The Beloved Imperial Consort - Chapter 277

[277. Chapter 277 Lost]

Until the night before the palace banquet, Helian Minmin still hadn’t waited for the person he had been waiting for for a few days. Eating meals in Chan Ruo Garden alone is also deserted, and even though the peach talisman picture was posted in the house and the new curtains were replaced, it still didn’t add much popularity. Zong Zhenglin promised her dignity and dignity before, but now, except for the woman who never pays attention to it, everything used in the house is luxurious and unusual. But only, the man who was hired by three matchmakers and six hires to marry her through the door, but it was difficult to meet him once.

“She really said that she knew about His Highness?”

“Master, when the maid in the side concubine’s room went to report to Ming, the servant was outside. His Highness was already there at that time.” This was repeated no less than three times. I don’t know where I am, so I asked this question, but I was looking forward to a thought.

Raising his hand and pulling out the hairpin, Helian Minmin’s face was expressionless, and he lightly explained that Gui Li had made a bed under the slump for the night, and he just lay down and rested.

Looking at the brand-new picture of firecrackers and carp on the curtain in a trance, Helian Minmin pressed down on the quilt. At the end of winter in Shengjing, I never knew it was so cold.

On the New Year’s Eve of the 14th year of Zhang He, it was cold in the afternoon. The wind and frost cut people like a knife, and the snow was flying all over the sky. At a glance, it made people feel cold to the bones.

“His Royal Highness, isn’t it just a joke for a concubine to dress like this?” Mu Xiyao’s small face was wrinkled, and she dodged the thick fleece vest in Zong Zhenglin’s hands.

“You have already put on two cotton-padded clothes for your concubine, and there will be a vest and cape later. No matter how cold the concubine is, she can’t wear it!” She couldn’t see her waist either, Mu Xiyao was really unhappy.

“It’s said that men like thin waists. Your Highness, you dress up your concubine like a rolling pin, but your waist is rounded, and you can’t see the face at all.” Gathering in one place for the New Year is the time when women from various prefectures are showing off. Tell her to go like this, and she won’t be laughed at to death!

Zong Zhenglin grabbed her dishonest arm, took Mo Lan and handed over the fleece jacket, and could not help but put it on.

“I don’t have much face, so don’t force it.”

Hui Lan couldn’t help but burst out laughing. Seeing His Highness and the master looking over together, she was nervous, and she was so choked by herself that she coughed repeatedly. Tears welled up in the corners of his eyes. During the New Year, it is the most taboo to shed tears. So frightened, I couldn’t stop.

Mu Xiyao was teased by the two of them one after another, and she became angry and shouted immediately. “Ghost girl doesn’t have any rules, go down and take a slow breath, and then come to serve. Tomorrow’s red envelope, I will buckle it, master, not give it.” He snorted and glared at Hui Lan.

The little girl aggrieved and exited the room, and when she took the last step, she looked back bitterly.

Shouldn’t the master be telling the truth and save the red envelopes seriously?

Zong Zhenglin raised his brows in a funny way, the little girl didn’t behave well, and the girl she raised was more active than other families.

His Royal Highness, knowing that Mu Xiyao likes to be pretty, just likes to provoke it a few times. Now seeing people being teased, his face turns red, and he is even brighter and more beautiful.

“Forget it, today’s New Year’s Eve, complimenting ‘Jiaohan’ is a good omen for Jiaojiao. Next year will continue to improve.” Zong Zhenglin teasing Mu Xiyao, he often insists on making persistent efforts.

Mu Xiyao kicked his shin again and again with her little feet, and her eyes were so bright with anger.

“His Royal Highness! You are like a concubine. You can reach out and help me wherever you want to go!”

“Isn’t it?” “This hall thinks that the results are acceptable.”

When encountering a prudish and serious Sixth Highness, it is comparable to the enchanting girl, and there are times when she is deflated.

“When are you going to lose your temper?” Zong Zhenglin was in a good mood, pinched her chin, and patted Mu Xiyao’s butt through the cloak. “It’s been a long time since I got in the car, so I don’t have to be suffocated.”

