The Beloved Imperial Consort - Chapter 289

[289. Chapter 289 Inexplicable]

Pulling her skirt and fleeing to Chengyou’s house, Mu Xiyao was panting heavily.

Fortunately, the man didn’t chase after him immediately. Momentum is a thing, in one go, it declines again and again, and it exhausts three times. In front of Zong Zhenglin’s face, he had a good time, and his first reaction was to scratch his liver and lungs with distress.

Not to mention the invaluable value of her bottle, the 1800 liang is still enough. It just smashed to pieces on the ground, like her fragile and careful liver, she couldn’t pick it up.

Going straight to him now, and griefing over her bottle. Why don’t you hide in the little bun’s house overnight to heal your wounds, get more refreshed tomorrow, and then slowly fight with the boss.

Holding her son’s soft and tender body, Mu Xiyao slept soundly in an instant. As for whether Zong Zhenglin has Wenxiang Nephrite, she is not worried at all.

After being so angry with her, the Sixth Highness must be able to talk nicely with a substitute… Zong Zhenglin, don’t count on it in the next life!

Mu Yaonu was happy, and she was not so happy in her heart.

“Where are the people?” After coming out of the study, Zong Zhenglin immediately summoned Wei Zhen to ask questions.

“His Royal Highness, Master Yao is in Master Chengyou’s room, and it seems that he has already rested.” Wei Zhen raised the lantern in person. His Royal Highness’s anger has not subsided at this moment, so it is better that fewer people follow him to catch his eye.

Zong Zhenglin strode forward, his expression still deserted. Only he knew it, and after listening to the words of the fifth Yichao, there was clearly a piece of tenderness in his heart.

After getting the door of Chengyou Courtyard, Wei Zhen was left outside the door, and it was an hour just waiting. Although it was early spring, the night was still cold and windy, and being forgotten by the master, Lord Wei was completely at a loss.

Your Highness is so angry, why is it so weird this time. Annoyed, no matter how you look at it, you can’t do anything about that person. After being with His Royal Highness for a long time, I have lost decisiveness over and over again, and I have never even had the first two fights.

The last time, he was still ruthless, and lost Master Yao in the Danruo Garden, who he had only seen for a month after being cold. This time… Wei Zhenlong started, took the ginger tea from the little maid on the ground, and looked at the sky… It was still three hours away.

After adding another cup of tea, I was thinking about when His Highness would call him, but saw the maid named Qingya in front of Master Yao, blushing and hurriedly trotting over.

“My lord, Your Highness said, let you go and rest, there is no need to wait.”

Qing Ya thought about the scene just now, her face a little feverish.

Wei Zhen opened his eyes and thought it would be better to ask more clearly. The valet, but he is responsible for the safety of the master.

“Your Highness said you want to rest here?” When Mingming came, he even told him to pass hot water and send it to the study.

Qing Ya lowered his head and sounded like a mosquito. “His Royal Highness embraced the master, and is already resting in the warm pavilion.”

Commander Wei’s eyelids jumped, and he did not recover for a long time.

Recruiting a woman to serve in the bed, that is the grace given by the master! His Royal Highness’s previous anger was clearly due to Master Xunyao’s liquidation…

Mu Xiyao’s face was flushed from sleep, and in the confusion, she felt that her body was being moved, and there was an uneasy feeling in the air. Instinctively curled up into the man’s arms, hugged his neck, softly sticking to the embrace with the scent of black bamboo.

The tip of his nose twitched, and his eyes widened in a trance. “His Royal Highness is here.” After confirming, his little head drooped, and he fell asleep more deeply.

Zong Zhenglin’s arms were stiff, and he leaned over to look at the top of her hair, his eyes darkened.

It was the intimacy revealed inadvertently, which often became a sharp tool for this woman to penetrate into his heart. The more times, the deeper and deeper she gets drilled, until she can’t pull it out, and then she suddenly realizes that this scourge can’t be thrown away.

She just entered the room and saw that she had made such a fuss, but she actually had the courage to sleep alone like no one else, obviously full of anger, but she leaned over and approached, only to find that she was actually wearing a faint blue shadow.

Mu Xiyao loves dough very much, and has never been careless and tolerated such omissions that ruined her appearance. Only then did I remember Yugu once said that her body should be nourished, and she should not endure cold, nor should she be tired.

Looking at Chengyou who touched her forehead and slept with saliva, Zong Zhenglin’s face appeared bloodless when she had a difficult childbirth that day, but he was still thinking about this in his stomach. That scene, now that I think about it, I feel like calling him Very useless.

He broke his body twice, once to give birth to a son for him, and once… Zong Zhenglin’s eyes darkened.

I don’t know what kind of Gu this woman gave him, she was always the most annoyed, and when she wanted to strangle her neck, she would give him a soft blow or two, and she couldn’t get over her anger.

There’s no way to calm down, but I can’t help her. I planned to go back to the study to rest for the night. I called this bastard in the afternoon tomorrow to admit her mistake, and just then punished her.

Just as she was about to turn around, she saw Mu Xiyao reached out and touched her back. Chengyou is inside, and the outside is empty. Without touching anyone, the woman’s closed eyes trembled, and she was about to wake up.

The ghosts and the gods were messed up, Zong Zhenglin couldn’t tell what he was thinking at the time, so he reached out his hand so quickly, and held her small hand, and immediately saw the woman satisfied and pouted, turned over and hugged his arm, half of his face pressed. On the back of his hand, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. The red face is really beautiful. He didn’t see the arrogant look that made him almost vomit blood when he was awake, but only had a girl-like soft and well-behaved face.

After being captured by her inadvertently step by step, His Royal Highness felt aggrieved and reluctant to leave. Up to now, it is inexplicable, which is very contrary to his original intention, and actually hugged Mu Xiyao and rested in the warm pavilion…

How did things come to this stage, Zong Zhenglin was sober from the beginning to the end, but he couldn’t understand why. In the end, Hate held the soft, glutinous and fragrant woman beside him in his arms, looked at her for a long time, and finally sighed and slowly closed his eyes.

Yu Mu Xiyao, but the Buddhist saying “entered the obstacle”?

He hadn’t slept well all night, and his dreams were full of Mu Xiyao’s bare feet, and the big golden lotus slapped back and forth in front of him. No matter how hard his face was, the woman always swayed her toes and acted presumptuously on him. In the end, he got there, and fiddled with his burning desire with his fingertips.

Being served like this by her little feet, His Highness Sixth Highness couldn’t move for half a minute, and sweat dripped from the forehead, but the woman was not slow and slow, letting him snort and make a lot of himself.

It was so hard to expect that the thing was tightly covered by a pair of small feet, Zong Zhenglin raised his head and his Adam’s apple rolled up and down, his lower abdomen trembled as he saw that he was about to relax. At a critical moment, the woman on the opposite side gave a charming smile, as bright as a spring flower, with a hint of playfulness, and kicked his descendants ruthlessly with one kick!

“You bastard! How dare you!” Zong Zhenglin roared angrily, lifted the quilt with a swipe, and sat up with a loose lining. His breathing was a little short, and his eyes were full of goose-yellow curtains. The sky seemed to be about to light up, and the candlesticks were quietly burning in the room.

This scene…Zong Zhenglin was stunned. You Qi made him unbearable, but it was the thing under him that was rushing straight into his trousers, and it was slightly painful.

His face was extremely ugly, and he couldn’t tell whether he was embarrassed or angry.

Looking back just now, it was Mu Xiyao who was holding her elbows, looking up at him blankly, her eyes full of surprise.

[End of This Chapter]