The Beloved Imperial Consort - Chapter 109

[109. Chapter 109 Voiceless]

At the evening family banquet, the prince and Zong Zhenglin sat head-to-head, one honored and one master. On the surface they get along harmoniously, but in private they don’t know who the brothers and sisters are. It’s just a show, just to send a report to the Emperor Yuancheng’s case to look better.

The prince was dressed in bright yellow court clothes, and his whole body was superior to others. A few words were inseparable from admonitions.

Zong Zhenglin was dressed in regular clothes, described as being cold and drinking on his own. The crown prince never forgets to beat, and the position of the prince is not something others can imagine. The prince clearly filters, what does he want the position of the crown prince? The Sixth Highness phoenix eyes swept the finger of the left hand. This prince’s letter will change his name one day.

Zong Zhengming leaned against the back, grabbed the golden cup and drank it.

The news from Mu Xiyao was too important, and within a few days, Emperor Yuan Cheng would issue the third imperial decree. How can I thank you for such help? Does Zong Zhenglin know about this?

Looking at the four large Kesi screens in the center of the hall, the corner of Zong Zhengming’s mouth slightly raised. At the female feast over there, she was afraid that she was having a good time eating and enjoying it. Thinking of her critical frown, unwilling to pout, the Fifth Highness shook his head secretly. Sixth brother is too used to people, how can she choose what she likes, such picky eaters are not good for children.

Mu Xiyao pulled Mu Xiting and sat down beside him. Without Zong Zhenglin to take care of her, she would never stop talking. Not only did she open it up, but Mu Xiting wasn’t free either. Often, she just picked up the dishes and delivered them to her bowl, so embarrassed that Mu Xiting only lowered her head to eat and refused to look up. She ate the most delicious food in the entire women’s table.

The fourth prince looked happy, and seeing that she liked to eat hydrangea scallops, she hurriedly ordered a small plate and placed it in front of her.

“Thank you Fourth Sister-in-law, I know Fourth Sister-in-law hurts the concubine the most. This big belly is annoying, and he is greedy.” Mu Xiyao smiled and winked at the Fourth Prince Concubine, very lively.

The fourth prince was amused by her, picked up the handkerchief to cover his mouth and coughed twice, in good manners. When sitting with Concubine Mu, you should always remind yourself that the main room should be kept tight, otherwise it will be easily influenced by her and lose her prestige.

Mu Xiyao was satisfied with the meal, and when the table was removed, he followed the crowd to hold tea bowls, listened to the parents’ short stories, and joined in the fun. After a cup of tea went down, the feeling of fullness was uncomfortably long, so I confessed and went for a walk in the yard to digest.

After coming out of the clean room, he slowly supported Mo Lan for a walk on the trail behind the rockery. Fang Xing took a few steps, and a faint voiceless voice came from the front. Mu Xiyao raised her brows, “Flower”?

Zong Zhengming twisted a willow leaf with both hands and played it casually, standing facing the water with a happy expression.

Mu Xiyao took Mo Lan to stand under the stone steps, looking at his back light, as if blending into the twilight. Picking up a low stone pier and sitting down quietly, Mu Xiyao closed her eyes and listened, gradually intoxicated.

The ancient song “Liu Shang” is still suitable for elegant people like Zong Zhengming. At the beginning of the draft, she played the piano, but the same tune was not as high as Zong Zhengming’s realm. She always saw too clearly and was tied.

Mu Xiyao was still reminiscing about the charm of the song, but was interrupted by Zong Zhengming’s warm laughter.

“What do you think of Concubine Side? Can you still hear it?”

Mu Xiyao didn’t get up either, shaking her head as if she were an old school man hanging his book bag.

“Qingyi is out of the dust, wonderful voice and wonderful person. Your Highness has a fine melody, and the concubine is satisfied with the three flavors.”

Hearing her praise, Zong Zhengming twisted the leaf stem and turned the willow leaf in his hand. Mu Xiyao’s piano skills, he heard the concubine mention it, it is said that the teacher who taught the piano sighed. Now he is praising his clumsy skills, which is really modest.

