The Beloved Imperial Consort - Chapter 187

[187. Chapter 187 Inflection]

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, Mu Xiyao remembers this sentence firmly. It’s a pity that no matter how she stalked her, she couldn’t pry out a single word from Zong Zhenglin’s mouth. In the end, my patience was exhausted, and I lost my temper.

Yu Mu Xiyao couldn’t see the place, Zong Zhenglin’s eyes softened, and the arms around the person gradually tightened.

Jiaojiao, it’s really not easy to kidnap someone as lazy as you.

It’s a pity that Mu Xiyao can’t spy on people’s hearts, otherwise, he will not be furious and be taken away from Shengjing by Zong Zhenglin.

A few days later, a sedan car was carried from the corner gate into Zong Zhenghan’s mansion.

Helian Weirui sat cross-legged on the wedding bed alone, and there was no one around to serve. He raised his hand and ripped off the hi-pattern on his head, and the furnishings were impressive, but the regulations of the furnishings were far less than that of Miss Helian’s family.

This is the concubine. She used to be the most despised plaything that a man could easily throw away.

Borrowing Mu Xiyao’s son Dongfeng, in exchange for her a thunderous blow. The cause and effect are already predestined.

The happy candles occasionally exploded, and apart from that, the entire courtyard was very deserted. An hour later, I heard scattered footsteps coming from outside the window.

After revealing the Xipa, the auspicious intention was broken by her long ago. At this time, cover it back, but it is superfluous.

“Master Helian.” The manor in the house was initially amazed by the beautiful and beautiful woman in the room for a moment, but then he realized that this woman had picked up the hipa without authorization, and he didn’t know how to explain it for a while.

“What’s the matter?” The woman’s voice was like a yellow warbler, which was really nice.

As the master, he can’t control it too much. If it is not good, it will be handled by His Highness. “The chief has sent you a servant girl. If the order is not satisfactory, you can report it to the front yard, and someone else will come.” The

twelve or thirteen-year-old round-faced girl behind the steward shrank in fright and buried her head even lower. If someone else came, she could only be kicked out of the house, with no way to make a living.

After giving a little reward and sending the steward out, Helian Weirui sent the maid from the house to take a closer look. “Do you have a name?” The

little maid looked at the new master’s soft words, and dared to reply quickly, “The big steward gave her a name, called Banyue.”

Helianwei’s eyes sank. Banyue… Now that only a few days have passed since the middle of the month, I sent a girl who couldn’t be more casual. Does this mean that she has a low status and is not afraid of offending her?

A maid with a little status would not be so contemptuous. Beating the dog and looking at the owner is completely ignoring her.

I don’t know if this is what Zong Zhenghan meant, or if the people below stepped on the low and held the high, and arbitrarily called the shots.

While he was looking down and thinking, he found a pair of dark brown facing boots in front of him.

“Your Highness.” Helian Weirui raised her head slowly, smiling brightly. The little maid on the side was very discerning, and when she saw His Highness entering the room, she lightly retreated out.

“Have you ever regretted it?” Zong Zhenghan’s expression was gentle, but there was no warmth in his eyes. Although this man and Zong Zhengming looked like gentlemen on the surface, they were more cruel and cruel than anyone else.

Listening to his question, Helian Weirui chuckled softly. “No regrets, no regrets.” Choose a path, and the rest of the thoughts must be completely cut off.

“That temple is worth fighting for.” When Emperor Yen Chengdi intended to remove this woman from the roster. If he hadn’t remembered the wild look in this woman’s eyes, he wouldn’t have pretended to be a new lover and begged the old man to refer her as a concubine.

“Do you know who the Mu Clan used in the end to bring you down?” Zong Zhenglin’s concubine was as sharp as ever.

“Who?” Mu Xiyao used a method she didn’t know about? No wonder Yuan Chengdi disliked her so much.

“On the day of the flower viewing banquet, the third princess Zong Zhengrong once commented on the concubine Chen, who was about to enter the hall, and praised her for a song “Late Spring”. People reminisce.”

