The Beloved Imperial Consort

From the Shu Shu Palace, all the way Su Shi soft face is very poor. Helian Minmin could not see the anger on the shelf. Only Mu Xiyao fell behind and took his son to laugh and enjoy.

"Sister is a heart wide." Su Shirou did not believe that Mu Xiyao could not understand the meaning of the fortress in Shu Shu. No one knows now, His Highness is expected to be the seat, and the front back of the palace can be filled with four. The reason why they are rushing to talk to them now is that there is a marriage that draws the hearts of the courtiers.

Mu Xiyao took the sincerity, and he held his other small hand on the side of Chengqing. From time to time, he was a small adult. The mother and the child are so happy and happy that they only see the crowds everywhere.

"When you look at your own garden, you can do it yourself. Next to you, you have your own prince and your lord." The soft top went back, not only pointing out the fact that Su Shi’s rules and regulations, but also specifically mentioning the garden, who can’t hear The smugness hidden in her words. What about guarding the yard? Isn't it a favorite to raise a son?

Seeing that she couldn’t change her side’s publicity, Helian Minmin took the person and walked quickly. When everyone fell, Mu Xiyao only did not know, but the heart was otherwise calculated.

Shu Shu’s power behind this time, though not wise, just happened to help Zong Zhenglin.

Yuan Chengdi has not yet seen the gangs, and it is natural that Shu is busy to consolidate his forces for Zong Zhenglin. It is a pity that she is the mother of Zong Zhenglin. This is a faint gesture. It only makes the emperor feel that the mother and the child are not ventilated under the private, and the six halls have no intention of involving the former dynasty.

This is also why Zong Zhenglin is not happy to see, but only told her to perfunctory and listen to it.

Boarding the small sedan, Mu Xiyao settled in the two little guys, opened the curtain and then looked at the imperial city behind him, and gradually brought out the condensation. Zong Zhenglin’s upper side is shackled, and Shu Shu is not a master. There can be one person, but it will definitely be arranged for him.

The reserve is replaced, and the new prince is the one who is entrusted to the country. After that, if you are moving the family... the side is the best chip.

"Master, you don't worry that Shuri Niangniang valued those people, and the family is too tough?" In the Zen Garden, Feng Wei used his legs and feet. In the ordinary house, the influence of her family is absolutely not up to the size of Dan Ruoyuan. But if you are born too well, you have to say something else. There is no child under the knee, and the position of the emperor is not stable.

"It’s too early to worry about this time." Shu Shu is already very dissatisfied with her. That is, the position is not stable anymore. Seeing that it is the "Prince", this is the title of everyone's eyes, and it is not the harem.

"The hardest time is still behind."

He Lianmin Min looked at the score, Wan Jingwen would not be confused. Quiet and quiet in the sauce purple Xuan, like nothing.

Looking at the emperor's house, the most unwillingness is not the side of the Soviet Union.

But she did not have the courage to make a living in front of Zong Zhenglin, and she hunted her head and rushed to Zen Ruyuan to find He Lianminmin to provoke chanting. In this way, she called Herlian's more annoyed with her. In the last time, it was rare to make a fuss, and when it was said that it was not safe, she would punish her for copying the book.

After a comfortable life, I laughed in the backyard, and Mu Xiyao was lying in the arms of Zong Zhenglin.

“Where is the Prince’s door to find you to borrow money?” Zong Zhenghui’s embroidered pillow, actually learned to make tricks?

拽拽 Her mother and son are crowned, and Mu Xiyao is funny. "His Highness, you have to change the old clothes, and the jade crown is also smashed. On the last two days, I sent him with a silver ticket. It is better to go to the early morning and happen to be seen by the emperor."

His Royal Highness the Prince is very disgraceful. When he paid the money and supplemented his family’s loan, he helped him to bully the monarchy and violate the Sacred Heart. Unreasonable, just happened to go out and give Zong Zhenglin a set of "falling down the stone", showing that he is ambitious about the position of Chu Jun, and he is not happy with Zhao Yuan.

Zong Zhenghui, this is a dog jumped into the wall, and he did not hesitate to pull out the last layer of fig leaf, but also wanted to drag people into the water. Obviously, he is most resentful, or Zong Zhenglin, who used to be the "******" title, stepped on his upper position.

This troublesome... Zong Zhenglin knocked on her mind, and it was really the master of the wind.

"No need. Prince Sijia changed his mind."

"Hey?" Will he be willing to go halfway?

The six halls of the temple held up their mouths, and the eyes were quite interesting. "This temple proposes that Prince Siren feels that it is not appropriate, and he can't keep up with his face and the Imperial Family."

......

In this case, he must have the courage to sign the debt to you, and Ming Yuan Yuan Chengdi can make a de facto waste.

In the chapter and in April of the 16th, an urgent report was issued from Liuzhou. Three days later, Yuan Chengdi received this urgent report, and the royal study room lit up all night.

After the early morning of the next day, Emperor Zong Zhenghui was squatting in the Hall of Jiahe, in front of the Wang public minister, standing under the plaque of the emperor’s pro-book, coveted:

"In the thirty-eighth year of Gao Cheng Hongye, he was loyal to the industry, sympathetic to the work of the people, and to support the people, to maintain the peace of the world, for the sake of the order. Prince Taizong Zhenghui is not lawful, not obeying, but hateful ****, it’s hard to come out. It’s a tolerant twenty years. It’s a wickedness, it’s good at authoritarianism, it’s entangled with the party’s feathers, and it’s a national affair. Its subordinates are so arrogant, borrowing their duties, in wartime, It is a nuisance to the reserves of cotton, linen and grass. The roots of the turmoil of the country. This will lead to the defeat of my country, and the thief will be my people. If this is not the unyielding person, it is like the ancestors."

