The Beloved Imperial Consort

"His Royal Highness," Mu Xiyao looked at the wind, and ridiculed that, "Hey, but after a long time waiting for the temple, it is only playing with Chengqing." A pair of beautiful eyes drip in Zong Zhenglin. In fact, she was sincerely happy, watching his and Zong Zhenglin's small face culprit, and secretly stealing music.

"Jiaojiao, you can rush into it and drag the temple away." Zong Zhenglin handed his son Sui Guiyu's arms and turned to hold his baby.

Mu Xiyao snorted and laughed, and he was very happy to dance. "His Royal Highness remembers this promise, and sooner or later will catch a pair."

"Why do you need to meet the petite wish sooner or later, and let you **** the bed later." Zong Zhenglin took a person and went to Shuangyanchi.

Mu Xiyao exclaimed, scared his neck tightly, biting his ear and pulling gently.

This man was well trained by her. Zong Zhenglin of the last life is a slag, not only the human slag, but also the temper. Nowadays, it is knowledgeable and interesting, and the hatchback flirting is a commonplace, and the fun is also readily available.

Molan looked at the table with the cold food on the table, and greeted the orchids and quickly took it away. The two masters are intimate, and the rice is not used. After the happiness, they are hungry. The keeper will have to be awkward with the Highness.

In response to the Molan conjecture, Zhao Wei and others waited outside, and listened to the deliberate gentleness of the Highness, all of them are swearing words. If you don't have to wait for someone to wait, you really can't stand the two people tired.

In the night, Zong Zhenglin enjoyed the blessings and took Mu Xiyao through her neck.

"This temple needs to take Su Shi to Beijing for two days, Jiao Jiao Mo wants to make trouble, take care of the son of this temple." Zong Zhenglin stroked Mu Xiyao more obvious belly.

When Mu Xiyao’s brain turned, he knew Zong Zhenglin that he would use Su Bowen to open the road and beheaded slightly.

"His Royal Highness can be known as 'Tao Weng good wine, drunk in Yuquan'?"

Zong Zhenglin’s glimpse, the world’s well-known “Nan Tao North Xiao”, Da Wei Zhen Mingshi also. Unfortunately, Tao Gong is so addicted to wine, half a step away from Yuzhou Jiuquan. There will also be two drinks a day, and the bamboo will help. How many people are full of ambitions, want to invite Tao Gong out of the mountains. In the end, they all returned to the feathers.

"I want to ask Tao Weng, first worship Qinqin." Mu Xiyao yearning for an opening. This is a kind of essay that is similar to the esoteric period. It is a pity that she has no chance to see it. In the backyard, I am destined to miss many legends. The price of the rice worm is one foot and a half days on the head.

Zong Zhenglin’s eyes were blooming, and the big hands of Mu Xiyao were slightly tightened. This woman...

On the following day, His Highness, in the unbelievable eyes of the people, set foot on the carriage with Su Su.

He Lianmin felt that Mu Xiyao had nothing to do with leisure, and he was puzzled.

Wan Yuwen pinched the jade and frowned. How is this going? Why did His Royal Highness suddenly spread Su Shirou’s unidentified woman? They all decided to start with Mu Xiyao, but unexpectedly came out like this. Do you want to move next? Is it just a piece of chess that is hidden by the six halls?

If you want to replace the pieces that can be replaced at any time, then it is not worth your effort. Moreover, it is natural that the human hand can be exposed without exposure.

"Zhu Jin, the action is suspended."

The woman’s surprise is whether Zong Zhenglin deliberately did it, or whether she is so, one day she will surface.

"The master, the news of the six emperors' government came."

The woman’s finger-like fingertips passed through the dark newspaper and it was cold.

"Don't care about others, just stare at Mus."

Whether she is favored or not, it is a dead end.

On the carriage of Jincheng, Su Shi was stiff and straight. Sixth Highness has been reviewing the file since he got on the bus, and he has not been spared for a moment.

