The Beloved Imperial Consort - Chapter 214

[214. Chapter 214 Persecution]

When Wei Zhen brought Zong Zhenglin’s Chen Fu, Mu Xiyao’s eyes suddenly lit up. On weekdays, Chen Fu was raised in the palace, and it was extremely difficult to get close to him. Zong Zhenglin sent a special person to raise the shining lion in the prince’s residence, but Mu Xiyao had seen it a few times. It’s just that there is no need to ride a horse, and she has never had the heart to control.

“Chen Fu has a strong temperament and is a pure-blooded BMW. Those who are not determined are not allowed to be envoys.” Mu Xiyao was eager to try, and Zong Zhenglin had to remind him first. I don’t necessarily think she can tame Chen Fu.

“His Royal Highness,” Mu Xiyao took the reins of the horse, reached out and touched Chen Fu’s head, turned around and left Zong Zhenglin a bright smile, “This time, it’s His Highness watching the concubine.” Dangdang led Chen Fu to the arena, walking lightly and valiantly.

In front of Zong Zhenglin’s eyes, she was only looking back with lustful expressions. After a little quiet, he took Wei Zhen back to the tent and took a seat.

“His Royal Highness, Fang Caiyao’s master is skilled when he leads a horse. It doesn’t look like he has never learned riding.” Although Wei Zhen was surprised that Chen Fu was so obedient, what was even more shocking was that Concubine Side easily took the reins from him. Leaving gracefully.

Zong Zhenglin raised his eyebrows slightly, and his phoenix eyes were full of brilliance. Mu Xiyao is more than a horseman. Just by looking at her gesture of controlling the reins, and the position of Chen Fu, you can see at a glance that it is a position that can be mounted immediately at any time. It is also formed by people who are good at horses for a long time. instinct.

Looking at Mu Xiyao’s increasingly petite figure standing with Chen Fu, Zong Zhenglin was thoughtful.

At this time, the center of the racecourse has been rearranged. On the back-shaped horse road, twelve colorful flags were staggered and planted beside the road. Zong Zhengying and the others were already riding on their horses, taking small steps on the reins.

“The side concubine has never been on the horse, but has found it again?” Chaoyang County Master sneered, stealing the limelight for Mu Xiyao’s royal front, and was jealous.

“Ben Gong heard that the sixth brother’s mount, Chen Fu, has a notoriously stubborn temperament. It’s better not to force the concubine.” The quickness of the tongue. What I was looking forward to the most was that the news that came out was sure to be correct. Mrs. Mu’s riding skills might not be really good at it.

“Concubine thinks, not necessarily.” Mu Xiyao raised her eyebrows, her hand tightened the reins instantly, her left foot with riding boots slumped on the stirrup, and she was already in the air. The slender and straight right leg carried a pomegranate red hem, and it slid across the sky. The person who was questioned by the girls just now, was already firmly on the horseback in the blink of an eye, with a straight posture, holding the rein in his left hand, and his right hand slowly brushing his temples, smiling like a flower, looking forward to brilliance.

“Pretty.” Zong Zhengming watched her movements from a distance and couldn’t help but applaud. “I don’t want the concubine’s riding skills to be superb.”

Zong Zhenglin, who was sitting next to him, nodded happily, but Feng Mu did not leave the person for a moment. Very good, the depth of Mu Xiyao’s hiding is extremely difficult to detect. With such a woman by his side, life becomes more and more interesting. No matter how hard she hides, he has the patience to explore slowly, and take a closer look at her bit by bit. As surprise as today, I will not miss it when I think about it.

“Why is this so?” Helian Weirui murmured in a low voice, with a tired expression on her face. No matter who’s organs are exhausted, in the end, the other party can’t, and it is absolutely difficult to keep calm, and the state of mind is as stable as before.

“Why? It’s just that Zong Zhenglin covered her up early, and everyone else was teased.” Zong Zhenghan’s face was warm, but the corners of his mouth showed a bit of gloom. “I don’t want him to be so thorough.”

Helian Weirui looked complicated, leaning on the back of the chair, what happened next was beyond her control.

“His Royal Highness, the concubine is ready here, and you can start at any time.” Mu Xiyao lightly buckled her right foot, Chen Fu was already standing as she intended, her head held high, and she couldn’t hide her arrogance.

Zong Zhengying sullenly looked at her for a while, then turned her head and slapped Wuju with a whip.

Mu Xiyao’s mouth was half open, she had never seen such a scoundrel. There is no need to play tricks and tricks, and it is self-righteous and domineering to be unruly.

“Nonsense!” Emperor Yuancheng was the first to show his displeasure. Princess Zuncha has lost his dignity, what’s the face? “Call the flag keeper.” The

flag fell, and everyone galloped on their horses. Mu Xiyao was dressed in red, and the morning mallard under the seat was black and shiny, and one person and one horse were especially eye-catching. The woman next to her also carefully controlled the reins of the horse, leaving the three parties to be careful. Mu Xiyao was the only one who was like an arrow from the string, crouching down and riding the dust.

Zong Zheng Lin Jun’s face darkened instantly, he just wished he could catch someone and come back and beat him hard. No one was chasing behind her, and Zong Zhengying’s skills, who set out in the front, were only palpable, but Mu Xiyao made no mistakes, and she only needed to win after half-time.

No one would have expected that Mu Xiyao would have such a bold side, and once she let go, she would go all out.

Chen Fu got Mu Xiyao to try his best to be the envoy, and he spread his hooves and ran happily, as fast as lightning. Qing Jun’s skeleton is matched with a black horse’s mane, and there is a neighing sound when flying, rarely showing joy.

