The Beloved Imperial Consort

Zong Zhenglin took Mu Xiyao to live in Bezhuang, but he was dragged to pregnant for more than four months before he rushed back to the house in the first half of the month.

"Let them quietly in the backyard and stay in the door and see the ceremony again." Zong Zhenglin took Mu Xiyao off the bus and directly told Tian Fushan to take care of the newcomers in the backyard, so as not to disturb Mu Xiyao.

"His Highness, the day of the ceremony is in the Jiahe Hall. You can't disguise yourself?" Why do you want to clear the court when you hold a crown? The rules of the Great Wei Dynasty really made Mu Xiyao speechless. It is more open to women, and there are female officials in the palace. However, the crown is so heavy, but the woman is not allowed to observe.

"Want to see?" Zong Zhenglin saw Mu Xiyao's eyes bright, all looking forward to.

"Nature is thinking." Guan Li and He Yu are both things that Mu Xiyao has been curious for a long time. She should have had a gift, but it was too early to marry, and the baby was hugged. And nature is not with her. Dawei’s harmony is only for Miss Shijia who has not yet made a cabinet. Not everyone can have this honor.

Zong Zhenglin was silent for a moment, thinking a little. On the 3rd day before the crown ceremony, you need to bathe fast. On the day of the ceremony, Yuan Chengdi and Sangong will arrive. The only one who can stay on the spot is the only daughter who is a woman.

"Besides as a waiter, you can watch it. You don't want to stay less."

Mu Xiyao is overjoyed, can Zong Zhenglin really arrange her to mix in? This is a major event that undermines the etiquette. However, there are not a few rules for the destruction of His Highness. The man I used to do is domineering.

"His House is back?" Su Shirou threw away the female red, and looked at Dai Dai in a complicated look.

"Master, you can't think about being awkward with your Highness. Ordinary people are awkward and awkward. It's not a good lord. The slaves listened to the people saying that except for Mu, His Royal Highness is usually It’s cold and clear to people, and it’s very majestic. Such a man must be arrogant and arrogant. Where can he accommodate a woman’s trouble?”

"I am not stupid enough to provoke my highness!" Su Shi was annoyed. She just can't calm down in her heart. "When the Highness is back, can you tell me when to serve tea?"

"There is a big deal to say that it is just entering the door, a parallel ceremony."

Su Shi is very soft, what is this?

"Don't let tea?" Wan Yiwen looked at Zhu Jin. What does this mean?

Is Zong Zhenglin wanting to leave a face to Helian Minmin? Wan Yuwen's face was gloomy, and the fingers of the nails were painted hard to fasten the lining.

"I want to go lazy again?" Zong Zhenglin surrounded Mu Xiyao's waist from behind, and stroked her abdomen with big hands.

The woman lazily shrinks her toes and dislikes it. "Inferior gouache, unpleasant!"

Squeezing her ears, Zong Zhenglin trained people, "How is it so delicate? Palace powder is also unbearable?" This woman is typical of the inch, I do not know convergence. Regardless of teaching for three days, I will give you a lot of tricks.

"Whoever let them have their own eyes when they are pregnant? Annoying!" Mu Xiyao usually does not need rouge gouache, this is a group of women to get together, a mess of taste, uncomfortable not uncomfortable?

"His Highness, is this Qinglou Chu Pavilion really so good? How is a man who wants to drill in? I think about the powder of the sky, I really can’t stand it. And the flying Juanpa, seeing people on the face Sweep, have you changed?"

Zong Zhenglin was teased by the strange thoughts in Mu Xiyao’s mind. What do women think about? Most of Shengjing’s ability to enter the Qinglou is “Yaji”, which is very popular among clan scribes. The people in her mouth are just low-key, can not enter the brothel to stay in the museum. Is the broth in the eyes of the noble woman in the family so filthy?

"Do not want to talk nonsense, if it is leisure, it is no harm to disguise the secret visit." It is beneficial to bring a small woman to see the world. Shengjing is prosperous, but it also hides dirt. Lest she not know the depths, go out of the house.

