The Beloved Imperial Consort - Chapter 205

[205. Chapter 205 Suspicion]

“No, this place is wrong.” Mu Xiyao begged in a low voice with a cry. If you don’t stop it, today’s absurdity will be impossible to escape.

“Good. No one is watching, just keep your voice down.” The scenery in front of him was too glamorous. With a frown, he was about to take off his armor, but was interrupted by the sound of a sudden report from Ye Kai outside.

“His Royal Highness, the front looks like a sedan chair of the Fifth Highness. It stops at the intersection and seems to be waiting on a special trip.”

Mu Xiyao was frightened by the sound and grabbed the cloak in front of him, her small hands tremblingly pinching the corners, and her eyes were even more panicked. .

Zong Zhenglin’s raised hand froze in midair, Jun’s face darkened and his eyes closed. When he opened his eyes, Mu Xiyao was so pitiful, and the state of being torn by others came into view, only to make his anger that had just calmed down rise.

This woman… Does she know that this look is already a great provocation for men.

“Come here.” Zong Zhenglin’s tone was not good when the good thing was disturbed.

Mu Xiyao shook her head like a rattle, this time she was really scared. Not only did he not approach, but he dragged the cloak together and slowly moved it backwards.

What Zong Zhenglin could not tolerate the most was Mu Xiyao’s resistance to him. Seeing that the woman’s escape was written on her face, she was completely angry, and she warned in a low voice, “If someone sees this like this, go back and ban for half a year!”

Ban? Mu Xiyao stared at him blankly, her face full of disbelief. Did Zong Zhenglin take the wrong medicine today? Don’t rush to make her dress neatly now, and continue to be kneaded and taken advantage of by him in the past?

“Very good, Jiaojiao really didn’t listen to the lesson.” Zong Zhenglin’s face was frosty, and he took the person into his arms with a hook of his right hand. He waved the cloak over her body, and wrapped the person tightly in just a moment. Barely exposed.

Can’t wait for her to clean up again, so she can only do this to cover up a little. What’s more… Mu Xiyao’s face is spring, and it is not suitable for people to show her face.

“Bury your head, and dare to look around so coquettishly, it’s nice to have you today.” Rarely scolded her, Zong Zhenglin endured the discomfort and let Ye Kai move forward slowly.

Mu Xiyao had no choice but to curl up in his arms, and had to cover his lower body with a cloak, but the interior was completely indecent. Just like that, with red ears and anger and anger, and his heart was thumping violently, Zong Zhengming won’t come in later, right?

Zheng Zheng lowered his eyes and made up his mind that he would rather die than raise his head, but inadvertently found a ball of apricot-white silk under Zong Zhenglin’s feet.

Mu Xiyao’s brain exploded, and she almost didn’t scold. Zong Zhenglin, this bastard, doesn’t care about the aftermath. With such clear evidence of a crime at his feet, an idiot can guess how shameful she is under her cloak.

“His Royal Highness!” Mu Xiyao cried anxiously, “The concubine’s clothes are still outside.”

Zong Zhenglin was reminded by her, only to find that Mu Xiyao’s lower clothes were missing nearby. So much attention was paid to the little woman herself that she lost her usual calmness and prudence. Damn, I almost let people see this private thing that must not be shown.

Putting the lingerie into the cloak and letting her hold her tightly, Zong Zhenglin looked down and saw that Mu Xiyao was still shy and charming, and looked like she had been loved and loved, and instantly became angry. “Next time, if you dare to tease on the road, the punishment will not be spared.” The big hand pressed her head tightly against her chest, and pulled the hood to cover her until she could see from the outside, Mu Xiyao had a single strand of hair. It won’t be seen by others, so Zong Zhenglin is satisfied with this.

Mu Xiyao was so suffocated that she could hardly breathe. The brazier was already lit in the sedan chair. With such a suffocation, Zong Zhenglin was not afraid of suffocating her?

