The Beloved Imperial Consort

"How long is it going to be mad?" In the warm credit, Mu Xiyao lay back on his side, licking his little ass, leaving a head in the back, facing Zong Zhenglin.

This is the case, the mouth is also awkward, clearly ignoring people, but in fact, the six halls of the temple can not be peaceful.

I have only known that I have bought 椟 椟 珠 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , Picking the chic and interesting Fang Sheng, did not intend to attract her temper.

"Hey was dismissed by His Highness, and naturally he was not happy." Moved his head and was extremely wronged with a soft pillow. The talent was too shameful, and was heard by a few of the Molans. I don’t know how to laugh at her.

The Lord is with the color head, and it is clear that the former is more rare. Actually, it can also be confused. The boss has never seen it. Mu Xiyao swears.

"I really don't care? Then I will rest early." Zong Zhenglin knows all about her various stinks. The more you talk about it, the more this woman gets Joe. It should have been let go, but it depends on how she ended up.

There was no sound for a long time behind, and Mu Xiyao squinted his eyes. Could it really sleep? How can this be!

Annoyed over the body, only to see Zong Zhenglin closed his eyes and sighed. This situation, if you really can’t say anything, I’m afraid it’s really not good.

It’s a hateful, how can the emperor be so impatient. Boss sweetly swears a few more words, where can he lose him? Stinky man...

"His Royal Highness?" The mountain did not come to her, she used to press the hill. Nowadays, she hates not to flatten the mountain on this head.

It took a lot of effort to smash his arm to the bottom of his neck, squatting his **** and crouching in Zong Zhenglin's chest. "You haven't said, how to compensate for it."

"Is it going to scream at this moment?" Feng Shui turned to the six halls of the temple, and naturally it was not so good. The words are faint and unmoved.

After a long while, a meat crawled on the leg and snorted, and the toe was scratching his calf. It was the restlessness, and he couldn’t rest. It is pressed by the soft and tender feet, even if it is forcible, it is comfortable and comfortable, and it is comfortable and uncomfortable.

"Is this in order to ask for the benefits?" Inexplicably sent him the ceremony, knowing that it will not be for no reason. Small and unintentional, it is always unprofitable and early, and lazy.

"His Royal Highness," chin bit his chest, Mu Xiyao holding his neck like a worm, the delicate and greasy temperament, attracted Zong Zhenglin blindfolded. "Would you like to go to the bachelor's banquet? It's not easy to get a seat on the Xi Xi judging. It's a long time. It's the annual festival, and it's also remembered."

"If this is the case, Jiao Jiao does not have to mention it." Zong Zhenglin's long legs were slightly lifted, and it was easy to hold her around. "The body is not good, peace of mind will be raised. Going to the academy, it is bothersome and cold, not suitable for Jiaojiao."

"Don't do it by you, don't you wear more clothes?" When I arrived at the academy, I went to each other. The whip is too long, and you are not afraid of shame.

Seeing that she was too reluctant to stop, Zong Zhenglin reopened her eyes and even toughened her.

"Relocation." Pressed her head and directly stopped the words. Let her let go of this, and think about it clean this evening. "If you stir up again, you will go to the street to put the lights on the next day, and then you will not be dry."

Mu Xiyao struggled twice and found that he could not be moved by the boss. He was warned by his words, and finally he was helpless, and his teeth temporarily stopped. It seems that once I want to be too optimistic, the six halls are very tight, and I am not willing to answer. I can only think too much about how to make him soft. Finally, she was discouraged and closed her eyes. She did not forget to play with her teeth before going to bed.

"His Royal Highness, I heard the old woman said that men who are not afraid of itching are not hurting women." Just as you don't hurt, it is a truth.

"Noisy." Holding her little hand, trapping people on the chest, Zong Zhenglin disdain. "It is the temple that does not hurt the wife, the child, and it is not a bad treat."

Amount... This is reasonable... Mu Xiyao has a poor word and has no sophistry.

The woman who had been waiting for a long time had no sound at all, and Zong Zhenglin looked down at her for a long while.

Shengjing College, what is this woman waiting for? The work of labor and effort is not small.

On the morning of the third day of the year, it was an uncharacteristic situation.

Not only stood in the gallery to observe the sword under the temple, but also took the initiative to call the hot water to serve under the temple to clean the face. After that, I personally served the change of uniforms and put on soap boots. Even with rice, it is also a diligent cloth dish, and I have chosen to use it in the bowl. In the morning, after running for the temple, all the work that was close to the service was taken over by her alone.

Zhao Wei took people to look at it for a while, some doubts, but more gratification. Although the main child movement is not very skilled, but the rules are a good one. It can be seen that this weekday is not not, but it is all lazy. These things should have been served by the main body of the backyard, but this is the door for nearly three years, so it is not easy to do a full set.

However, at this time, I started to use some heart. It is better to always be more worried. At least in the heart of the temple, I also remember the goodness of the master. I care more about the master and the mother.

