Chapter 293

The small body in his arms trembled, and Zong Zhenglin's eyebrows furrowed even more. How can I comfort this woman when she cries?

"Jiaojiao, don't cry." Very blunt. His Highness the Sixth Highness is extremely jerky about this.

The more reasonable you are with hypocritical women, the more energetic you will be. Mu Yaonu burst into tears, her eyelashes fluttered due to her sobs, her small mouth was deflated, her hands were folded in front of her chest, and she was grabbing the skirt with her two fingers. It's a pity that it was a waste of face and ruined the pitiful state of "Xizi Holding Heart". Fortunately, someone has benefited from it.

Seeing her golden beans hitting Dan Kou's little hands one by one, His Highness the Sixth Highness was so scared that it really hurt his heart.

"Don't cry anymore." The man's voice was soft, with a touch of pity, and he was a little uncomfortable.

Compared with his usual majesty and sternness, it was really not easy for Zong Zhenglin to coax her to this point.

"Ah." She cried too much, and was about to respond. Opening his mouth, he breathed wildly, and couldn't help but hiccupped. Tears rolled down one after another, not because of grievance, but because of feeling ashamed.

Sensing her embarrassment, Zong Zhenglin stroked her back with his palm. Nuannuanrourou, compared with words, he is more suitable for conveying his heart between actions and deeds.

"Don't be ashamed." Without her delicate face, those half-drooped eyes are still so beautiful that it makes his heart warm. "That's it, my hall also loves it."

The weeping little woman, as long as she doesn't mess with his clothes and wipes away the concern in his heart, it will make him feel interesting.

After receiving a good word, Mu Xiyao slowly raised her neck, looked at him with misty black eyes, and complained sadly. "You are in the concubine's house, and you are close to the woman next to you, and you will poke the concubine's heart." Exaggerated words did not prevent her from taking the opportunity to make trouble. "My concubine is sad when she looks at this room."

"People who have nothing to do with being taken advantage of, don't talk about pampering, even getting close is unnecessary." Zong Zhenglin's attitude was firm and unambiguous. He also felt that his words were too harsh, and it was rare to coax her, "The furnishings in the room can only be changed."

"Then you clasp her waist and bend over to kiss her, even my concubine will see it."

"I was interrupted by Jiaojiao." Her kick did not only interrupt him on purpose. Even in the dream, he was not told to be pure.

"Then you touched her here." I was a little aggrieved, and I had to find someone to talk about.

The topic took a weird turn.

Seeing the little woman pointing her finger at her heart, Zong Zhenglin's eyes suddenly darkened.

"It's not as good as Jiaojiao Wei'an."

"..."

The conversation progressed to this point, and Mu Xiyao suddenly realized that crying in front of a man with a black belly is a skill. If he didn't have anything, he led him astray.

The two were locked in the room to talk about private matters. There were a group of people around the door of the main room, and they were so anxious that they wanted to poke a hole in the window so that they could hear more clearly. Everyone was terrified. There is such a commotion here, how could it seem that Master Yao could be heard crying? Could it be that His Highness is so stern, that he really got angry. The master couldn't bear it, so he cried like this for the first time?

The tone was quite audible, and after a while, His Highness ordered someone to deliver hot water. It can be seen that the master is really crying hard. After entering the room to have a look, the hanging heart immediately landed firmly again. Sure enough, worrying about the master is nothing to mess with. Zhao Momo and the others immediately let out a long breath, and only followed Mu Xiyao's two big maids for a long time, but they looked at each other strangely, and then looked at the scene on the couch, how did it become more and more familiar?

The master's eyes are red, and the tip of his nose and lips are also bright red. Laying obediently on His Highness's chest, she leaned her neck up and let him wipe her face. The whole person was soft and curled up on the couch, with a blanket under his knees.

If his highness behind the master was replaced by the wife of the Mu family... Mo Lan suddenly realized that it was over, it would be difficult for his highness to stand up to such a master.

"My eyes hurt, my throat hurts, and my body hurts too. I can't breathe well, it's uncomfortable." Rubbing the corners of his eyes, he murmured, feeling pitiful.

"Your Highness, you still forbid the concubine's feet. You are unreasonable." He hummed and coughed twice, feeling weak.

"Deliberately making my concubine angry. I'm still going to keep it, and I've taken all the medicine for nothing. The money was spent unjustly, and my heart is trembling."

This tone... Hui Lan's eyes widened, except for the change of address when she was acting like a baby with his wife, even the words were more than half the same. The master wants to be lazy?

"Your Highness, you are impatient with my concubine crying when she is sad, and you don't say anything to coax my concubine. Just a few words in such a cold and clear way, don't you think you despise him and just perfunctory?"

The conscience of heaven and earth, even Zhao Momo and others, can also see that His Highness's attitude is unprecedentedly soft and friendly. He hugged her well and comforted her, although the words were repeated over and over again, but the tone was absolutely patient and considerate. Careful or not, there is no doubt. Such a clear accommodating, on the master's side, is still a "perfunctory excuse".

"Do you think the concubine is annoying and not rare anymore?" The corners of the mouth drooped, seeing another toss.

Zong Zhenglin couldn't resist her tenderness, huddled into a ball and cried out her grievances, although most of them were nothing. But this woman is too good at handling his intentions, knowing that she is definitely not a weak person, she really looks like her, like a delicate flower that is weather-resistant.

Grabbed by her beautiful eyes, he was almost bewildered by the natural seductiveness in Mu Xiyao's eyes. If he is sick like him, he does not have the blessing of recuperation, but he is coddled by coquettishness. This matter can be done, Zong Zhenglin feels that the previous plan was a hundred secrets.

"It's all up to you." When we really meet, I realize that the woman in front of me is not easy to bear.

Waiting for this sentence! Your Highness, you are too reliable. Mu Yaonv changed her face in an instant, her sleepy expression was gone, and now she was obedient Nuonuo again, Niu Niu, the sixth highness' favorite girl.

"Your Highness, my concubine is finally feeling better. You also cared about my concubine."

Hey, this is so right, there is nothing wrong with it.

At Zhao's age, she has served nobles since the palace, but it was the first time she could not walk steadily. Mo Lan Huilan behind him didn't look sideways, and quietly exited the door. I was afraid that I would be troublesome for my master, and be teased about the bad school rules in Mu's residence.

Compared with Madam, His Highness is too soft-hearted. Even the master tried his best and cried for two or three days, but his wife did not allow her to feed Moling starling in the yard.

The sentence "You are allowed." Coupled with the master's aggressive temperament, the two of them always felt that it might not be a good thing.

Zong Zhenglin leaned over to see the joy in her eyes, and the arms around her waist gradually tightened.

Smart and cunning like her, crying so suddenly, and knowing that his mind is clear, it should be to resolve the discord between the two of them as quickly as possible. He also cleaned up the layout perfectly for him. The best thing is to tell him clearly that she understands him and will take care of the overall situation, so she has to be pampered.

Such a painful little thing, Zong Zhenglin took a deep look at her, leaned over and kissed her on the top of her hair. Others only said that she was arrogant because of being spoiled, but only he, from her eyes, could see the figure that made his heart flutter in the first place.

Tomorrow, everyone's case will probably be submitted with a report.

"The Mu family is back in favor. Welcome His Highness the Sixth Highness back to the mansion. It's night and I haven't returned."