The Beloved Imperial Consort

Zong Zhenglin beat the horse and stopped at the mouth of Ganxi. The woman who sits on the left side of the stone steps and is sitting on the knees is not who Mu Xiyao is!

Yu Ma Xiaobu urged to the near, Zong Zhenglin was at the top, cold eyes overlooking.

Mu Xiyao was wrapped in a robes, and the little face under the hood was slightly reddened. The face towel has faded, and the snow-white wrap fox fur just covered her wound. Jiao Yan Xue skin, dagger eyebrows, just look up at the neck, squinting and looking at him. There is only one figure in his eyes.

Zong Zhenglin’s eyes are quiet and the hands of the reins are steady and powerful.

"His Royal Highness, let the cockroaches wait." The female voice is squeaky, like her special breath, softly drilled into Zong Zhenglin's ear.

Half an hour ago.

"His Highness, I also asked His Royal Highness to put down the raft at the front of the alley. You don't need to wait for the six halls under the frame." Mu Xiyao was grateful to Zong Zhengming for his maintenance today. At this point, he was asked to stop, and it was already lost.

"You are so convinced that Zong Zhenglin will abandon the woman and look for you?" Zong Zhengming looked faint and did not see his anger.

"I believe that my highness will not ignore the shackles." Mu Xiyao has a trust in Zong Zhenglin, but his heart is actually thinking about it.

Zong Zhenglin will surely arrive, but it is not to pick up people, but to look for her to settle accounts.

At this time, if you don't get off the bus again, and Zong Zhenglin personally finds it, then the scene will never look good. Zong Zhengming has helped her a lot, and he is not guilty of pulling him into the water.

"You have a deep trust in him. Whether it is, it will follow your heart. Only the guards have to stay one person and look at it, otherwise the woman is out of the way, and it is always unsettled. If there is a case, it will be a bad person." ”

Zong Zhengming considered Zhou Quan, and Mu Xiyao sincerely thanked him. After the ceremony, he waited for the road to clean up.

Watching her choose the alleys of the alleys and the stone steps, Zong Zhengming first placed the credit. The carriage slowly left a few feet away, and Zong Zhengming smashed the window and looked back.

I saw that Mu Xiyao was sitting on the top of the bluestone slab. He reached out and rubbed his legs and legs, looking up at the neck and looking at the sky, as if he was thinking about something.

As she looks like, where can be seen is the side of the emperor's house. Zong Zhengming couldn't help but smile.

It’s the usual time to be quiet, toss up, isn’t it more headache? It is no wonder that Zong Zhenglin violently thundered. When he met this woman, his good temper could not stand it. What's more, he has never been a patience master.

Today, Zong Zhenglin came to the front, and Mu Xiyao looked up at the people. Seeing the six princes under the scorpion cold, hesitant, finally let go of the knee-armed arm, grouped his hands and took a breath of hot air, and leaned toward the man who was sitting on the big head and raised his arms high.

"His Highness, there is a real frozen person outside. Is it good to go back to the government?" If it is ill, there is no complaint. Just hiding your anger, letting you be distracted and worried.

Mu Xiyao consciously escaped his punishment this time. With the realization of punishment, he naturally did not fear his cold face. The worst is to ban the copy, after three or two months, she can come out any more.

Zong Zhenglin stared at her for a moment, her eyes removed from her body, and the reins in her hand only mentioned that the horse had slowly turned around.

Mu Xiyao lost his arms and his eyes were round. What does this mean? Zong Zhenglin intends to leave by himself and ignore her?

Zong Zhenglin looked at her look and the cold color was heavier. Could she think she would leave the horse and leave her alone? Today, Mu Xiyao still can't understand.

Even if she abolished her, Mu Xiyao would not want to leave him.

It is doubtful that Mu Xiyao had a flower in front of her, her waist was entangled in the whip, and she was still in the future. The person was already in the air. After that, he fell heavily in front of Zong Zhenglin and swayed sideways.

