the things around me, and she has always tried her best to pick up her own things. According to her, this is the cost of living a life, to please him.

Ask him to be happy... Zong Zhenglin’s ear and think of Mu Xiyao’s sentence, “Your Highness, you love the treasure like a fine skin tender meat, promise, give you a sigh, is it intact?”

The heart suddenly became dull. The words are still in the ear, but the people are not able to protect them.

If she wakes up to learn everything, will she be with him, and with the pain of the cone?

"His Highness, please forgive the ministry and so on." The man who was facing the back was gloomy and violent, and the royal doctor was scared to step back two steps and leaned over to sin.

"Retire."

I thought it would be the Thunder's anger, but I don't want to be cold and clear. After the six halls of the imperial concubine, the two royal doctors escaped and helped each other to leave, as if waiting for a moment will kill.

"Welling, and Shu Shu back, this temple wants to be alone with the side, no one is allowed to disturb." Zong Zhenglin stepped into the warm cabinet, the door was closed behind him, and the defending monk stayed in place for a long time. .

Fang Cai’s doctor said that he did not hear the word... Yao’s master is this, is it really bad?

Shu Yan looked at the iron-green and listened to the doctor's return. Although the two women's faces were quiet and painful, what they thought in their hearts, Shu Shulian's inquiry was lost.

"Not only does the temple confess, but Helen's, you will bring people back to the government. Only Chengqing and Chengyou will stay, this palace will look for you, and you will be less distracted."

Shu Shu has lived in a high position for a long time. In the first half of the sentence, it is only necessary to leave the children of Mu Xiyao, but it is strictly unbearable.

"Oh, save, there are laborers and mothers who think about it, and I am really grateful."

He Lianmin was happy and angry, and he had to endure all the way back to Zen Ruyuan. Only when he stepped into the main house, he couldn’t stop laughing and laughing, and Feng Xiao was somewhat disappointed.

"Master, are you okay?" Feng Wei was escorted from Helen House to accompany He Lianmin Min. He had seen her so unruly, and it seemed a bit mad.

"Okay, no matter how good, no better time than now." Helen Minmin sat on the chaise couch, his right hand pinched the slap, rubbed his eyes, and smiled with tears.

"Retribution, retribution! Before she was infinite, the pepper house was the only favorite. Now, the face is no longer, what qualifications does she have to fight with her? Mu's temperament is arrogant, stubborn and inferior. The whole body is up and down with the fox Face, I am so obsessed with my high school that I have listened to her in these years. I don’t want to be today, God can’t see it, I have to clean up her! You said, this is a modern newspaper, and it’s a big heart.”

"Not to mention, His Royal Highness can give her a heart, and naturally she will be cold. Without seduce the man's capital, he will not believe it, and His Highness will continue to spoil her as always, and protect him like a treasure."

Feng Wei listened to her and said that she couldn’t help but agree. "It’s this reason. Men are not love sisters. Mu's face is ruined. If you want to come to your Highness, you won't put her in your heart again."

"Unfortunately, such a good opportunity, but can not get rid of the two nephews she gave birth, really hateful!" Shu Shu is also a shrewd person, the two kinds of care are tight.

"Master, don't worry, this day is long. Sideways and two small, always have to return home. After the temple is cold, her mother and son, you are not too late. At that time, it is not stable, it is now Is this much better?"

He Lianminmin called people to scented tea and nodded with a cup of tea. "It's very extreme. I am so happy that I have been too confused. I am really confused. I am coming to Japan and I can wait."

There are so many people who are as happy as Helen. The entire Six Emperor's House, in addition to Zhang's uneasy, no one next to the woman is not ecstatic, consciously come, and the beginning is coming.

On the weekdays, Mu Xiyao was overwhelmed. A little bit of wind and grass, the backyard was already dark. Mu's side ruined the future, and the news was well known in a short period of time. Even the sorrowful son and the scorpion gathered together in a whisper.

"Where to gather there, if you don't want to do it, you will leave as soon as possible. The Emperor's House does not leave a useless person." Tian Fushan got the order of his Royal Highness, and sent some washing shirts for Yao's master. He had met several people on the road to Dan Ruoyuan. Talking about the master and the child in private. The big manager never knew that the influence of the side shackles in the prince’s house was so great.

I don't know how the future is. His Royal Highness to the Yao Master... Can it change?

When Mu Xiyao was in a coma, the only one who dared to stand in the warmth of the house with Zong Zhenglin’s cold face was only Yuan Chengdi.

"What happened now?"

"The body is okay, only the doctor said that the wound will stay."

Yuan Chengdi looked at the next rule and stood on the surface, but the face was restored to a long time before the indifferent person, the brow also followed.

This son was born with a strong temper and his temper was very stubborn. This time, the upper side of the government was sinned, and it was not easy to resist the temper and not find it.

"The sixth child, Mu Yantou woke up, let her take it well. Her reward, remember to remember."

If Mu Xiyao is sober at this time, he may be more happy with his words, and there will be more than one idea. It is too rare to let Yuan Chengdi promise.

Unfortunately, Mu Xiyao also had a time when he lost his hand. Not only did he faint in the past, but he could still be the master. He also opened the mouth for her and Yuan Chengdi.

"She has given her life to protect the black scorpion, and the father will reward her." Zong Zhenglin said that this is a suffocating thing.

Yuan Chengdi thought about the return of the dark guard, and also felt that this girl was unexpected, and actually had a stupid time.

"Well, only your emperor's head..."

"The father and the courtiers have their own size."

Of the many sons, he dared to hit it so hard. Yuan Chengdi tired and heeded, and after a moment he got up and left.

"It’s the end of the blood, leaving some measure."

After the disappearance of Yuan Chengdi’s back, Zong Zhenglin’s case at the table was collapsed.

Divided? No need for her life is to measure. Mu Xiyao’s sin today, he wants Zong Zhengying to pay back ten times.

Pain... It hurts.

Mu Xiyao was confused and felt that he was numb with half body. Such a familiar pain... Is it not worn again?

Struggling to open his eyes, his eyes were dim. Just look at the top of the Ge Yun gau, I know that it is not in the Dan Ruoyuan house, nor is it the Mufu boudoir. Mu Xiyao suddenly became tight and hurriedly looked at the light source.

Sitting on the bed, the man who is coveted and contemplative is Yan Junlang, showing tyrannical tyranny. Who is Zong Zhenglin?

Slowly recalling the previous things, Mu Xiyao regretted that the intestines were green. At this time, holding a boss and crying, I wonder if there is any extra comfort?

"His Royal Highness." Lying for too long, the voice was a little hoarse.

Zong Zhenglin suddenly woke up and bowed his head to the glory of Mu Xiyao. He couldn’t care about her, and the first export was against the original plan.

"Is the body still hurt?"

When Mu Xiyao was in a coma, Xiu Mei was wrinkled and screamed twice, listening to him being uncomfortable.

"It hurts, and the pain is so twitching."

When people wake up, they are spoiled. Exaggerating the word is Mu Xiyao's housekeeping skills.

Zong Zhenglin listened to her soft voice and was the same as usual. Only the wound on her face was especially eye-catching, and the right face covered with gauze was slightly swollen. Mu Xiyao never noticed that a pair of nephews only reflected his figure, and the voice was dependent.

Zong Zhenglin’s back was stiff and his breath was stagnant. He leaned over and looked at her carefully.

After a while, gently support the person leaning on the chest, as if she was afraid of her touching, extremely careful contact.

"It's still a little better."

Zong Zhenglin held her and said something that made Mu Xiyao stunned. After that, he was buried in her neck and did not speak for a long time.