The Beloved Imperial Consort

Mu Xiyao, a martial arts? Is this a dance or a "girl"? For a moment, Zong Zhenglin held half of his side and his face was faint. The man is getting more and more unscrupulous outside, and he uses his body to block the sight of others.

"Jiao Jiao promised to pass the temple, there will be a dance." Zong Zhenglin Feng staring at her lips, slowly leaning over.

Mu Xiyao was scared and screamed, and scolded the eyes of the temple. He had to hurry and said that he was returning from the Beijing suburbs and let him appreciate the poor dance skills.

Zong Zhenglin’s face is a pity, the little woman is savvy, and the abacus is well dialed, she has not seen her suffer. Let someone caress her back and continue to dance.

Although the eyes of the next person were cast in the dance hall of the temple, they kept paying attention to the six halls above and the side of his arms. That Mu's mother is more expensive and more mad. Now it is a long time for the pepper house to be the only pet, but also borrowed his son, often soup to send rice.

Qi first couldn't sit still, and helped the wind and weak Liu like the wine cellar and went to the top. "His Highness, the slaves will pay you a cup, congratulations on your eldest son, congratulations to the side of the 妃 得 麟 ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ”

Mu Xiyao thinks that a woman like Qi’s modernity is a social flower, with the splendid and gorgeous opium poppy.

Zong Zhenglin nodded and sipped his cup of Chinese wine, and it was rare to give Qi’s good face.

Qi Shi immediately liked the color, and the rules of the ceremony gave Mu Xiyao a ceremonial graceful return. The rest of the women in this time went to the front and repeatedly toasted, vying for good. Mu Xiyao sat on the top, lazily relying on Zong Zhenglin, accompanied by his flowers, surrounded by beautiful women.

When it was only the turn of Kong’s turn, she saw that she was completely devoid of the enchanting temperament of the past, but she was cautious and somewhat timid.

In the end, even the two dancers were attached to the left and right, and Zong Zhenglin enjoyed the blessings and was not happy.

Mu Xiyao was surrounded by a group of women for a long time. The nose was full of rouge pollen, covering the sleeves and secretly rubbing the nose. It was not easy to suppress the discomfort. It was not embarrassing in public.

Zong Zhenglin, Yu Guangxuan, met Mu Xiyao's little action, and smiled in his heart. He waved everyone to return to the position, and helped her to change her position. People made a half window and only slightly better.

The Fuzhong music teacher played a gentle and pleasant little tune, and the women each had fun and chatted, and for a time they sang Yan language and blossomed.

Mu Xiyao occasionally talked with Tang Yiru, Zhang was sitting honestly, and also got the fruit of Mu Xiyao.

In the midst of the bustle, Tang Huiru’s cellar fell into the ground, and the man’s chest suddenly fell down. He grabbed the Wu’s clothes and scared Wu’s screaming and suddenly went out.

Wu’s jump immediately shocked everyone in the temple and looked at Xiao’s.

This look only found that Xiao Tang's face was full of pain, breathing tight, coughing and panting, as if he could close his breath at any time. For a time, the hall was in a mess, and the screams came one after another.

Serving Qi’s glimpse of the two dancers to the side of the temple, they also helped the master not to fall behind.

This time, the women in the various hospitals have the same kind of learning, and they are close to Zong Zhenglin, and they have come to the top.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Zhang’s dancer, who was suddenly turned over, turned to the ground and screamed at the stomach. The skirt quickly saw blood.

This sub-hall is more chaotic, two women fell to the ground, scared everyone.

The dancer Ji was even white, shivering her fingers behind her, and screaming at someone to push her. But everyone went, and she was clearly behind her, and she was another dancer who was panicked.

Zong Zhenglin's face was dark and his eyes swept over. Everyone had two steps after retreating.

Mu Xiyao immediately got up, let Zhao Hao lift Zhang to go to Dan Ruoyuan, and ask the doctor. I also let the two people go down and tortured them.

