The Beloved Imperial Consort - Chapter 101

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“Can you still stand?” Zong Zhengming asked softly as he looked at the woman who was pounced on his chest and grabbed the front of his shirt.

Mu Xiyao was so embarrassed that she thought about Zong Zhenglin’s face behind her, her scalp tingling.

“You still haven’t let go?” Zong Zhenglin grabbed her left shoulder, his tone obviously not good.

“Leg cramps…” She was embarrassed at this time. Mu Xiyao’s face flushed and her voice was like a mosquito.

Zong Zhenglin stared at the back of her drooping head, nodded to Zong Zhengming, and picked him up. After saying hello, he carried Mu Xiyao to the east wing.

Master Mu and Mrs. Yu were so frightened by Mu Xiyao that their hearts trembled, and now they are afraid.

“Master, why is this child so irritable? This is an August belly. If there is any good or bad, it will be life-threatening!” As the old saying goes, there is no life or death, and Yu was frightened into a cold sweat. Watching Master Mu complain that his daughter is too worried.

Although Mu Jingzhen was more rigid on weekdays, he doted on this little daughter very much. She had been frightened at first, but now Madam secretly blamed him for being arrogant and for not disciplining the girl well. Helplessly shaking his head, this is clearly a problem that women are used to.

Zong Zhengming stood in the pavilion with his hands behind his back and watched the two leave. He went back to his seat to appease the second elder, and said good things for Mu Xiyao.

“My younger brother and sister also had leg cramps and couldn’t stand, no wonder she.” The fragrance of the woman just now… Zong Zhengming was a little nostalgic.

Reminds her look of complete trust when she tightened her clothes. It should be for the sixth, otherwise she would not be so embarrassed.

Mu Xiting couldn’t hear anything, only the back of His Highness getting up quickly, and the warmth that never showed in his eyes when he was protecting her. It turned out that all the softness on weekdays was nothing but appeasement, not as much as that brief moment of tension.

“Why don’t you tell me when your hand is hot?” Zong Zhengming took her right hand and checked the back of her hand for redness and swelling.

Is your hand hurt? Mu Xiting looked at the overturned soup bowl on the table and bowed her head in silence.

Not hers, but the one used by His Highness next door. It turned out that at that moment, His Highness rushed out so reluctantly. She is not in pain, no matter how painful her hand is, there is no heartache.

Mu Xiyao curled up in Zong Zhenglin’s arms, her cheeks gently rubbing against his chest, acting like a spoiled child.

Grandma, how long are you going to be angry, boss? Give her some time to take a breath.

Zong Zhenglin thought of Zong Zhengming’s unconcealed concern, his eyes were icy. Hit his woman in front of him?

Seeing Mu Xiyao’s aggrieved face again, she was not angry. Does she still feel wronged?

When this woman was in danger, she jumped into the arms of other men happily, but he ignored it even though he was there. Do you want to pretend to be pitiful for him?

“Jiaojiao, how are you going to excuse me this time?”

Zong Zhenglin’s phoenix eyes stared straight at him, and the danger was clearly discernible.

Mu Xiyao remembered the culprit and suddenly felt confident. After changing his aggrieved appearance, he pursed his small mouth, pointed his left index finger on his chest, and bit back.

“His Royal Highness, your broken finger is too ordinary. How can you have it? The concubine didn’t recognize the person just by seeing the finger? If you change it, it will be too shabby.”

Zong Zheng Lin was caught off guard by her sudden transformation, and heard her speak to the wrench again. The tone was disgusting.

Sixth Highness couldn’t hold back her breath, wishing she could be cleaned up.

“You don’t recognize this wrench?”

Huh? Why are there signs of growing anger? Mu Xiyao was at a loss, grabbed his big hand and looked at it carefully.

“His Royal Highness, why doesn’t the concubine recognize it? It’s just that you wear something that swirls around every day. If you don’t recognize it, could the concubine jump in the wrong direction?

” Mu Xiyao really thought that it was specially used by His Royal Highness Sixth Highness. Men pretend to be deep, especially those with high positions of power, don’t they always love to play with them, and seem to have a unique style?

This woman is really… Zong Zhenglin doesn’t know how to teach her a lesson. Said she was inattentive, she still remembered the wrench. Saying she was careful, she never noticed that this wrench was definitely not owned by him.

Thinking of this, the Sixth Highness suddenly felt strange. Do you want to reward her for never paying attention to other men? Did she really feel wronged?

Leaning over to see her staring straight at him, Zong Zhenglin patted her head, just not convinced.

“This is the prince’s letter.” Zong Zhenglin explained his confusion.

Printing a letter? What kind of printing? Mu Xiyao pulled his finger and fiddled with it.

“It’s just a sign now. Before Wei Shi’s 417 years ago, there was a slight bulge on the front of the wrench finger, which could be used as a seal.”

Oh, I’ve learned a lot. Mu Xiyao nodded, and asked again, “All princes have it?” Why didn’t you notice it before?

“Of course. Wearing a wrench is the rule of the royal family, and it doesn’t matter.”

“That can’t be done. It’s a matter of chance, the concubine didn’t pay attention.” Mu Xiyao was reasonable. Not sure which hand to wear, let alone on her head.

“Is it the fault of this hall for telling it too late?” Zong Zhenglin put the person on the bed, copied both hands, and stood by the bed and leaned over to look at her.

Proud! Mu Xiyao pouted. When the Boss is ignoring, the privilege takes precedence.

“Your Highness.” Mu Xiyao called softly and reached out to hug her. Want a human-shaped pillow, want to cool down naturally…

Master Mu sat with His Royal Highness for a long time. When the two of them saw that the person who just said that he would go and return was gone, they knew that he would not return. “Since the sixth brother has other important things to do, this hall will take the lead. There is no need for Mr. Mu

to send more. If there is time, this hall will accompany the concubine to walk around more.”

Get on the wagon.

The carriage moved forward slowly, Mu Xiting focused on the gentle profile of the Fifth Prince, only to feel that the carriage was also brighter. It would be great if it was always so peaceful and peaceful.

“Why are you looking at this palace like this?”

Mu Xiting was caught by him, her face blushed, and she said, “His Royal Highness looks good, the concubine is fascinated.”

Zong Zhengming lay on his side on the cool couch, showing a gentle face, “As expected of a sister. My sister also praised it.” But Mu Xiyao blocked him with words. Thinking of her preemptive strike, Zong Zhengming smiled and shook his head. Have you ever blamed her?

Mu Xiting’s heart was instantly cold. “Your Highness and elder sister knew each other before?”

According to the woman, His Highness had long been interested in Mu Xiyao.

Zong Zhengming seems to recall, familiar? I’m afraid she never thought so.

“I can’t talk about it. The first time I saw your sister was at the door of the fragrance shop, and I happened to bump into a frightened horse. After that, she came to the door to thank you.”

Mu Xiting’s heart tightened, and she had been thinking about it so long ago? They were just showgirls back then.

Show girl? Mu Xiting suddenly remembered that the fifth prince concubine was very enthusiastic about her at first, and she screamed close to her sister. Later, for some unknown reason, he suddenly changed his attitude and was unusually cold. There is also the occasional gossip of the imperial concubine, saying that His Highness is quite interested in her, and deliberately carried the concubine into the palace.

His Royal Highness had never seen her before the draft, why did he treat her so leniently? Mu Xiting remembered the phrase “thank you at the door”, and her face turned pale for a while. What if, what if it was the wrong person?

The long-standing confusion was suddenly resolved, and Mu Xiting was at a loss. She was so humble that she even snatched a stand-in?

[End of This Chapter]