The Beloved Imperial Consort - Chapter 240

[240. Chapter 240 Darkness]

“Where did Jiaojiao come from a million taels of silver?” Zong Zhenglin raised his eyebrows slightly, the little woman’s entire net worth was not worth this amount.

“Did the concubine say that it was the concubine’s money?” When questioned by Zong Zhenglin, Mu Xiyao pouted, obviously not happy that the Boss couldn’t communicate with her.

“The concubine thinks that His Royal Highness should have this property. Naturally, the concubine did not include the needs of His Highness’s important affairs.” Mu Xiyao snapped her fingers, and privately bought and sold the shops in Zhuangzi under the name of the Sixth Highness one by one. counted. Every time he signed up, he looked up at him, as if he had to be approved by Zong Zhenglin.

Seeing that she doesn’t care about business on weekdays, at this time, she is very rare, and none of the projects she has signed up are related to business affairs. Zong Zhenglin’s eyes darkened, and he kept his mind secretly. Is it because Mu Xiyao’s memory is far superior to ordinary people, or is this woman’s shrewdness that surprises him.

“In this way, it’s just enough.” Stretching out ten fingers, Mu Xiyao turned her small hands back and forth, and she was very proud when she came to Zong Zhenglin.

Press down her mischievous palm, and play with it. Soft and boneless, it seems to be gentle.

“To attract people’s hearts with this palace’s wealth, does Jiaojiao think it’s so easy to be a white wolf with empty gloves?” A

stingy man, you still don’t know how to thank your concubine after that. I helped you get a lot of confidants from the Jian’an period in advance, but they were actually rejected.

“His Royal Highness, if you think so, you have wronged your concubine.” He pulled his front and twisted hard, and his calves kept shaking. “Would it be better if the concubine made a bet with you? If this person can use it, you will take it under the account. As for the accountant, as far as the concubine is concerned, there is no difference. Pointing at the small vault to fly to the sky, it is better to follow you. Affordable.” Mu Xiyao’s beautiful eyes were shining, and she could see Zong Zhenglin sink into the depths of her black eyes.

So clear, as bright as autumn water.

“Borrowing the name of the main hall, how to count the profit?” She wanted to embarrass her. With Mu Xiyao’s temperament, she couldn’t easily nod her head.

Boss is trying his best to please! Mu Xiyao was very clever, and after a little thought, he could see through the thoughts of the Sixth Highness. Want to tease her? It is not necessarily who is at a loss.

“My concubine’s whole body is not privately owned by His Highness. For example, your little yellow book holds the moon in your arms, the phoenix rises to the sun, devotes yourself to the Buddha, seeks the seclusion and explores the secrets, there are a total of twenty-four poses, which one do you prefer, the concubine will be ruthless. , I don’t care about face, I’ll take the initiative to serve you and let you feel comfortable?”

Zong Zhenglin’s arm around her waist suddenly froze.

This woman… really needs to be cleaned up! So bold, to mention those tricks in the daytime…

His Highness’s eyes gradually became darker, and the illustrations in the book crossed his mind without realizing it. Looking at her moist red lips, the phrase “devoted to Buddha” was firmly embedded in my heart.

Since he was outside, Zong Zhenglin’s curiosity fueled his interest. He hugged Mu Xiyao’s forehead, and they parted as soon as their lips touched.

“The invitation of a beautiful woman suits the taste of this palace. When the time comes, please don’t show your timidity.” Zong Zhenglin stroked her red lips, and his eyes were terrifyingly deep.

Mu Xiyao’s brows twitched, consciously causing trouble. This provocation is too much, it doesn’t seem to benefit her… Besides, why didn’t Zong Zhenglin respond? Normally such a disturbance would cause His Highness the Sixth Highness to be “angered”, why didn’t he act like a hooligan today?

Could it be that… the past few days have been too much for intercourse, and I have lost my body?

Mu Xiyao pretended to move her little butt, and really didn’t notice anything suspicious under her. Otherwise, try again?

