The Beloved Imperial Consort

Chapter 257: Invited

Flipping the ochre-red sandalwood nameplate in her hand, Mu Xiyao smiled, propped her chin and winked at Zong Zhenglin who was sitting upright behind the desk.

"Your Highness, this time the concubine entered Shengjing Academy with a real ability of honor. You have no reason to stop her from going out."

The last time I took Zhao Qing with me, I planned to sneak in in a disguise, but the Sixth Highness saw through it, stopped him halfway, and let her miss the big event of the "Ten Young Masters Banquet". Now that she has been invited by Hongwen Poetry Club, with Muyu's status, she is dignified and dignified, accepting the invitation as a guest of honor.

"My concubine is one of the seven teacher judges. Although it is not as important as you and everyone's review seats, she is still a person, do you think so?" Mu Xiyao raised her small hand, shaking the name tag on her fingertips, The cheerfulness on his face made Zong Zhenglin stop writing without realizing it.

The double pupils are water-cut, and the complexion is greasy, which is what a beauty should be.

"Jiaojiao, there is no better way for a villain to achieve success than this." After closing the document, His Highness Sixth Prince put down his pen to stretch his muscles, leaned on the seat, and made fun of the woman with bright teeth not far away. Tease the little things from time to time, when there are occasional surprises.

Sure enough, without asking him to wait any longer, he saw the little girl snorting, Bai Yu's face was full of displeasure, she jumped off the brocade couch and stomped her feet, and people rushed to embrace her.

"Your Highness, do you see someone making fun of his own heart and soul at such a short time? He also said that he loves his concubine, is it to coax people?" Being embraced by Zong Zhenglin very quickly, Mu Xiyao hung her eyes. head, a pair of small hands randomly rubbed His Highness Six's chest. As if it wasn't enough, he circled his temple hair and pulled it twice. "His Royal Highness treats concubines a lot of bad things, it's really bad-hearted."

Zong Zhenglin surrounded the beauty as he wished, with a faint smile in his eyes.

Well, I raised a very delicate one, and I was complained that my life was not going well.

"A lot of bad things? Jiaojiao, where do you start with this?" Zong Zhenglin tightened his grip on her waist, leaned close to her neck, and lightly sniffed Mu Xiyao's sweet and soft fragrance, as if listening attentively.

"You are hiding a woman to be your concubine!" This meant that Zong Zhenglin would not let her meet Chunyu Yao, and it took her a lot of trouble to find someone.

"Concubines are not allowed to eat meat during confinement!" When she just woke up after giving birth, His Highness the Sixth Highness only ordered people to bring bird's nest porridge.

"You only care about your son in your heart, and you look coldly at your concubine!" Regarding Mu Xiyao making fun of her son in various ways, His Highness the Sixth Highness protected the little one, and often made a bad face.

"You also took my concubine's books, so I won't allow you to look through them again." When Zong Zhenglin found out that he was secretly flipping through the manly storybook with a lot of broth, His Royal Highness immediately became angry and called the steward to confiscate and burn them all.

"The most important thing," Mu Xiyao poked him on the arm with shame and anger on her face, "Your Highness, you have a strong physique, and you torment this concubine to keep people from sleeping!" The red-eyed Zong Zhenglin caught him back and begged for mercy until he was taught a lesson, regretting his mistakes.

"Even your concubine's clothes are very picky!" Whenever he went out and changed into an eye-catching dress, Zong Zhenglin's face would be cold, and he sent people back to the house to take advantage of all the advantages, and forced them to change. Normal style.

"Tell me," Mu Xiyao kicked her calves repeatedly, and the round-toed embroidered shoes seemed to brush against the side of his legs, only scratching Zong Zhenglin's index finger. "You don't care about basic necessities, food, housing, and transportation. There are many restrictions."