"Sit uncomfortable, just go to the carriage behind you to rest."

Su Shirou was shocked by Zong Zhenglin, who suddenly spoke out. He quickly changed his position and responded softly. "Nothing is boring, and there is no need to worry about your lord. It matters."

How could she go to the back carriage and two to treat one place. It’s easy to get close to your highness, and you have to seize the opportunity to die.

Moved a little forward and raised his hand to Zong Zhenglin and poured a cup of hot tea. "His Royal Highness, the weather is hot and hot, drink more water."

Zong Zhenglin did not lift his head. He took the cup that was handed under the eyelids. He just touched the fingertips of Su's finger. Suddenly, the plump eyeballs skyrocketed, and the pickpocket threw the teacup out.

Su Shirou was frightened by Zong Zhenglin’s sudden move. When he returned to the gods, he was taken over by Zong Zhenglin and jumped from the fast-moving carriage.

"Ah!" The woman's sharp screams rang in the ear, and Zong Zhenglin frowned slightly.

"To shut up."

Su Shi was so scared that she was pale and shivering. She only had to hold Zong Zhenglin’s neck tightly, and the whole person was tightly wrapped around him.

Looking at the shadows flying in front of the eyes, the arrows passing by in the air, all of which made the Su Shi soft in the deep stunned.

When Zong Zhenglin landed, he pulled Su Shirou from his body and his sword was in his hand. The whole person was murderous.

"Come out!" The man screamed out, and the three-footed Qingfeng screamed.

The defending guard took the six priests and the side of the Soviet Union with the guards in the middle, listening to the surrounding movements.

The silence in the woods, Zong Zhenglin's eyes are combined, and the moment is the sword gas, and only a short distance to the air.

The black man saw his deeds and could only face the head. "Hands!"

Su Shi softly crouched on the ground, only staring at the high back of Zong Zhenglin, hands folded the dress into a ball, fingertips buckled into the soil, tears could not stop falling.

Twenty black men, all of them are extraordinary, surrounded by Zong Zhenglin and his entourage, fighting hard to kill, at first glance is the top dead.

"His Royal Highness, you take the side squat first." The defending squad saw the situation in jeopardy, and the shot was smashed, and the move was fatal. All of them ignored the knife in the body and only smashed the blood.

"No need." Zong Zhenglin Yu Guangyu saw that Su Shi was honestly staying, and he left behind no matter what, the internal interest was lifted, and the whole person jumped out and entered the battle group.

Seeing that the Fu Wei was injured in succession, Zong Zhenglin had three points in his hands. Flip and move, the surrounding sorcerers fell to the ground, all of them are in the eyebrows of the eyebrows, one blows the commandments.

The leader saw the situation is not good, attempted to evacuate, but was entangled in the death of the defending, waiting for Zong Zhenglin to come out, they know that the death will come.

Looking around, seeing the brethren all the same, all smiles. "The world only knows that the Great Hall is brave and war-fighting, but I don't know that the Sixth Highness is hidden. Someone is convinced orally." After that, he did not drag, and pulled the sword to the neck, and the blood sprang out.

Su Shirou had already been scared to be stupid. At this time, the front was bloody, and it was black and fainted.

"His Royal Highness, it should be the slain of the sire."

Zong Zhenglin nodded and listened to the accent.

"Clean up."

"Yes."

When Su Shiruo regained consciousness, people were already lying in the carriage, and all the clothes were changed.

"Master, you finally woke up." Red glaze looked at her worriedly, her eyes flushed.

They were left behind, only to listen to the front of the blade, shouting and killing, scared to hide in the carriage and shiver. When the side of the Soviet Union was taken back by His Royal Highness, the person was already unaware, his body was filthy, and the skirt was stained with blood.

Looking at the front of the maid, Su Shi softly returned to God, touched the heart, and then afraid. Thinking of the critical moment to protect his warm chest, Su Shirou seduce.

"His Royal Highness?"