The blue veins on Zong Zhenglin’s forehead bulged, and his jaw became more and more tense. Being provoked by her words, she had already used her internal strength to forcibly suppress it. How could she know that this woman was looking for her own way and was rubbing back and forth on him.

Just as he was about to catch someone and hold him still, he was gently embraced by Mu Xiyao, his eyes looked at him with guilt.

“His Royal Highness, you are not in a good shape, why don’t you tell your concubine that you know it. You were so naughty just now, but your concubine is wrong.” He buried his head between his neck and rubbed it twice, as if to comfort him.

When the warmth flows, it really quiets down.

Zong Zhenglin didn’t understand at first, until he caught the sighing in her eyes and glanced at him from time to time, he suddenly understood the woman’s strange thoughts.

So worth it! Being questioned by one’s own woman is no good, even a man can’t stand it. What’s more, Zong Zhenglin was strong and arrogant, his face immediately darkened like ink.

“It’s not right. Jiaojiao said to listen to this hall, what’s wrong.” She forced Mu Xiyao’s little hand to reach under her body. Seeing the woman’s bulging eyes, she seemed unbelievable, and she touched it a few times. A small face full of doubts. Zong Zhenglin’s anger increased rather than diminished.

Does this mean he shouldn’t be? Just when he was about to get angry, he heard the woman exclaim in amazement. It was these words that dispelled all Zong Zhenglin’s anger, but he didn’t know what to do with her.

“How come it’s bigger than yesterday…”

After half an hour, Mu Xiyao was aggrieved and was helped off the carriage by Mo Lan, looking at the man in front of him with his arms in front of him, his small mouth pouted.

Lord Boss is in a mood to be angry and angry, but people often say that the Sixth Highness’s happiness and anger are indistinguishable, it is pure nonsense. With his cold face, he felt that he had entered the cold winter and twelfth lunar day.

“Master, could it be that you are in trouble again? If you really did something wrong, the slave thinks, you should admit it earlier. Be soft in front of His Highness, His Highness loves you so much, and he will not really punish you. .” Mo Lan pressed her throat, afraid that His Highness in front of her would also listen.

“Whose maid are you, why are you turning back to your Highness?” Mu Xiyao twisted her arm, pretending to be fierce, and grinned.

“It’s unpopular now?” Zong Zhenglin caught sight of Mu Xiyao panicking out of the corner of his eye, and turned back and poured a basin of cold water on his head.

“Let the two children go down and rest first. No one will be waiting for you, just come with the main hall.” After speaking, he ignored Mu Xiyao’s doubts, and just walked through the hanging flower gate on his own and walked slowly to the backyard.

Mo Lan and the others were screened back by His Royal Highness, and they could only watch the master holding the hand stove and reluctantly moved.

I hope the master is more sensible, and don’t compete with His Royal Highness…

Zong Zhenglin has a saying that is precise, to say that Mu Xiyao is under his command, it is a clever method. But how do people view this master in their hearts… that’s really appalling.

Mu Xiyao dawdled on the bluestone road, but Zong Zhenglin, the man, left her alone in an unfamiliar place, and was not afraid of being kidnapped halfway. While talking, he was frightened by the arm that suddenly stretched out behind the rockery and exclaimed on the spot.

“What are you doing?” Zong Zhenglin caught the man behind Mo Ji and held him in his arms, dissatisfied that Mu Xiyao didn’t recognize the person, but instead shouted in surprise.

“Your Highness, your concubine is timid, don’t scare your concubine.”

Zong Zhenglin saw that she was really frightened, his face changed, and his tone softened. She patted Mu Xiyao’s back, hugged her in her arms, and covered her with a cloak, but she felt a little regretful.

I never thought that this woman was daring on weekdays, but there are times when she is afraid of being alone in private.

So… like some boudoir girls.

Mu Xiyao curled up and wrapped her arms around his neck, pitifully with grievances. With his small head drooping, Yu Zong Zhenglin couldn’t see where he was, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

A warning, a fatal warning that was so hot that she couldn’t help but exclaim!

Fortunately, Zong Zhenglin appeared, and a play not only covered up the matter, but also forced the other party to disappear.

[End of This Chapter]