The stinky man has a lot of problems of his own, and he doesn't think about his own faults, so he makes a lot of demands on her. Mu Xiyao's bright red lips pouted, she stared into her watery eyes, a part of her porcelain white slender neck was exposed, there was no imposing manner to speak of, in the eyes of His Highness the Sixth Highness, this appearance was clearly delicious.

"Jiaojiao can be more savage, this hall will clean up everything, so that Xiaonizi will have a long memory." Zong Zhenglin narrowed his eyes, glanced at her slightly stretched clothes, and his eyes darkened.

The palm that was caressing the back had a tendency to move forward slowly, which finally made the woman who was about to choke vigilant.

To suffer! The big boss has a wrong expression, he seems to be emotional. Anyway, not at this moment.

"His Royal Highness, Your Highness. It's just past noon, and you have to go back to the Prince's Mansion to discuss matters later." You have a lot of important affairs, so you quickly left my concubine's backyard. Political affairs are important.

Mu Xiyao carefully supported his shoulders, and she was about to push him away.

"Want to escape, huh?" Zong Zhenglin restrained the woman who was about to retreat, his eyes full of desire. "It is said that the hall treated you harshly. Jiaojiao, she took off her clothes and told the hall to take a look. These days, there is a lot of shortage."

Mu Xiyao was immobilized by the man on her body, she was anxious, but she couldn't resist.

"Master Wei will come soon, you endure the night..." The little face blushed, facing the Sixth Highness, she could only think of a way to delay.

If a man is emotional, he must never be disobedient. After being taught too many times, Mu Xiyao had to learn to be cute. It's a pity that when he said these words, he was ashamed after all. He was as charming as Mu Xiyao, and he seldom tolerated like this.

"I can't wait." Zong Zhenglin's breath was unsteady, and he buried himself in Mu Xiyao's neck vaguely. "Be good. Let this hall fulfill its wish, and it won't be too late to let you go."

late! Mu Xiyao gasped and scratched his back. The person she was going to meet later, but it was very easy to arrange a meeting in the Fifth Dynasty, and get rid of Zong Zhenglin's eyes and ears. This is not an easy task.

The woman under her body has loose temples and a charming face, crying coquettishly like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, with little strength left.

Zong Zhenglin's eyes were dark and dark, and they were aroused by Mu Xiyao's mood, making them even more fiery. Feeling that her words were not right, he was also moved, and his heart itched unbearably.

Mu Xiyao leaned her neck, being teased by him gradually lost her clarity. Just as he was about to be discouraged and let him do what he wanted to do, he was frightened by the sound of invitation from outside the door, making Lingling tremble, and most of his sanity recovered.

The blue veins on Zong Zhenglin's forehead popped up, Mu Xiyao tightened his grip just now when he was panicked, it almost made him unable to control his excitement. Being disturbed at this time, His Royal Highness was very angry.

"What's the matter?" Yan Chengzhou could not abide by the rules and rush to see him, which shows that the incident happened suddenly and was extremely urgent.

"Your Highness, the Empress Dowager has fainted! The Emperor urgently invites all His Highnesses to enter the palace immediately."

The knuckles of Zong Zhenglin's palm holding Mu Xiyao turned white, and fine sweat rolled down from the corners of his forehead. Taking one last look at the delicate and timid woman, Zong Zhenglin took a deep breath, finally stopped wanting to move, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.

After a while, when the man opened his eyes again, his eyes were calm and calm.

"Jiaojiao, wait here obediently. This hall will come back as soon as you go, don't be naughty." Putting the person on the couch, Zong Zhenglin pulled the brocade quilt for her, kissed her brow lightly, and put on a big cloak after tidying up a little step out.

Mu Xiyao's eyelashes fluttered, and the light in her eyes flickered.

The queen fainted? There was no such plot in the previous life... Lying on his back, he secretly doubted, and his thoughts gradually became crooked without realizing it.

In other words, the man Zong Zhenglin just forgot to check his demeanor carefully when he went out. The Sixth Highness, who is strong and healthy, rarely wears a cloak during the day...

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