Selecting the carved Taishi chair and sitting down, Zong Zhenghan looked straight into Helian Weirui’s puzzled eyes. “The main hall was visited by today’s Xuanzhao imperial study room, and I accidentally caught a glimpse of the four characters in the dark guard’s report that were circled by Yubi Zhu, which just happened to match the ups and downs of your reputation in Beijing. So, do you understand?

” Lian Weirui’s eyes narrowed, and she instantly understood where Mu Xiyaosheng was. Playing tricks under the eyes of the emperor, she was wronged for this crime.

“So that’s the case.” I thought it was a sudden emergence of troops, which attracted the suspicion of Emperor Yuancheng. I don’t want to be more serious than this crime. Mu Xiyao really made up her mind to cut off her way of becoming a concubine.

“How? Do you still think it’s no worse than the Mu family?” Zong Zhenghan stared at her and asked very meaningfully.

If she shows her cowardice now, will there be a place for her in the Prince’s Palace in the future? The man in front of him is so tempting, it is really cold and cold.

“The play has only just begun, so don’t worry about my concubine. I lost the intelligence to her because of the lack of contacts in the past. In the future, I will have His Highness rushing behind to help me back, and it’s just around the corner.” This is the truth of Helian Weirui. Thoughts, only from the gleam of fire in her eyes that never dimmed, you can see that this woman is ambitious.

Zong Zhenghan avoided her sworn remarks, and only played with her to correct. “As a concubine, you can call yourself a concubine in front of your husband.” The implication is that Helian’s position is not enough, and he is only worthy of calling himself a “slave”.

“There are always people in the world, and the rules can be broken. For example, Your Highness, for example…concubine.” Helian Weirui walked off the happy bed and came to Zong Zhenghan. He put his right hand on his arm, his eyes shining brightly. The mouth claims that it has not changed.

“Sister Helian, this hall will allow you to call you that. It’s not a bad idea. Only Namu, you must come to report before you move.”

Is it because she is afraid that she will lose another game in a reckless manner? Helian Weirui’s lips pursed tightly. In Zong Zhenghan’s heart, Mu Xiyao’s evaluation is not low…

In Danruo Garden, Mu Xiyao blinked, lying in Zong Zhenglin’s arms, still shocked.

Yubai’s little hand sneaked up on His Highness’s hair on the temples. Mu Xiyao has developed a bad habit recently, and always likes to play with an object in her hand when she has nothing to do. She used to grab Zong Zhenglin’s crown before, but now she has changed into her regular clothes and can only play with her man’s hair on the temples.

“Jiaojiao, what a formality.” This woman broke ground on Tai Sui’s head and became more and more addicted.

Zong Zhenglin especially remembered Tian Fushan’s helpless expression with his eyes almost popping out when he saw such a scene. Mu Xiyao just sat obediently in his arms, curling her hair and smiling sweetly. With that contented look, Zong Zhenglin was reluctant to train her.

“His Royal Highness, why is your concubine meticulously groomed, but your hair is still not as tough and supple as you? Can you give your concubine the secret?” Mu Xiyao raised her head, resting her chin on his chest, as if asking for advice.

Zong Zhenglin frowned slightly. Is Mu Xiyao’s words a joke or genuine envy? Dignified man, what will you do with your hair?

“Don’t be ridiculous. Let’s keep health together, and ask your mother for advice.” After a few months of delivery, she didn’t see her taking it to heart.

Smelly man temper! Mu Xiyao pouted. Boss, your self-esteem is strong enough, why don’t you be so arrogant? Tell your concubine how to take care of your hair, such trivial things are also hindering your gilded face? Turtle men just can’t be enlightened.

“Then what you said just now, um, do you understand?” Mu Xiyao’s left index finger was raised, pointing to the sky with anticipation.

As soon as Zong Zhenglin grasped her little hand, warnings were in his eyes. Mu Xiyao is very strange. In her eyes, the current sage can also be replaced by “hmmm”? This woman has a random temperament, when will she have a memory.

[End of This Chapter]