Look at the surrounding area is still open, if the visitor is clear at a glance. Zong Zheng sighed secretly, no wonder she was able to sit unbridled and magnanimous.

“Here I have to thank the side concubine for your help, and save too much effort in the main hall.”

Mu Xiyao saw that he said it carefully, and frankly said, “The concubine is not giving benefits in vain, so don’t you need to use His Highness’s hand to express bad anger? Wherever it is worth to be your Highness personally thank you, but it’s just a mutual benefit.”

Zong Zhengming didn’t want her to speak out about her use of him, he was stunned for a moment, and then completely relieved. Since she was clean and upright, why did he lose his temper.

“Yeah. It’s your favor. It’s even better.”

“Why don’t you play another song, Your Highness? My concubine’s ears are itchy, and I’m still clamoring for nothing.” Mu Xiyao sat comfortably, and was not willing to move her nest. It’s such a joyous day to have music to accompany. In the awe of the Prince’s Mansion, it was rare for her to find pastoral interest.

“Frogs croak in the mountains and rivers, birds sing in the breeze. Your Highness doesn’t realize that the beautiful scenery of the good time is only lacking in silk and bamboo?”

Zong Zhengming looked at her with anticipation, as if this song was missing today, which is a great regret. Turning around with a smile, the song “Picking Lotus Seeds” reverberated briskly, Mu Xiyao stroked the festival with her palms and sang softly.

Mo Lan was fascinated by what she heard, but she saw the Sixth Highness on the opposite side and the Third Young Lady coming towards him. I wanted to announce the sound to the master, but I saw that she was singing, sitting on the stone pier, her feet swaying to the beat, and her hands were clapping loudly.

Done! In this way, His Highness will not be able to see it, unless he is drunk and dazzled.

Zong Zhenglin followed the music and came to look for someone, but he didn’t want to catch Mu Xiyao, who was completely intoxicated and intoxicated. Seeing her little face shining brightly, she sang late, and was immersed in it.

The back of the man in the octagonal pavilion can be seen at a glance.

The Sixth Highness stopped Mu Xiting, who was about to come forward to call for someone, leaned against the jagged rocks, and watched her fly freely.

Mu Xiyao is not uncommon on weekdays, but she is always fighting with others, forced by the situation. Joy is different now. It’s her nature, her true inner self.

Seeing such a simple, joyful, sing-song woman, Zong Zhenglin’s eyes were deep. If it wasn’t for the draft, Mu Xiyao would have been extremely disgusted by the harem life that was full of intrigue and deceit. It would be extremely difficult to make her willing to serve in the palace. According to her current appearance, this woman’s yearning for a leisurely life is undoubtedly revealed.

But so what? Since he chose to go upstream, the woman beside him naturally had to join hands to urge the boat. With her in hand, there is no reason to let go. Even if it killed her nature, Zong Zhenglin would not hesitate.

After the song was finished, Zong Zhengming slowly picked up the voice, turned around and saw Zong Zhenglin standing behind Mu Xiyao, wearing a robe of daiqing, and his eyes locked on Zong Zhenglin on her.

Seeing that Mu Xiyao didn’t know it at all, she still applauded while touching her palm, teasing her heart.

“It sounds good?”

“The reverberation lingers.”

Zong Zhengming stepped down the steps and came to stand in front of her. The woman sat on a low pier on a rock, only as high as his chest.

Raising his hand and stroking her shoulder, he took off the crape myrtle petals above.

Mu Xiyao was surprised by his sudden approach, and when he took a closer look, he found the pink petals in the other’s hands. Lifting his head slightly, the crape myrtle above is indeed blooming brightly.

Mu Xiyao sighed and regretted. “His Royal Highness disturbed the concubine with an elegant affair.”

“Oh? Why?” Zong Zhengming caught a glimpse of Zong Zhenglin’s face from the corner of his eye, secretly laughing. After a while, this woman who pretends to be like this is afraid that she will suffer again.

“That’s how you say it, that’s right. ‘Ziwei’s gift of affection, and the fragrance of clothes’.”