After the bastard man got out of control, he blamed her entirely for the cause! Mu Xiyao was angry and annoyed, and Zong Zhenglin’s two bare white jade legs were firmly fixed and unable to move. I was still fanning the villain in my heart, and I heard Zong Zhengming’s elegant voice come in.

“Sixth brother, but it’s convenient for a while?” It’s

inconvenient, very inconvenient! Mu Xiyao shouted desperately in her heart.

“The fifth brother doesn’t need to see outside, just come in.” Zong Zhenglin’s voice was steady, unaffected by the unresolved anger in his body.

Make a swollen face and make a fat man! No one knows better than Mu Xiyao that Zong Zhenglin must be very uncomfortable at this time. Just because his whole body was tense, and his big palm was tightly pressed against her, he could see what kind of self-control this man used in order to remain as usual in front of outsiders.

Zong Zhengming picked up the curtain and entered, and his steps suddenly stopped halfway.

“Sixth brother, you are…” Zong Zhenglin invited him inside, not wanting to be like this. The person in his arms should be a woman without a doubt based on his body shape and the style of the cloak. To be able to lie in his arms like this, so far, except for Mu Xiyao, he didn’t think about it.

“Fifth brother, don’t mind. Mrs. Mu is frail after giving birth, and felt a little dizzy after the cold wind in the morning. It is more suitable to rest in the sedan chair in this hall.”

No wonder Helian’s warm sedan chair followed, but Mu Xiyao was here at this time. Zong Zhengming nodded and took his seat.

“I’m here to tell you something. The prince is secretly dredging the relationship and wants to…” Zong Zhengming changed his tune temporarily after seeing the person who was resting quietly in Zong Zhenglin’s arms. “Involved in the examination of the Shufan Academy at the beginning of the year.”

Mu Xiyao was not informed about Chunyuyao, which was a tacit agreement between Zong Zhengming and Zong Zhenglin that had not been announced. Too much darkness is useless to disturb her purity.

The prince’s thief will not die, and it is self-evident that his intentions towards Chunyu Yao are due to Mu Xiyao. To let such a person successfully ascend the throne in the position of the prince, one can imagine how Mu Xiyao will end. Zong Zhenglin’s phoenix eyes skyrocketed, and the woman who was obediently nestled in his arms shivered with fright.

Grandma’s, the remote corner of the Shufan Courtyard, which is not shitting, deserves Zong Zhenglin’s wrath? Is there any important arrangement there that cannot be touched by others? But that’s not right. If you want to do this, you can let Zong Zhengming come to report in person? He deliberately handed over news on the road so early…

Mu Xiyao’s mind was spinning so fast that he couldn’t think of any interest connection between the two that would involve the Shufan Academy.

“Who do you entrust to?”

“Prince Taifu, Wang Chonghao, a former academic of the Hanlin Academy.”

Zong Zhengming’s remarks rarely revealed seriousness. Most of today’s Hanlin bachelors come from Wang Chonghao’s sect. At the beginning of the year, the examiner is most likely to be from these people.

And Wang Chonghao has always been the backbone of protecting the emperor, and he is extremely rigid and conservative in the name of the prince. This time Zong Zhenghui asked for his name, and such trivial matters that have nothing to do with politics should not be difficult.

“It’s him.” Zong Zhenglin frowned. He was able to deal with the forces in the army with ease, but among the civil servants, Zong Zhengming still felt it was difficult, so Zong Zhenglin naturally couldn’t say a word.

“What’s the fifth brother’s opinion?” Since he came to the door in person, it can be seen that he has an opinion.

“If you talk about the reputation of a scholar, no one can match South Tao and North Xiao. But in the official world, the background is what matters. If Wang Chonghao made a promise, there is no one who can compete with him, than Cai Pingkang, the political minister. Only Cai Pingkang is this People, in the early years, it was not easy to ask the Duke to come forward.”