Mu Xiyao was undecided, and suddenly seized Zong Zhenglin's arm, so it was easy to stabilize his body shape, only to notice that the small **** was hurt and numb.

When was Zong Zhenglin so rude! Mu Xiyao caressed his ass, blinking and glaring at him. It is only soft and smooth, and it no longer exists.

"It’s just like this. If you have the courage to steal the house and mix it with the man, you should be so arrogant and arrogant."

Zong Zhenglin's unrestricted connivance on Mu Xiyao was finally touched by her.

Mu Xiyao frowned and looked at Zong Zhenglin's look. His words are not right.

"Returning to the government, huh? When is the side of the temple become a shackle? Who is going to return to the house?" Zong Zhenglin’s words were cold, smashing her arms and bringing people to the front, slamming the hood live. Leaning over and touching her, the look is terrible.

Mu's... Zong Zhengming. very good! On the day of the draft, he intercepted people halfway, and today she was rushed to Zong Zhengming. When was Zong Zhenglin tamed with a woman?

Mu Xiyao did not know the secret from the beginning to the end, otherwise he would not take the matter to tease the Prince. She is also hard to think of, just because of this, it will cause Zong Zhenglin to be furious, such as squatting in the throat.

Mu Xiyao was trapped on his chest by his eyes, his eyes crossed the silver-gray shackles on his shoulders, and his breathing suddenly stagnated. If he remembers the mistake, the woman is also held in his arms.

Thinking of the genius scene, Mu Xiyao raised his brow and lifted it up and looked at Zong Zhenglin.

"His Highness, I don't like the things that others have used." This is her good cleanliness, and she is small. It doesn't matter who the person is, only being touched by irrelevant people will be uncomfortable.

Zong Zhenglin suddenly buckled her back, and her throat was cold and stern. other people? His Zong Zhenglin was actually a stranger in the eyes of Mu Xiyao?

The two men looked at each other for a long time, and Mu Xiyao became more and more uncomfortable.

"Don't take this cloak, your Highness will take you away." The talking room has begun to shirk.

Zong Zhenglin’s arrogant rise. Very good, really great! After one day, he treated him like this. Why is it?

Zong Zhenglin looked like a blue-green, and saw Mu Xiyao's hands and feet and used his efforts to make a splash. He simply put the person in front of him and his face face down. This is the first time that Zong Zhenglin is not willing to face her delicate face.

"I don't want to be affected by this temple."

This is the hegemony of Zong Zhenglin. Wishing and not willing, he has the final say.

Zong Zhenglin suddenly adjusted a bit, Mu Xiyao is dizzy, uncomfortable. Listening to him so much, it is inexplicable.

"His Highness, you are bullying, you don't want to be a man's chest, you are ashamed!"

Speaking of anger, Mu Xiyao has always got a hand, straight to the heart of the heart.

Today, Zong Zhenglin was so forced, and Mu Xiyao had a hard time moving the fire. Regardless of whether or not, the words have been exported.

Zong Zhenglin’s scorpion tightened and his chest was ups and downs.

I am not tamed, it is so!

When you blink again, your expression is already cold and pressing. The palm of the hand slammed on her buttocks, and for the first time, Mu Xiyao really felt pain.

Zong Zhenglin actually did it! Mu Xiyao's face was red, and she didn't turn her temper up. All the screams were stuck in the throat, and I was so hard to go back. Just staying on the move, the scorpion is closed and will not move.

Dare to smoke her, the emperor of the mother, all go to hell!

Zong Zhenglin swept her and drove slowly to the east side of the house. Mu Xiyao was not a word on the way, only pulling the hood and wrapping himself tightly.

Zong Zhenglin is also very silent, and occasionally smashed her figure, but also a handsome face, dark and unpredictable.

At the entrance of the Chengdong Courtyard, the boat was solemnly set up with shame on the surface. If it wasn’t for the news of the defending, he didn’t know that he had already left the door.

Compared with the time when the defending leaves were opened, if this is the sin of the lower house, it should be heavier than the two. The master of Dan Ruoyuan is really not contaminated.