"His Highness, be careful on the road. I am waiting for you to come back for dinner." The woman's voice was warm and quite a bit reluctant.

The steps that Zong Zhenglin had already stepped out suddenly stopped. Looking back at her, but seeing the woman squatting on the scorpion, the rules and the eyebrows, the knees and salute, full of decent. That gesture is generally the same as the woman in his backyard.

It’s so small to cater to it, it’s hard to please, and it’s hard to pretend to be like her.

"Jiaojiao." Sixth Hall turned back to help her get up, Jianmei pick one, Zong Zhenglin leisurely and ridiculous, "played enough, they went to rest. No tired and noisy called the temple and you knead. It is to follow the rules and regulations, but the last sentence, but it should not be exported." After the two laughs, the look is pleasant, with a look of eccentric Weiwei out of the courtyard.

Mu Xiyao stunned and stunned for a moment, and instantly revealed the original shape. In his mouth, he yelled "Small gas, bad heart", and even jumped his feet, screaming at Zong Zhenglin's back. The most annoyed, but he clearly knows that she is willing to please, even the peace of mind has been served by her, but finally told her to be busy! Actually still used a face, make fun of her!

What happened to the last sentence? Urging him to come back for dinner, isn’t it the usual means for women to stay? Didn't anyone do this?

"Hey, come in front of the door, the aides of the aides, aren't there any ones like this?"

Zhao Wei’s expression is extremely uncomfortable. With the unruly and unspeakable Yao masters, where are the talents and talents? Now it seems that they are all pretending to play with His Royal Highness? This is simply, hey, you should not expect the master.

"Master, before you enter the door, your highness rarely goes to the backyard, and there is no competition for it." At that time, His Highness was extremely cold in the female color, and even the backyard master sent a soup, which was also punishable. Nowadays, there is a top-selling one, which is placed on the heart, but it is the person who has no family in the backyard. This kind of love does not know what it is...

Zhao Wei was waiting to talk to her about how she had been under the Highness, but she saw that Yao’s master was self-satisfied and looked dignified and returned to the house. That look, clearly did not listen to her words in the ears...

I don't know how to say it. This pair of His Royal Highness is far less than the heart of her.

In the next two days, Zong Zhenglin heard the most, that is, "His Royal Highness, Yao Master sent the soup." "His Royal Highness, Yao said that the snow fell outside, and asked the subordinate to send you a new fox." "His Highness, Yao master..."

The fifth dynasty holds the samovar, and the eyes are clear. That person is now trying to get out of the house. It is no wonder that the two-day snack tea is more delicious. If this matter is not important, he also secretly took the time to think, but he can enjoy this kind of preferential treatment with peace of mind.

Going back to the main house, Zong Zhenglin squinted and caught Mu Xiyao talking. The two of them stood one by one, and it was rare for the six halls to take out the master's prestige and look serious.

Mu Xiyao was wearing a skirt, pink and tender, dripping, dressed like a flower, standing in front of him, clasping his fingers and biting a bite, it looked like a charming, enchanting, so that Zong Zhenglin had not been angry, his heart was soft. half. Without sweeping her eyes, the six halls were just groomed and began to ask questions.

"Nothing is enough, huh?" Dealing with government affairs, full of tables, all she sent to eat almost, even the flowers are full of "three Yang Kaitai", the words are for a good sign. This abominable woman knows that he will not fall on her face in front of others, and it will be unscrupulous and unspeakable.

"Is it because you shouldn't be, but you still want to go into trouble?" Then, looking for it, Zong Zhenglin did not pick up people.

Carefully looked at his face, Mu Xiyao extended a small hand, carefully hooked his sleeves, the eyes are full of expectations. "His Royal Highness, have you allowed to go to the academy?"

Zong Zhenglin took a look at her and stared at her for a long time.

Mu Xiyao held his cold face and did not know how to climb the knee of Zong Zhenglin. He sat firmly. Looking up at him with his head in his head, a pair of scorpions want to say that they are still resting, and there is a thirst for the face and a reluctance. The little looks are pitiful, like being bullied but not screaming.

The two breathed and the nose touched almost one place. Seeing that she had a small mouth, the scorpion was covered with fog, and Zong Zhenglin’s eyebrows jumped.

After a while, she finally reached out to protect her waist. "How can it be so irritating!" This little gibberish thing, picking him up, but never soft.

Although the words are not good, Mu Xiyao suddenly cheered. Milk Yan casts his heart and shows everything.

Zong Zhenglin bowed his head and saw that she thought she was secret, and she died in the scorpion.

I used breakfast on the fifth day of the year and took a break for about half an hour. Mu Xiyao urged Molan to take a new little pimple, and carefully ordered the makeup until she felt her heart was combined. The buds hug two small ones to the front, and look at them one by one. Seeing that her son was properly cared for, very generous, and then celebrated the New Year, in addition to the red envelope that had just been given, and sent a reward. In the Xide House, people are full of laughter and happiness.

Waiting for everyone to do a good job, they just waited for the six halls to read the documents, come over early, so take her and the two small to go to Mufu.