MTL - The Beloved Imperial Consort-Chapter 373 Oblique

"Prince you are not busy today?" If you have political affairs, you should hurry and don't stay in the house to blame your hair.

“Don’t call it ‘Ye’?” The hand picked up a handful of ink with a touch of bamboo fragrance. Zong Zhenglin took the comb and looked at her hair and penetrated it with great patience. Speaking on her mouth, she told her that she was embarrassed, and it was obvious that she was teasing people.

Who was yelling at the night of her night that she was forced to stop? The son was sturdy, and Mu Xiyao took care of the lower back. He handed a small eye from the bronze mirror and was very angry.

Knowing that he was standing behind him, he couldn’t see the look in her mirror, but the woman squeezed her eyebrows and looked at her own eyes. Xiaoqiong sniffed and licked her lips. In particular, the back of the hand touches the position of the ear, which is slightly hot.

It’s awkward... Prince’s teasing people, the mood is getting more and more fun.

"The one that was yesterday, that..." The two hands were more than a plan, and it was not honest.

"I didn't have time to say that I was last night with Jiao Jiao." Zong Zhenglin did not change his color. Trying a few times, I finally got awkwardly for her, and ended. "Before the eunuch, the **** was given the family name - Wei." The path was chosen from the plum, and she was blinded to her for a moment. The man was left behind and went to the outside.

Seeing that his back disappeared, Mu Xiyao’s first thing was to hurry and explore the side of the head carefully. Fortunately, although watching it is not as tight as Shulan's care, it does not hinder her movement.

When this one is solid, he will whisper the word "wei". At first the sound was still in the mouth, and then he gnashed his teeth and looked very fierce.

"Before entering the palace" gives the name to Wei, which is quite meaningful.

The hidden secrets of the chess pieces of the Weiguogong government actually escaped the last time the Yuancheng Emperor was mobilized and mobilized. The power of the hereditary princes, the valve is really deep.

I don’t know if it’s already a thin day, Xi’an’s government, whether it’s true or not.

Support the elbows and hold the lower jaw, and focus on Jinping with his head. No wonder he has no fear, and he can toss at night. The living note is in the hands of oneself, and the grandfather "knows the good deeds" and has the ability.

The man knew that she had been holding her heart yesterday, and that she was forced to eagerly press him. At that time, the stock was uncomfortable. He was proud of watching it?

When Zong Zhenglin entered the house again, he was arrested by Mu Xiyao’s eyes.

At this time, she talked to her, and the woman specified the entanglement to make a noise. The imperial concubine of the Prince did not know that she was hiding her self-confidence yesterday. She only lifted her chin forward, and her eyes were deep and deep.

"Today is also elegant and one-time, lonely and delicate." The wide-sleeved cover of the robe and a wave, Mu Xiyao suddenly found out, Zong Zhenglin's hand smashed the flower to open the bright, lilac hairy silver lotus.

The branches gently pushed her hair, and the man's palms ran down the side of the face, holding her cheeks for a long time. At the end, I sighed and said, "Slanting and squeaky..."

Leaning close to her lips, Zong Zhenglin's eyes smirked. "Isn't it good to be alone?"

The trick is - brazen.

Mu Xiyao was blushing and knew that he was not well. Early in the morning, she was not trapped in the house. She was waiting here.

Touching her lips and smearing the beauty of the fragrance, Prince Zicai got up and picked her eyebrows. "It’s easy to get angry in the summer. You can still worry about the jade lotus seeds for many days."

Emerald lotus seed? Mu Xiyao's eyes suddenly brightened. After a while, I came close to the bronze mirror.

In the mirror, the woman's eyebrows are bent and the makeup is appropriate. The most outrageous, but it is a soft touch on the hair.

"蕙兰!" Yang Sheng called the big bang into the door, Mu Xiyao got up and personally picked a piece of dark flower Yunjin Palace, and then turned back, but it was proud. "Send a message to the board, start playing today, and don't have to go to Huiyi Palace to eat."

Lan Lan was half-squatting and waiting for her to change clothes. She heard the words and looked up, and her eyes were full of surprises. "master?"

"Prince's mouth is screaming, and I remember eating in the small kitchen on the house." Playing with the waist tassels, Mu Xiyao's eyes drooped down. When the man left, the eyebrows were really coquettish...

In the second half of the sentence, "I am afraid that Prince Edward hates me."

- "Night is late."

Less than noon, the East Palace has spread the news. The master and son of the privilege of the good friend Mu has set up a small kitchen. Since then, in addition to the prince in the womb, there is one more master who is in charge of eating.

Helian's hand for needlework was stagnant, but with a sneer, no longer entangled in this matter.

She is based on the position of the Prince, and she is honored with respect. Compared to the woman, it is always justified!

Wan Jingwen was in a sigh of relief, and Zong Zhenglin had already lowered his grace before he was enthroned. He was very unwilling. How long did it take to enter the East Palace, and it was the first time that the woman was in charge of the small kitchen.

The harem woman, it is easy to fight in the rice. I heard that Tian Fushan personally took the Dan Ruoyuan old man into the palace from the government. This is strictly preventive, and Wan Jingwen hardly needs to think about it, that is, Zong Zhenglin does not need to explain to the palace.

Impulsive to the two sons of Mu's knees, and then it is not in line with the rules, but also the Prince's son is important, Jin Tai Hou Wan will not be convicted. What's more, there is also a guardian of the emperor in the palace with a guardian eye.

After handling the government affairs, Zong Zhenglin took the defending squad and patrolled the Beijing-Guangzhou defense for the sake of patrolling the streets. He disappeared into the lanes for a moment and disappeared.

"His Royal Highness Prince." Yugu put down the medicine, but he was coming at the moment.

Relaxed the look of a dagger, Zong Zhenglin opened the door, "Where is the person?"

"Please also ask your Highness to move, and arrange your horse."

Left behind the defending, Zong Zhenglin went to the courtyard with Yugu alone. Waiting for a moment in the compartment, suddenly heard through the thick cockroaches, there was a woman laughing outside.

"Fang Jie’s children are very good at playing. I have been praised for teaching this time. I really admire it. At the end of the month, the reward is worth thirty-two silver."

"You have a good mouth, you can't remember your own dance, and you have a broken father's waist?"

"Don't make a mouth!"

The two laughed in one place, but the other woman spit out sour water. "Heavily light sister is very powerful, poetry is right, the guests are literati, where I can match."

Yugu gently picked up a picture of the landscape on the wall, and the two small holes behind the mung bean just happened to be able to score.

Zong Zhenglin swept his eyes and ended up on the last person. Light blue smock skirt, with a falling horse. This is an apricot eye, but now it has become a narrow and long-term appearance. The figure is awkward and much thinner than before. Only those eyes, how can he not be mistaken.

Very good. The woman who was abandoned by Zong Zhenghan actually took shelter under his house. After that, some women’s homes were shot with arrows and words. Without leaving any necessary, waved to let Yugu put down the scroll, and the two quietly left the side door.

Heavy light? Good name.

“There are embroidered waist 襦, 葳蕤 self-generated light.” Hey, gorgeous and bright, self-generated radiance.

"She sold the paper on the deed, because the sinner was taken over the surname, and only the fingerprints were lost. So I was bothered to take a trip."

"It's fine, it's worth it." Zong Zhenglin's eyes circulated, vaguely with interest.

His eight brothers, I am afraid I just want to send this woman into the fire pit. But no matter how you can't guess it, He Lianzhen is more worried about himself than he is.

Heavy light? The brilliance of the complex. He would like to see, this light is the determination of the woman to complete, or to complete his patriarchal Linlin further...