Zong Zhengming said this politely. Where it is not easy, it is clearly impossible. Anguo Gong’s mansion collapsed in just one year, and the nine clans were exiled. In terms of merits, the Sixth Prince’s Mansion is very powerful, leading the way.

“Is this impossible?” Zong Zhenglin’s phoenix eyes narrowed, his tone slightly raised. Wenchen could not go this route, so he would force the family to come forward, and in any case, Chunyu Yaoan had to take the nameplate of the translator of the Shufan Academy.

“Sixth brother wants to start with the noble family?” Zong Zhengming said that he did not agree with him, and gave a warning in an aggravated tone. “If the family moves this move now, the road ahead will not be more difficult.” He and Zong Zhenglin have a share in this matter. If Zong Zhenglin insists on going his own way, the two of them will be involved with the family from now on, and they will be involved with the future Yuan Yuan. The decree that Chengdi will issue to clear the clan forces runs counter to this. As far as the prince is concerned, this is undoubtedly a crash on the road to death.

“Are you afraid of going back and forth?” Zong Zhenglin raised his eyebrows, holding Mu Xiyao’s arms calmly and powerfully.

Zong Zhengming’s eyes tightened, and looking at Zong Zhenglin’s eyes was too complicated to describe. “For her, you are not afraid of everything.” Zong Zhenglin’s move was tantamount to taking chestnuts from the fire.

“Aren’t you afraid of losing your reputation as a villain? Chilling the hearts of the courtiers?”

Mu Xiyao, who was hiding under the cloak, narrowed her eyes, and her pink face gradually became frosted. “For him” or “for her”?

No matter how he thought about it, Zong Zhengming’s words were unclear and far-reaching, and he seemed to avoid her from hearing them clearly. Come to think of it, it should be “she”? If it’s none of her business, why does Zong Zhengming need to be in front of Zong Zhenglin, and the two of them are so cautious in private, showing deliberateness everywhere?

It turns out that Zong Zhengming just said that the first sentence he said was strange. It turned out that there was a reason for the incident, but she realized it later.

Today, I found out that Mu Xiyao was actually involved in the Shufan Academy, and… Zong Zhenglin seemed to value it very much, and even Zong Zhengming was involved in it.

Listening to the meaning of their words, the key seems to lie in Wang Chonghao. Prince Taifu, such a big title…

Zong Zhenglin wanted to arouse the conflict between the previous dynasty and the family ahead of time, this move… Mu Xiyao’s face couldn’t be more ugly.

What did she do to make this old and prudent person, when the time is far from ripe, to start early? Mu Xiyao deeply reflected on her recent words and deeds, but she really didn’t realize that she was so stupid that it caused Zong Zhenglin and the two to be so embarrassed.

“His Royal Highness.” Mu Xiyao’s small head broke free a few times, with little solemnity, and looked up into Zong Zhenglin’s eyes. “What does this have to do with the concubine?”

Zong Zhengming was stunned for a moment, looking at the woman with concentrated eyes in Zong Zhenglin’s arms, and unknowingly revealed a strange expression.

I only knew that she was smart before, but now I know that she is still so sharp?

“It’s irrelevant.” Zong Zhenglin’s expression was icy cold, he only gave her a light look, raised his head and ignored it.

“Irrelevant?” Mu Xiyao’s eyelids jumped, and she turned to look at Zong Zhengming, who avoided her gaze, with a bright smile like a spring flower, which was so bright.

“The Fifth Highness also thinks that this matter has nothing to do with the concubine?” The voice was light, but the expression on his face was rare and serious.

Zong Zhengming gently lifted the curtain and looked at the lively street scene slowly receding outside the window. His voice was like a spring breeze.

Mu Xiyao gave him a deep look, then turned back and leaned back into Zong Zhenglin’s arms.

“So.” After the two words, there was no sound.

Having lived for two lifetimes, Mu Xiyao hated being deceived the most.

Today is a good day. The two men lied to their faces and took her for a fool.

[End of This Chapter]