Mu Xiyao looked at Tang Huiru's situation, how to look like sudden asthma. Called Molan and carefully explained a few words.

In accordance with the instructions of Mu Xiyao, Molan helped Tang Huiru to adjust to a half-sleep, slowly massaged her back, and soothed and calmed her emotions, only to see Tang Huiru slightly relieved.

Zong Zhenglin stood aside and looked indifferently. He watched the little woman calmly and calmly invited the doctor to diagnose the pulse.

Mu Xiyao retreated to the side, and his eyebrows were slightly embarrassing.

Today, she has half the credit, but the other half is unexpected.

Tang Huiru has been in the government for a long time and has never had an asthma attack. Since the Tang family dared to send her into the government, it must not be a sick person, otherwise it would not be enough to serve the Highness. It's all too coincident.

The doctor diagnosed the pulse and opened the unilateral. He only said that he had eaten improper food and caused the illness. Mu Xiyao is very clear, this is allergies.

Carefully lifted the people back and raised them, and all the talents slowly dispersed. The walking room is a whisper, and it is also a scary discussion of Zhang and Xiao Tang in Dan Ruoyuan.

Zong Zhenglin sent Mu Xiyao back to the yard, returned to the study, looked at the notes on the table, and looked unrecognizable.

The plan of the little woman was nodded by him. In the first place, Zhang’s mortal situation can be avoided. Secondly, in addition to Zong Zheng’s “Dancing Ji”, he can finally fight back.

I don't want to go to the banquet in addition to Mu Xiyao. It’s really good.

The backyard of Zong Zhenglin was actually able to come out. There is such awkward thing, actually dare to involve the former. Zong Zhenglin frowned, it seems that the government needs to be cleaned once, otherwise even if there is a dark guard, it is not foolproof.

Mu Xiyao is also pondering this out, to say that the most hated of the Tang Dynasty is the non-Tang. Unfortunately, she is understaffed, otherwise she should be able to find clues.

In Shuhuiyuan, Tang Yiru was face-to-face, standing alone in front of the glazed porcelain bottle, and wishing to kill Muhammad. It’s her, the last time she intervened in Zhang’s, this time it’s the monk, and Mu’s really doubles himself twice. If it weren't for her, the monk would be quiet forever, and where would there be a mind to harm himself?

The most hateful thing is that I know that I have been concealed, and I can’t tell you clearly. It’s really a good thing! In addition to the woman as soon as possible, otherwise, according to her madness, I am afraid that I will die with my own fish.

Qi looked at Xiao Tang’s being carried away, and his heart was slightly surprised. It seems that the woman’s calculations were lost. I am afraid that I will be implicated in her later. Now you can only get out of the way and get rid of it, otherwise you will endless troubles.

Little Down used the medicine to gradually wake up. I don’t have to think about it, the person who harms her must be the sister. She had her handle on her hand, and she dared to start first, but she was escaped by herself. In the future, her good days will be over.

It was really a day to fight the geese but was blinded! I want to poison Tang Yiru, but I don’t want to let her get it first!

Mu Xiyao in the Dan Ruoyuan falsely guarded Zhang's time, and finally got the news of the royal doctor, Zhang's "fetus" failed to keep, people also need to rest for two months.

Under the wrath of His Highness, the two people danced the two dancers. He also sent a message to Zong Zhengyu, let him send people to collect the body, obviously it was a fire.

In the palace, Shuri Niangniang got the news, knowing that she had lost a "grandson" and immediately found Yuan Chengdi crying and crying.

When Yuan Chengdi stretched his face and left, he put down the silk pad and smiled at the lips.

At first, Shu Shu thought that she had good news and sent a hand to Mu Xiyao. I know that my son had an urgent letter, and I realized that I was being exploited. Now that Zhang’s accident happened, it is obvious that Zong Zhenglin started.

Shu Shu netted her face and thought about the next situation of the great emperor and the nobles.