The Beloved Imperial Consort

Mu Xiyao also expected to be worse, it is the time when Zong Zhenglin came to Qingzhou. Zong Zhenglin did not arrive after the festival, but two days ahead of schedule, and made a special trip to Qingzhou. He often visited the Fifth Sui Dynasty. Mu Xiyao is very curious, guessing whether there will be three kinds of affair.

The result was the afternoon of the second day, Mu Xiyao received a farewell letter from the fifth Yuying, saying that he would go home with the fifth sui Dynasty and end the visit to the friend. As a result, Mu Xiyao concluded that most of this was done. After the fifth squadron returns home, it will be arranged properly. The next time you receive a letter, it should be sent from the capital.

The festival is approaching, and this family reunion, Mu Xiyao is very valued. Without him, this should be the last round of the annual festival of Mu Xiyao in her family. After waiting for her, it will be delivered to Yuan Chengdi in the near future.

Therefore, when Mu Jinzhi finally rushed back to the Zhizhou government in the big night, it was the more welcoming greetings and greetings from Mu Xiyao than in the past. Straight in his heart, I am afraid that Mu Xiyao will have any moths, or do you have to take a black pot?

After a family and a beautiful year, Mu Xiyao reluctantly sent Mu Jinzhi out of the house. Looking at the youth in front of the eyes, the wind is chic, and I will leave myself with a hearty, warm smile and go to the horse.

Mu Xiyao did not feel wet, but pressed her mind and turned back. There is not much time left, there are too many things that need her preparation.

Sitting on the second floor of the hotel building, looking at the scenes of the people on the street, Zong Zhenglin suddenly remembered that late last autumn, the warm and sweet, female voice that has not been able or forgotten. Also, the plain white hand that only put down the curtain.

This evening, the Great Wei Dynasty was the most serious and serious of the Six Emperors, and fell into a shackle for the first time. In the dream, the little hand is soothing, the woman who can't see the face is scornful, soft and delicate, and one after another, let his dream release the long-awaited desire. Get up early in the morning and leave a faint impression. Zong Zhenglin looked ugly and sat up to open the quilt. Sure enough, it was a mess.

Outside the door came the defending door knocking, "His Royal Highness, but got up?"

"Immediately send the bucket of hot water in, then retreat." Zong Zhenglin screamed.

After a bit of grooming, after the expressionless expression, sit on the bed and swear. At the moment, Liu Dian’s mood is hard to say.

Ever since, the temperament is indifferent, and the manner of Zong Zhenglin has been so arrogant. Moreover, it is now the second time it is inexplicable, and the image of the woman flashed in the brain. The figure of Dina, the white hand, the soft voice. The more you want to look, the worse. Zong Zhenglin believes that he is not a woman, and the two aides in the backyard cannot arouse his desires. Every time I face them, they are reluctant.

What is going on now? It is a kind of offense to actually give such a sly mind to a woman who is looking for a good face. Zong Zhenglin was extremely upset inside.

Finally, I waited until my own temple pushed the door out. The defending looked up and looked at the sky. It was already awkward. When I was in the temple, I got up and played a boxing sword in the yard. Why have you missed the morning exercise even today? You must know that the six emperors, Zong Zhenglin, started playing at the age of four and started to fight and punch. Practice day and day, never stop. Even if it rains and falls, it is in the practice room and has not slacked off.

His Highness got up early, but he called the water. Isn't it right? It won't take so long. Defending thinks that in the recent period of time, His Royal Highness has become more and more weird. Coupled with the previous sigh, this is the second time the master is abnormal.

Looking at it again, the defending heart was shocked. Only then did he only pay attention to the time of the hour, and he was distracted and pondered the abnormality of the temple. At this point, I noticed that the person in front of me was cold and cold, showing the strong meaning of being close to others. what happened? This is only one night, how is it all different? When I went to bed last night, my Highness was clearly fine.

Ren Weijun broke his head, and it is hard to imagine that all causes are only a spring dream from the Sixth Hall.

Mu Xiyao had a very good time. Although I can't bear this courtyard, I can't bear to leave home. When I was at night, it was very embarrassing, but I was able to go out and look at this world before the decree was released. It is a comfort to breathe freely into the air of this dynasty.

Da Wei is a relatively enlightened dynasty. It is not forbidden for women to read and read. Although there is no progress to the establishment of women's studies, everyone can enter the school to receive education, but there are libraries open to the public. Each state city has a library, and all the school students, the famous scholars, and the young family members can borrow or copy the books.

Mu Xiyao will come to the school several times a month. Although there are a lot of books in the family, they are mostly books on history, policy, river management, and agricultural and commercial affairs. Mu Xiyao in the State City School, but can borrow more travel notes, miscellaneous notes, biographies, and even some words, drama, or Qimen skill books. These make Mu Xiyao very happy.