Thinking that he would go to the Prince’s Mansion to pick him up later, the music should not be too high-profile, Mu Xiyao turned her face sideways and closed her eyes.

The Sixth Highness had a smile on his brows and followed her wishes, and he was extremely happy to drop a kiss. Such an invitation to pet is something she takes for granted.

“Satisfied?”

Mu Xiyao pursed her lips and pondered for a moment, then her brows gradually became crooked.

“His Royal Highness, will your concubine see a big fat red envelope tomorrow morning?”

I had expected this woman to be so promising. Zong Zhenglin nodded happily, silver couldn’t be more convenient for him. However, the interest to be asked is not less than a cent. “Jiaojiao, “The Book of Songs Weifeng Chapter”, ‘You vote for me with papaya, and repay it with

Qiongju. It is also good for bandits!’

Suddenly he laughed. He happily covered his small mouth and fell on the crook of Zong Zhenglin’s arm, with a hibiscus jade face and bright eyes.

Your Highness, the concubine only found out today that you have three tastes in the matter of Fengyue.

“Zi Zi, ‘Trust me with peach, and return it with Qiong Yao.'” After he finished speaking, he wrapped his neck around his neck and quickly touched his lips lightly.

Nuo, concubine’s ‘Qiong Yao’, can you take it?

Ye drove the car and felt a little uncomfortable.

Occasionally, there was a sound of His Highness talking and laughing with Master Yao from the carriage behind him, but there was nothing else next to him, but that screaming really made his ears feel hot.

The “fairy” and “heart-hearted” in Master Yao’s mouth are already shocking, and just now, even the “enemy” who is not on the table has been brought out to make fun. He was so frightened that he didn’t dare to make a sound, for fear that His Highness would hear him and the Master would give him a cold look.

Fortunately, His Highness was mostly focused on that person. Not only did he not hear the reprimand, but there were some red-faced clapping noises.

Ye Kai was sitting on a needle felt, and suddenly realized that following Master Yao, even if there was a thick curtain, he might not be able to recruit His Royal Highness to clean up.

Less than a quarter of an hour later, the carriage had stopped steadily outside the Prince’s Mansion. Seeing the honor guard of Concubine Helian, Ye Kai respectfully got out of the car and saluted.

Mu Xiyao was busy arranging her hair on the temples, she glanced at him in a sullen look, and didn’t plan to go down to see him at all. Dressed like this, it’s good to delay for a moment.

Zong Zhenglin tapped her forehead, not knowing what the little woman was thinking. He stopped the woman in the palace to salute, and only ordered people to get into the car. It was very good to cover up the past for her, but he indulged again.

Only when they arrived at Mingde Gate at the entrance of the south wall of the palace, they encountered the eighth prince Zong Zhenghan and brought his female relatives to transfer to a warm sedan chair.

Zong Zhenglin lifted the curtain first and got out of the car to greet him. Then Helian Minmin brought someone from behind, but he actually crossed the carriage without even saying hello, and went straight to Zong Zhenglin’s side to stand still. In that way, it was as if he had forgotten in a hurry that there was Concubine Mu Fang in the house.

Mu Xiyao had already bowed and left the soft couch, intending to meet with Helian’s family and the female family members of Zong Zhenghan’s residence. I don’t know that she is acting like this, but it would be very embarrassing to ask her to go out again.

With a twinkle in his eyes, Mu Xiyao sat down again calmly. It’s not a good thing to be unhappy for the concubine of the Prince’s Mansion. It’s a pity that, apart from the prince and concubine, the man who can call the shots in the house is the man in charge after all.

Helian Minmin just didn’t like that she tripped over Zong Zhenglin’s legs and slapped her face so straightly, she just wanted to make her look ugly. It’s a pity that this woman didn’t understand Zong Zhenglin’s temper. Such an obvious “oversight” would only attract him to dislike it.

How did His Highness Sixth Highness warn her over and over again? Oh, by the way, “Jiaojiao, once you enter the mansion, you will never be able to leave.” Now she hadn’t thought about what to do with the prince’s mansion, and Helian Minmin was already rushing to push her away.

Your Highness, you say, how is this matter?

[End of This Chapter]