Zong Zhengming was overjoyed, looking at her with a meaningful smile.

“I don’t know if there is any fragrance left in Ziwei’s clothes. What this temple knows is that His Royal Highness Sixth Highness came smelling the fragrance and was standing behind the concubine.

” After seeing the man’s soap boots settled in front of him, Mu Xiyao hurriedly closed her voice, raised her head and smiled sweetly, “Your Highness~~”

Zong Zhengming, you are a black belly! Knowing that Zong Zhenglin was there, he actually made her “ambiguous”. Thinking of His Highness’s domineering temperament, she was going to be shameless and try her best to get this out of the way.

Zong Zhenglin knocked on her forehead when he saw that she was thinking about ghosts.

“Not leaving yet?” The big hand stretched out in front of her, waiting for Bai Yu’s small hand to grab it.

Seeing that the boss was in a good mood and didn’t pursue it, Mu Xiyao hurriedly handed it over and held it firmly.

Zong Zhenglin lowered his head and saw that her little Rou Weed was holding onto his big palm tightly, wrapping her palm with his backhand, with a smile on the corner of his mouth. As long as this woman makes trouble, she must be so well-behaved. Is this flattery? Flattering horses?

“His Royal Highness, hug~~” Before she landed on the ground, Mu Yaonu began to scream.

Ouch so dangerous. Hurry up, act like a spoiled brat, be eclectic, and rush towards the boss overwhelmingly. It’s better to let him be stunned and forget to settle.

The Sixth Highness leaned over and picked up the man according to his words, and the small head on his strong chest was dawdling indiscriminately.

“His Royal Highness is more heroic than before.” Mu Xiyao shamelessly praised.

Zong Zhenglin laughed until his chest heaved and whispered in her ear.

“Jiaojiao don’t have to worry about it in vain. There have been many troubles in the past few days, and the memory of this hall is still fresh. After giving birth, I have calculated it.”

Mu Xiyao bit his ear and said angrily, “Stingy!”

“One more addition.”

Mu Xiyao suddenly The rest of the food was buried in his neck as if he had disappeared, and his heart was busy with slander. What postpartum calculations have you done, boss, when did you settle accounts without pulling someone out and rolling in the sheets? One count means, how many days do you have to roll the sheets?

When Zong Zhenglin brought Mu Xiyao to the table again, the screen in the main hall had already been removed, and there was Le Lian performing in the middle. The family members of the princes sat down one after the other. Wine and fruit on the case, the atmosphere is warm.

“Yo, the sixth, brother, I said, why did you suddenly leave your brother and disappear. It turned out to be a beauty-seeking person to have fun.” The eldest prince looked at Mu Xiyao beside Zong Zhenglin, wishing he could stab her with a thousand cuts. . This woman made herself vomit blood over and over again, causing the Prince’s Palace to be withered now. He just stood there, and when he was most in high spirits, he was determined by the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty that the road ahead was dead, and there was no one under his command to turn to.

“Big brother is drunk and mad, sixth brother, don’t take it to heart.” Although the prince had to stop early because of Mu Xiyao’s halberd in Concubine Liu’s case. But compared to destroying Zong Zhenglin’s foundation, he was obviously more pleased with Zong Zhengchun’s defeat.

This Mu family not only has a unique style, he has coveted it for a long time, and even disguised it as his biggest enemy. Maybe she can be let go after ascending the throne, as long as she is willing to wag her tail and beg for pity and serve herself comfortably. Seeing what the sixth baby is like, this woman is probably very skilled in bed. That taste… The more the prince thought about it, the more he could not hold back his lustful thoughts, and stared at Mu Xiyao nakedly.

Zong Zhenglin’s phoenix eyes surged with murderous aura, if it weren’t for the turbulence now, the crown prince would have been a waste.

“Don’t get angry, Your Highness, it will scare the child.” Mu Xiyao was disgusted to avoid the prince’s gaze, and smiled widened. After the Mobei War, once Zong Zhenglin was crowned king, the prince of the Great Wei, tomorrow is a yellow flower.

[End of This Chapter]