Today, I am free to look at the Yuzhou travel notes in the library, looking at the strange customs of Qingzhou, Mu Xiyao yearning for. I was focusing on the marriage customs in Yuzhou. I was very interested in it, but I was reminded by Molan behind me that it was time to return to the government. Mu Xiyao refused to close the book, and carefully healed the corners. Then he got up and came to the bookshelf, raised his hand and put the books back in place.

"Miss, you are the one who Molan has seen most loved books."

"Unfortunately, there are so many good books, not enough time, there are many regrets." Mu Xiyao smiled and shook his head, only to feel that time passed too fast.

"A few days later, Miss Molan accompanied the lady to the library."

Mu Xiyao is awkward, laughing and not talking. It’s not that today’s time is not enough, but in the future, it’s harder to enter the library as it is today. Mu Xiyao thought, there was more gloom between the looks.

"Go back." With Molan, he walked lightly and walked out. But I don't want to, there are still a few steps away from the library door. A scholar dressed up in youth, suddenly came over and took a ceremony. Then stood still, and looked up at her with uneasiness.

Mu Xiyao inexplicably looked at people, did not know. Looking at Molan from the side, Molan is also confused, shaking his head gently.

The scholar seems to be quite uncomfortable, his face is getting more and more red, suddenly taking a deep breath, and seriously said to Mu Xiyao: "I don't want to disturb the young lady. But", the voice is somewhat unstable, but the courage is steady and steady. Breath, "Let's admire Miss for a long time. Every time the lady goes to the library, she sits at the table next to the lady." After that, she couldn't speak, stayed, and the hands on her side were slightly trembling.

Mu Xiyao was shocked, too unexpected for her. Molan squinted and looked back at her own lady, completely unaware of how to deal with it. In Dawei, unmarried women are not forbidden to go out to make friends, so occasionally there are bold people who express their love to the woman they like.

The problem is that this is a library and it is in full view. Mu Xiyao looks weird, this is the ancient library romance?

Molan was anxiously red eyes. How was it last time, this time I changed the scholar? Although acting completely different, they are all rude. If it is for the lady to know, how is it?

Or Mu Xiyao was the first to slow down. Did not directly talk to the scholar, but turned back to ask Molan: "Is this son?" Do not use Molan to answer, and suddenly realized it, and the book said, "Zhang Gongzi is well. Or I said last time. I don’t understand enough. But it’s not mine. However, I am in the son... I don’t have any other thoughts.” After that, I was a little sad to take a ritual and take the ink to go away.

Molan is confused and wondering, what is the son of Zhang, and the last time? Last time, it wasn’t the case. The young lady deliberately did this, but she told the scholar to know that even if he was so personal, the young lady might not have noticed. He can't accept his affection.

Molan figured out why, and his heart was brisk. The scholar was standing in the same place, and he woke up for a long time, but it was greatly hurt and his face was defeated.

"I am not that Zhang Gongzi..." He lost his soul and stumbled out of the door.

One more person is in a worse mood. Zong Zhenglin stood stiffly behind the bookshelf, and on the face of Leng Jun, his expression could not be described as unsightly.

He was looking through the book "Shan Shui Jing" and intended to change the next volume to continue to check. But I didn't want to look up and see a woman figure passing by, as if I had met before, and there were subtle differences.

This is because Mu Xiyao grows taller and taller, and today's clothing is simple and airy, not the same as before. Zong Zhenglin can see a few things at a glance, it is not easy. Then I listened to the woman's response to the scholar, soft and soft tone. Zong Zhenglin was shocked when he was awkward.

is her! His Royal Highness, the Sixth Emperor of the Great Wei Dynasty, gave birth to a guilty conscience. Until the back disappeared completely, Zong Zhenglin did not move half a step.

The morning of that day made him feel ashamed and could not speak at all. This is the first time Zong Zhenglin has produced an idea that is ashamed to see people. But now I feel uncomfortable, Zong Zhenglin wants to not understand why this feeling comes from, but knows the son of her son, and the scholar who is facing the face, so that he is very unhappy, blocking his heart is very Anxious.

The defending is unlucky. His Royal Highness came out of the library and it was cold. Only after a few steps, but suddenly stopped, only a moment of hard work, his face was completely dark, and the pace of speeding up, the whole process silently. On the road, Zhang Jun’s face was stretched, and even the footsteps were heavier than usual. The length of the defending body is along with the leaves, and it is also honest to see this situation, followed by the trend.

After Zong Zhenglin returned to the hospital, he immediately ordered to leave tomorrow and return to Beijing in advance.

In Qingzhou, too close to the woman, Zong Zhenglin felt that he was very likely to lose his sense of proportion. I suddenly stopped because I suddenly wanted to understand that the scene of the conversation between the woman and the scholar had just the first reaction. If he didn't guess wrong, it should be the little trick the woman made, but it was mischievous.

But she is naughty or not, what do she do with herself? Why did you stop being depressed and now calm down? Thinking about it, I felt that the woman had disturbed his mood and was really abhorrent. Even more worried about him, but he was actually a woman, chaos, is not ridiculous?