It seems that grief is getting more and more, and the body can't help but sway, and Gu Changde is in a hurry to help him.

"The Great Wei and the Millennium, the country is prosperous and prosperous. You can't pay this person. Today, you will tell the heavens and the earth, the ancestral temple, and the ruling party of the ruling Zhenghui."

In May, another year of Jingtao blossoms.

In Dan Ruoyuan, Chengqing Chengyou has grown taller, chasing two rabbits, and letting go of play in the yard. Mu Xiyao moved to the chaise lounge chair and sat down. Seeing that the little guy is still sensible, she couldn't hurt her to keep a pet, so she looked at her pages.

There was a shadow on the head, which just blocked her light. Looking up at the neck and squinting, I saw Zong Zhenglin squinting, and the eyes were radiant, and the face was also beautiful.

"What is the joy of His Highness?" This is a happy form, not his usual style.

Before he waited for him to respond, the little guy in front had already rushed up. "Hey!" Chengyou's legs are short, and he is squeezed behind him, and his face is red.

When I saw my son, Zong Zhenglin was soft in his face. I leaned over and touched the top of the hair, and I couldn’t keep up with the rules of the Wei Dynasty.

"Returning to say and Jiaojiao." Leave a sentence, one hand and one hand, the father and the son turned out of the courtyard. When the Sixth Hall of Fame came, I always loved to take martial arts with two small frontcourts. It is not only the Sixth Highness, but Mu Xiyao is willing to never intervene.

I was so curious that I was sick and my son slept in the evening. When I went back to the house, I saw that the man was open with clothes and elbows. The enchantress smashed the embroidered shoes, and it was put down on Zong Zhenglin.

"It's time to give a clear explanation. When you are alone, you will be proud of yourself. It will hang your appetite. The crispy ducks are like the smell of the night."

When she blinked, she saw her on her chest, complaining on her mouth, and her eyes were very bright.

No taste? What half of the ducks filled the belly? Want to look at her lower abdomen, make fun of one or two, but unexpectedly look like this, just by her graceful posture hooked soul.

This position is set... Zong Zhenglin feels that the little goblin is hooked and does not allow him to be polite. The woman who was about to start, but was pressed against him, rubbed her neck and softly pressed closer.

"If your Highness is willing to relieve the itch, this reward is..." A squint, his fingertips slid over his handsome face, and he crossed the neck of Zong Zhenglin’s chest, at the waist. I made a circle and followed, but suddenly there was no movement.

Being jailed in the air, Zong Zhenglin explored her earlobe. "How is the return?"

The face came to him, and the delicate lips licked under the eyelids. Holding Zong Zhenglin's palm, a small shame, so in a man's stunned eyes.

Such obvious hints... Zong Zhenglin instantly looked upon.

"Tomorrow's early morning, the ministers participate in the election of the Prince." The voice fell, it is already caught this dare offended woman on the couch.

After a moment of whirl, Mu Xiyao pushed the man who was eager to pull her clothes.

"Your Highness, you have a face all the year round, and it is not easy to get close to you. In addition to being a minister, you are holding your heart, and you don't dare to hang on to the court to make you unhappy. You are not worried about this matter?"

Could it be that the position is an idea? Going home to study and planting, supernatural... This tone, Mu Xiyao thinks of goose bumps.

Zong Zhenglin, this person must be able to work hard, and the war in Mobei cannot suddenly end. Still trying to figure out his intentions, but he was completely restrained by the man.

"Minger waits to see."

Blocked by his lips, Mu Xiyao gave up the struggle. What to say "wait and see", but he is impatient with her distraction.

At this night, the six imperial spirits were unusual. The candle in the main house was extinguished when it was burned to the hustle and bustle.

Lan Lan whispered awakened Zhao Yu, who was snoring outside the door. The two put light hands and feet, and the main house was safe, and he held the lantern and went to the ear room.

The main son is like this... This is not a rule, if it is as rumored as outside, after the palace, and then the family and then intimate, but to enter the living note.

Really want a bad, not only the population is live, but also the master has a fox name. In the palace, no more than the house, a little difference is the palace to ask for sin... Zhao Wei is the old man in the palace, this time lying in bed, tossing and turning, how to sleep is not stable.

Perhaps, privately, to the master? Although it is difficult to export, it is always good to persuade some of His Royal Highness. The lord is accustomed to it, but fortunately, the master and the child are always able to speak.

Holding the quilt to bite the teeth, the boss can not only be happy, but also the wisdom of the bead. Who is the card in his hand?

Mu Xiyao has already concluded that Zong Zhenglin will never avoid this dispute because of avoidance. Yuan Chengdi is not as the one she thinks. The emperor, when he was young, was very determined, and now he has not lost.

In response to the Mu Xiyao conjecture, in the diligent hall, the recommended people each stand behind the chosen master, and the words confrontation can be described as sharp. One person only retreats, and the other person is coming out.

After this smashing, it is obvious that there are two sects of Zong Zhengming and Zong Zhenghan, and the number of courtiers is mostly. Today's high-sitting dragon chair, you can't take a deep look at the peace of mind, Zong Zhenglin, who has a straight back, with an inquiry.

"The father and the emperor have something to do." With a handful of ceremonies, Zong Zhenghan stepped into the center of the main hall, kneeling on one knee, and his eyes were full of grievances.

Zong Zhenglin gave him a glance, and he regained his gaze and calmly respected it.

"Children, the children also agree that the six brothers should be the heavy responsibility."

The voice fell, the whole hall was silent, and the needle fell.