Mu Xiyao's eyes are bright, can you go see? “Is it a small restaurant?”

"Let's relax!" Zong Zhenglin angered, grabbing people over is a good fight. Still want to go to the small hall? It seems that she must be able to feel at ease after she has to look at the prison.

Mu Xiyao moved the stone and licked his own feet. This time it was really repaired enough. Six of His Royal Highness is the most difficult to tolerate her "women and women do not repair", this woman is always old love to hit the top, but still do not know repentance.

Zong Zhenglin left the government before the ceremony, and the phoenix eyed her to see her half a mile. "Well, if you can't answer the exam, you can't answer it." It doesn't wait for her to return, and she will leave.

What does this mean? What book is it? Mu Xiyao was confused and looked at the six halls and got up and left.

In the evening, I used the meal. Zhao Wei held a stack of books and bowed it down.

When Mu Xiyao took over and read the title of the book, he was so angry that he gnashed his teeth and took a book to the desk.

Zong Zhenglin that bastard!

Actually let her read "Women's Regulations", "Inside Training", "Repairing Instrument", "Female Fan Jielu"! Isn't that a small question? Isn't this still not a problem? As for it, as for?

His uncle, next time you must wear a female esteem, play NP, too wrong.

Yuan Chengdi Zhang and the thirteenth year, the fourth day of June, the six princes of Zong Zhenglin in the Jiahe Temple line ceremony. The emperor is intimate, the Taishi congratulations, and the Taibao crown.

Mu Xiyao dressed in a white kimono, quietly sitting in the soft chair of the compartment, looking out through the gauze. The defender's face was white and his mouth was tight.

Yao master has fun to play in the Jiahe Hall! Is this not for him? His Royal Highness has indulged in this, and Guan Li has allowed her to destroy the rules of the ancestors. The defending champion suddenly remembered the stern and serious six-south hall. Today's master, Wei Wei was so sad that he looked at the front of the body and was sitting on the sidelines. How old was it that he was broken by this one?

Mu Xiyao looked at Zong Zhenglin's pen, even if he bent his knees, it was also an imposing manner. The man is so strong that he shows his inner loneliness. It’s no wonder that the flowers and flowers of the wild flowers are constantly rushing to the body.

Zong Zhenglin, who was in the middle of the main hall, was crowned with a deep purple piping and crowned, and crowned the crown. After that, he stood tall and stood tall and solemn.

Yuan Chengdi nodded his hand and praised one or two.

Mu Xiyao looked at Zong Zhenglin's eyes, and he was self-conscious and graceful. With a grunt, he quietly left with the defending.

The defending champion is admiring the unparalleled temperament of His Royal Highness, and he listens to the arrogant "male peacock's favorite swaying" of Yao's master. The foot is suddenly awkward, the mouth is twitching, and his forehead is sweating.

Zong Zhenglin Yu Guang noticed that the figure was no longer behind, and he took back his mind and accepted the party’s congratulations.

In addition to the attire, Mu Xiyao swayed in the Royal Garden to stop and enjoy the game. In her mind, she thought that Zong Zhenglin would really check her "homework."

Being divided into the gods, Zhao Wei gently pulled the sleeves. After listening to the people behind him, they asked Ann, and then they noticed the gentleman who smiled in front of him.

Mu Xiyao stayed for a moment and immediately became a big man. Busy in the look, bowed and bowed. "The five halls are well."

Zong Zhengming caught the uncomfortable feelings between Mu Xiyao's look, and did not say that he was broken. Also see her dress thin, not wearing a dress, the brows slightly.

"At the end of the spring, you should be cold, don't be greedy."

Zhao Yulan eccentrically stared at Mu Xiyao’s attention. When was the master and the five emperors so familiar?

"His Royal Highness!" The soft female voice behind her interrupted Mu Xiyao's awkward sorrow. When she turned back, she saw a strange woman looking at herself and her eyes were not good.

Who is coming? What is this look? Mu Xiyao blinked slightly and tried to think back.