When Zong Zhenglin controlled it, he was strong and could not resist. Mu Xiyao had aura on her body, which was very easy to accept. At this time, I let it run along with my temperament again, and I have never been more comfortable and complacent.

Zong Zhengying only listened to the urgency behind her, and her heart slammed heavily on Wuju. The flag was planted not far in front of her, how could she just watch Mu Xiyao take it away like that?

Mu Xiyao was still in a happy mood, and had long forgotten about Zong Zhengying. At this time, I inadvertently glanced, and I saw Wuju’s silver-white mane faintly soaked with blood. Seeing Zong Zhengying madly beating horses, almost abusive, her eyes instantly turned cold.

People who are so mad and greedy for meritorious deeds are not worthy of black horses and horses.

“Her Royal Highness, it’s better to stop as soon as possible.” Suddenly raising the volume, Mu Xiyao shouted at the person in front.

Zong Zhengying glanced back at her, her expression even more serious. “Make Ben Gong stop? Dreaming!” The voice fell, and the actions of his subordinates repeated three points.

“His Royal Highness…” Wei Zhen frowned slightly, already seeing that something was wrong.

“You bastard!” Zong Zhenglin stood up, lifted the hem of his clothes, and strode away in front of the imperial palace.

Emperor Yuancheng heard Mu Xiyao’s cry faintly, and then heard Ji Huaian’s reply behind him, his face was gloomy and dripping.

In the past, only Daozong Zhengying was charming and self-willed, but now Fang Zhi is so stubborn. Concubine De’s upbringing, as expected, is just like her, I don’t know what to say.

“Imperial Father.” Zong Zhenglin frowned with the air-conditioning all over his body, his always indifferent face.

Emperor Yuancheng glanced at him and waved his hand to block his next words. “Stay aside. I want to see how she will end up fighting hard today.”

Imperial Concubine Huanggui lowered her eyes, hiding her gloating. Although the emperor’s tone was calm as usual, the action of slapping the table on the table clearly showed his anger.

After Mu Xiyao shouted, she would not stop her. To a madman, no amount of words is worth it.

Seeing that her whip was raised high again, Mu Xiyao’s face was completely pulled down, and she followed suit, swung the whip and swept across the front, hitting the horse under her feet, Chen Fu raised her head and neighed, and rushed out.

“Bitch, dare!” Zong Zhengying never thought that someone would attack her, not to mention when she was racing. The distance between the two was getting closer and closer, and Mu Xiyao committed the following attack, and this sudden shock made Zong Zhengying hurriedly withdraw her hand, forcibly changed direction and avoided it.

“Your Majesty!” He Zhi Zong Zhengying was the only one who was frightened, and even the imperial concubine broke out in a cold sweat. Mu Xiyao dared to whip Zong Zhengying in front of the holy car, saying that it was a lie to say that she was not happy.

Emperor Yuancheng’s expression was tense at first, but then he suddenly relaxed, and his gaze towards Mu Xiyao gradually softened.

Love and hate are clear, benevolence and righteousness are valued, and they are quite quick-witted. The girl had the whip in her hand and circled it around her wrist a few times. Even if it was extended, it wouldn’t hurt Zong Zhengying in the slightest. Seeing that she acted ruthlessly with the fake and the real, it was just to frighten Zong Zhengying, forcing her to stop.

Sure enough, the corner of Mu Xiyao’s lips twitched, preventing her from moving, so she followed firmly behind half a body. As for the flag planting along the road, neither of them bothered to ask.

“Since this time, the concubine and the princess have been advancing side by side. How about you and me running to the finish line like this? Unless the princess is so generous that she forces the concubine to grab the flag first.” Mu Xiyao smiled and looked at her innocent face. , a hibiscus face becomes more delicate and beautiful.

Zong Zhengying was ashamed and angry. Listening to what she meant, if she made a move, Mu Xiyao would definitely not give up. First, she couldn’t stop her, and secondly, she couldn’t run away from the woman, so she could only watch the flag go past, holding back her temper and suffocating to the extreme.

The only consolation was that Kankan could stumble on her hands and feet, at least for Mu Xiyao to gain nothing.

Mu Xiyao followed closely, not caring about missing the flag. If she takes the lead, who knows if this mad woman will whip the whip and lose her temper in the back. Wu Ju hurt her heartache, if Zong Zhengying had an accident because of this, she would have to follow the unlucky. It’s better to be like now, the two ran to the end in a stalemate, and a tie was not too ugly.

“Liu Liu, your concubine is smart.”

Emperor Yuan Cheng stroked his beard and nodded, very satisfied with Mu Xiyao’s actions. That girl is in the control of people’s hearts, not losing her riding skills. It is not difficult to run ahead without any scruples like Zong Zhengying, but to follow steadily without falling one step requires a deep foundation and superb skills.

Zong Zhenglin’s phoenix eyes flashed brightly, and he suddenly remembered a remonstrance from the Fifth Dynasty to him, “The concubine side is extremely cherishing her life, so she will never play with her life. Your Highness should try to trust the concubine side. At the

prince’s seat, Zong Zhenghan suddenly chuckled and said, “Wei Rui, you said before that you won’t lose to the Mu Clan. If it was you, could it be possible to achieve this level?

” Seeing that Zong Zhengying could not give up her utilitarian heart, she dared not take the risk of being overtaken by her to seize the flag rashly. And the original intention of Mrs. Mu, to protect Zong Zhengying’s black horse and horse, was really accomplished by her, and she did a good job.

Zong Zhenglin’s luck… Damn it, it’s enviable.

Helian Weirui kept silent, and for the first time looked at the woman speeding in the field, with an incomparable fear.

Looking back at His Highness Sixth Highness, who was standing in front of the curtain with her hands behind her back, paying full attention to her figure.

[End of This Chapter]