The Beloved Imperial Consort

In the front yard of the East Palace, Cheng Qing, who was six years old, and his younger brother, Yi You, who was one year old, were squatting on the waist, and the two fists were buckled on the waist side. Both of them are half-children, wearing morning clothes made by Mu Xiyao. Plain plain cotton cloth, very close-fitting, light and durable.

When I first came there, the two little buns smirked, and the boss was not happy.

For the mouth, tie, leggings. Not to mention the style, even an embroidery has not been seen. In the past, all of them were Jinyi Huafu, and there were only two small masters in Donggong. It was used to hold the ancestors. When the ancestors were still alive, they were particularly fond of these two small, and the Shushuang Niangniang was even more like an eye. The protection is extremely tight.

Chengqing is better, knowing her mother's temper, in addition to slightly frowning her brows, the word did not say much. I only thought that I would go to the front of him, put on the clothes and go on two things. This dressing will not be able to enter his eyes, there is always room for change.

But you can be honest but it is unsettled. Just seeing this clothes, I will not do it immediately. Grinning a small face, but also abandoned his hand. It’s hard to be awkward, and the body is twisted like a twist, and I won’t wear it to my body.

How big is the child? In the morning, I am crawling in the yard. I am practicing the real skill. Who is rare and decent? Such a young man has grown up with a temper, thinking that there are relatives supporting her, she can not help them?

Mu Xiyao's eldest son, and then look at the younger son of the ancestors of the ancestors, a pair of beautiful women gradually smashed.

When the Prince Edward returned to the palace that night, he saw the woman on the tip of his heart look down and caressed the children's clothing placed on the couch. It was not until the embarrassment that he saw him enter the house, and he quickly converges on his face. He rushes to smile and greets him, and he does not mention anything to bother.

Cheng Qingcheng, who only went to school the next day, was severely trained by Zong Zhenglin. The father and the son were in the middle of the small half-hour, how the Prince had taught, and the Liangzhuan had never asked. Only very satisfied with the result.

The two boys sweared softly, put on a coarse blouse, and honestly followed the strict leadership to fight the foundation.

The son heard the words, the whip went down, and the date was rewarded. The master of Huiyi Palace only served the Prince of Heaven with all his heart. This did not, in a blink of an eye, he asked her son to ask for two Wu Zhaoda tribute horses. I also specially raised the pony at the East Palace horse stable, called the two small buns to look at the immediate benefits, from time to time have to be arrogant.

After that, I can’t understand the truth of the sincerity and sincerity. The mother couldn’t hit the top, angering her mother, and returning to her relatives in the past, that’s not expected.

In the past two years of martial arts, the two have already developed a habit, and got up early to go to the front yard to find a boat to accompany them. When the time comes, Prince Edward will give a little pointer. If you don't see anyone, then it is a break. That person usually stays with her mother, and she has no time to take care of him.

The interior of the main hall of Huiyi Palace, the warmth of the Xianglu color, Mu Xiyao wrapped in warm quilts, wrapped around the warm and hot man, domineering.

In the early spring morning, lying on his chest, hiding from laziness is too comfortable.

"Don't let go." The eyes have not yet opened, and the little temper has come up. The little half body pressed his arm, and the rogue was very good.

Zong Zhenglin's fingertips traced her eyebrows. This woman, the red-faced face, only the loose body of the upper body. Or after he vented twice last night, he suppressed the dissatisfaction that was still eager to move, and forced her to hang on the neck and hit a knot.

At this moment, she was twisted and smashed to the side, and the scenery was very good, and he could not move his eyes.

This fairy, come to hook him in the morning.

The man leaned over and covered her earlobe, and the palm of his hand was not honestly going down. As soon as she touched her skin, she suddenly realized that the woman was naked. It was very, he couldn't resist tearing her bottom pants at night, and then he would smash the ecstasy.

"Jiaojiao." Close to her neck side shallow kiss, Zong Zhenglin hoarse voice, a pair of Fengmu black as ink.

The Queen Mother’s mourning period has not passed, but there is such a demon who can’t resist him, even if he only has one year in January, he is also the one who is touching her because of the fire. It’s amazing.

"Well?" The neck was tickle by him, and Mu Xiyao twisted and ducked. The knee touched something, and the bad thing twitched against her leg side. Waving his hand on the palm of his hand on the chest, his foot deliberately touched his work. "Also keep the rules."

The voice was soft and soft, and the drops dripped into his ears, and they were also sticky with the morning. The little woman refused to push her mouth, but the fleshy toes were gently rubbing his calves, only calling him a commotion under his belly, which was very uncomfortable.

"A month is approaching, only you and me here. Jiaojia should be down, a little bit of hunger and thirst." While talking about pulling the corner, it seems to have lost patience.

The man... was panting and was blinded. Mu Xiyao's beautiful waters and sorrowful eyes glanced at him, his face was flattering, and he called Zong Zhenglin to love him.

"Last night, didn't you just wait for you?" Although he didn't ask him to go in, he actually quit.

"It's still not enough. I can't help but think about it..."

"When the gentleman arrives, do you still have something to discuss today?" What he recently discussed with the Fifth Sui Dynasty is of great importance. Mu Xiyao felt it, maybe, at that time, it was not far away.

Since the Empress Dowager, Yuan Chengdi was a great man. On the third day of the emperor's reign, the royal family sent the empress to the emperor's tomb and was buried next to Gaozong.

The great Wei ancestral system, humble and inactive. It was the birth of Emperor Yuancheng, and the Zhou Dynasty after the Yuan Dynasty.

Since that day, the old man was vegetarian in March to show his condolences. At the beginning of the 19th, the four eastern states of the Great Wei Dynasty encountered a rare snowstorm. Yuan Chengdi worked day and night to work in the country. Even Zong Zhenglin, who was busy with the majority of the month, stayed in the East Warm Pavilion and never returned to the palace.

It is necessary to worry about the state affairs, and the heart has been deeply embarrassed about the death of the Queen Mother. At a time when the Queen Mother was in danger, Yuan Chengdi was hunting with the ministers Xishan. In the evening, I got the news that I was only cold in the night, but I didn’t expect it to be hot in the middle of the night. Waiting for the emperor to rush back to the palace, the Queen Mother is already hanging the last breath.

Waiting to hear the emperor screaming "female queen", the person lying on the phoenix bed suddenly sighed, and actually blinked slightly. I wished it, but I couldn’t hold it anymore. I still have a smile on my lips. People are no longer awake...

Yuan Chengdi’s heart was filled with suffocation, regardless of his body and bones. After all, when I was old, I could afford to survive. Busy but not a dozen days, actually in the early morning, fainting diligent hall.

The prince was acting as a politician. The king of the king, who was separated in the early two years, especially in the west, had frequent actions. The man, like the lurking beast, finally found the time and opened his minions.