The Beloved Imperial Consort

Gradually collecting tears, Tang Huiru helped to pick up, sit on the dressing table, and dress the mirror.

Looking at the woman's delicate face in the mirror, Tang Huiru suddenly remembered sitting on a swing and looking at the alleys where the rain and the flowers were spent. When I found out how ridiculous I was, it was also a piece of mud. Nobody cares.

Gently stroking the hair, since she Tang Huiru has been destined to never lose hope, fall into the quagmire, then the sister who is trapped in the ice and purgatory, how can she be alone in the spring, quiet and smiling?

Tang Huiru cleaned up and finally watched the small courtyard accompanying his lonely waiting for countless nights before he left without a hoe.

And to the Fumen, Tang Huiru turned around and took a ceremony. "The big management, Tang's self-awareness is dull, and he is not happy with his Highness. Now there is only one thing to ask for, please take care of the affairs."

Take a letter from the baggage and hand it to the front. "There is a transfer of duty to the side, and the Tang family bids farewell." After a slight bend, he took the donkey and boarded the carriage, and stopped.

Tian Fushan looked at the letter in his hand and remembered the silence of the little dead water in Xiao Tang’s eyes, shaking his head and sighing.

At this time, Shuhuiyuan was also in a hurry.

"The master, the red sleeve just handed the news, she was fainted by Xiao Tang, and wakes up this morning."

"Waste!" Tang Yiru waved his hand and shook his hand, and hated it.

The red sleeve was the second-class 唐 in the court of Tang Huiru, and she was bought by her heavy money. Yesterday I heard that the woman was in a hurry to see the side, she did not know. Fortunately, I thought about it beforehand, and did not let her see the side of the side, otherwise it is not necessarily who is bad now.

This arrangement has been exploited by her. Keeping the red sleeve is a safe picture. If she changes a little, she will remedy it as soon as possible. But I don't want the woman to have some skills after all. I didn't say my eyeliner and left a hidden danger.

What did Tang Huiru do last night?

Tang Yan was sleepy, and the red sleeves were carefully checked in the house. No traces were found. My heart is always not practical, but I can't always find the source.

"The master does not need to worry, that little Tang has no use around him, and it should be foolproof." The eyebrows saw the subject's brow slightly, and they knew that they must be worried.

Tang Huiru gently fiddled with his fingers and bit his lip to meditate for a moment. "No, there will be omissions. Otherwise, why is the monk deliberately fainting the red sleeves? Why is there really no one in her yard?"

The book's eyebrows swayed and shook his head, which made Tang Yiru feel a little peace of mind. It’s just that Tang’s heart is too early. A letter has been placed in the official document submitted by Zong Zhenglin every day and is being sent to other houses.

“Does the father promise to arrange the manpower?” She was sent away just for the convenience.

"The family returned the news. At first, the lord was very hesitant. Until then, Chen had a pros and cons.

"That's good. This time I finally got a break." If I knew Tang Huiru's mind earlier, I wouldn't leave her in the middle of it. It was a pity that he was in the palace, and his father couldn’t keep his heart. After all, he was delayed for many days, and later he changed.

In the evening, Mu Xiyao accidentally got a letter from Xiao Tang, and after careful reading, he finally found the answer that had troubled him for two years.

It turned out that Tang Yiru repeatedly avoided the edge of Xiao Tang’s. It’s really a good thing, not leaking.

Just thinking about the lining, I saw Zong Zhenglin's face cold frost into the house.

"His Royal Highness." Mu Xiyao got up and served.

Zong Zhenglin looked down at the little woman's hair and pulled the man down on the low stool.

"The little Tang's carriage was robbed, and it was already dead. The Emperor's House was seriously injured and sent back to the hospital. Xiao Tang was rescued by passing the Ranger. I don't know where to go."

Mu Xiyao was shocked, Tang Yiru was really heart-wrenching, and even the last road of life wanted to cut off cleanliness. But I don't want this move to justify what Xiao Tang's letter said.

Mu Xiyao snorted, such a woman is already crazy, leaving it alone.

The emperor's palace is competing for superiority, but the brave fight is not enough. The means of the woman's family can still cope with it, and it is better to give it to Zong Zhenglin.

Mu Xiyao took the letterhead on the table and handed it to the inexplicable Zong Zhenglin.

Zong Zhenglin took a look at it, completely strange writing, women's handwriting, just general. After reading the content again, the look is getting more and more dignified. Looking at the complete letter, it is a sneer.

"The snake venom!" At this time, I want to think about the situation of Xiao Tang, and what is unclear.

"His Highness, the battle of the back house has always been dangerous. But after all, it is a means of not being able to stand on the table. If there is no death or hatred between the two, there is restraint. However, this move is tantamount to buying a murderer, but it is too More." Mu Xiyao did not hide his dislike of Tang Yiru, this woman does not remove, the home is difficult.

"And the last time Xiao Tang's sudden illness fell, it was not improper use of food, but was stimulated by sudden illness. It suffered from no evidence and was not exported."

Zong Zhenglin heard the inside story and his brow was tight. I thought it was too coincidental. After that, I would definitely consider it.

"If there was no Molan rescue at that time, would you be killed?"

Mu Xiyao recalled the situation on the day, very sure, "do not wait for a moment, stand up."

Zong Zhenglin has a phoenix eye and a deep eyebrow.

"Jiaojiao assured, the backyard of this temple can not afford to be mad."

Such a woman is crazy, and he is reluctant to have a missed mother.

Mu Xiyao got Zong Zhenglin promised, and his heart was loose. That woman is really a mess. She hasn’t shot herself yet, but she is so busy on the side. Thanks to a little Tang’s smashing her hands and feet, otherwise she could be so comfortable in Dan Ruoyuan.

Mu Xiyao was deeply comforted in his heart, and he carried it up well. He carried a woman whom Zong Zhenglin would never touch, and could help her solve her problems. Unfortunately, boss adults are not very happy, and such benefits will be difficult to enjoy in the future. It’s not easy to steal a lazy.

The two used rice in the hall, and Cheng Qing fed the milk and was being eaten by Gui Gui. The little guys are watching the mother-in-law, and they are so happy that they look at the two people.

Mu Xiyao gave Zong Zhenglin a dish while watching the little buns that Fuwa looked like a sweet smile.

"Concentrate on the use of rice." Six of the temple, see the little woman distracted him, his face is not hesitant.

Mu Xiyao grinned, stinky men have the same bad habits. Whenever you serve him, you have to concentrate on it, otherwise his uncle will give you a face.

As soon as the eyeballs turned, Mu Xiyao changed the dish that was rejected by Zong Zhenglin to the front, and put the celery shoots into his bowl.

The six princes saw the celery in the bowl, and the look was quite severe.

"His Royal Highness, Chengqing looked at it. Your Highness can not make a bad demonstration." Mu side looked serious and solemnly asked the Sixth Highness to make a good example.

Zong Zhenglin’s mouth was pumping, and he looked up and saw his son’s big eyes staring at him. Hesitated for a moment, and he used his clothes to eat and eat slowly.

Mu Xiyao looked at the man's tight side face and secretly laughed. If you are dressed up outside, you will be invulnerable and return to the house to pick her up. Hey, sister doesn't pack you, sister lets your son clean you up.