The Beloved Imperial Consort - Chapter 293

[293. Chapter 293 Opportunity]

On the carriage on the way back, Mu Xiyao put her hands on the stove, her eyes looked out through the gap, and the corner of her mouth was full of smiles.

“Master, the rouge in our mansion is made by His Royal Highness, and I don’t see how you are so rare. Why can’t you turn your eyes away from the powder shop outside?” Huilan murmured, yes The master has been acting completely incomprehensible these days.

It was raining lightly outside, and the sky was gloomy and depressing. Although he was wearing a jacket, the wind was blowing in, but it was still cool and dank. In such a day, the master can also smile at the empty street.

Mu Xiyao was stunned for a moment, then looked at the shops outside, and sure enough, they were all selling rouge powder. Turning around and shrinking lazily on the soft couch, I ordered the cymbidium fork to bring the fragrant fruit, and bit into it, the juice was meaty and sweet.

She didn’t do it for that colorful powder. Just now I felt happy, but it was because of the stinky face of His Royal Highness Sixth when he left the bed that he wanted to get out of bed to clean up her.

He clearly wanted to keep people, but he held on to his words. Your Highness, do you think you are tossing?

The most unstoppable woman, she used to push the wrong place to the Sixth Highness. Mu Yaonu insisted on returning home in the rain, but she never felt that she was causing trouble to others. At this moment, I was still working on a small abacus, and the small problem of holding grudges all along came up again without realizing it.

Smash your little mouth, and represent Mo Lan’s matter of getting up early tomorrow. Mu Xiyao felt that she had to go around in front of the Boss again, and it would be good to hang on to the appetite of the Sixth Highness just like that. Telling him to get out of his mind and block her, the stinky man hugged Chunyu Yao that day, but his palm reached the position of the woman’s chest. Mu Xiyao took a savage mouthful of it, puffing out her cheeks and chewing it properly, with no manners at all.

Mo Lan was smarter than Hui Lan, and could see that the two masters were competing again. However, it seems that Master Yao has a bigger chance of winning.

Seeing that the master’s expression changed, he was much richer than when he first entered the palace. In the end, being spoiled by His Royal Highness, life is good, and there are two little masters under his knees, Cheng Huan. This kind of relationship, at last, is not like the time when she was worried, she could not see or touch it. This time, although the two became noisy again, but looking at the master’s complexion, it was rare to see a rosy spirit.

It’s just that he suffered from His Highness, and he had to be suffocated by the master in various ways when he was ill. Mu Xiyao didn’t know that she was a close-fitting maid and sighed in her heart. You must know how to eliminate the “maiden’s big failure”, her Lanhua’s elbow turned the wrong corner.

In the evening, Zong Zhenglin was ill to review the documents, and when he was resting, he could not sleep peacefully no matter what. The sleeping room is a little bigger, the room is too deserted, and the bosom is empty without the seductive aroma… After several days of sleeping in the study room, the Sixth Highness feels that if things go on like this, that little heartless person will be cheap for nothing. , wronged himself.

Feng’s eyes were closed, and she tossed and turned. When she left, she was gentle and reasonable, reasonable and obedient. Thinking of the soft and glutinous “I will serve you tomorrow”, Zong Zhenglin propped up his upper body and raised the curtain with his slender fingers.

Three o’clock. When the hour comes, there is still a wait.

As soon as Tian Fukuyama came over, unexpectedly, His Highness got up early, wearing a robe, leaning on the bedside and reading the military book. It’s just that face, how can it be worse than yesterday?

When Mu Xiyao entered the mansion, she happened to meet Su Linrou and his party with a food box outside the Moon Gate. Followed by Wan Shi and two women with eyes. Holding a woman’s hair in a bun, she is very young. The face is just ordinary, but the dress is very gorgeous.

It should be the two maids given by the queen mother. Screaming faintly, he wanted to take a detour and leave first, but Su Linrou fell behind him like a dog-skin plaster, following every step of the way. The fact that she was a pie clearly wanted to ride on her “favored concubine” and enter Zong Zhenglin’s study together.

Being praised like this, Mu Xiyao did not change his face, and greeted her with a few words of courtesy. Su Linrou thought that Zong Zhenglin was so talkative? That man, when he is impatient, the gentleman’s demeanor has never been a shadowy thing.

But why did Wan Jingwen go with her? Mu Xiyao calmly looked two steps away, the woman with low eyebrows and eyes. Wan humbly took the initiative to avoid her attention, her eyelids drooping, covering all her thoughts. Mu Xiyao smiled and supported Mo Lan’s money, taking this woman who had been in the palace for a long time and had a self-disciplined and sensible woman firmly in her heart.

As the old saying goes, a dog that bites doesn’t bark. No matter how much precaution you take, you will never lose money.

A group of people just stepped into the gate of the hospital, and before they could stand firm, they saw Tian Fushan eagerly greeted them.

“Master, this is…”

“Master, Your Highness has an order. You don’t need to pass the message when you see it, just go in. Look, if we are going to the house first, it will save His Highness from waiting.

” Really stepping on the clock to enter the palace. Compared to His Highness getting up before dawn, it is unreasonable to be late. He also took the time to salute with the rest, and very euphemistically conveyed the meaning of “His Royal Highness is low in energy and should rest in peace”. Hearing that, Mu Xiyao was overjoyed.

Tian Fushan is slick, but his words are beautiful. According to her understanding, it’s not that “Your Highness is not happy to see you waiting for a woman’s house to be too noisy.” The more she thinks about it, the

more happy she becomes, and she appreciates that Lord Boss is rarely on the road. Such a thoughtful handing over an excuse, no need to wait at this time.

“Sister, since this is the case, my sister will take the first step. Don’t blame me for being rude.” Seeing that Su Linrou’s face changed in an instant, she looked at her with jealousy in her eyes. Without turning her head, Mu Xiyao twisted her waist and led people up the stone steps, and walked along the veranda to the study.

Wan Jingwen raised her eyes slightly, and her eyes stayed on the woman with a graceful figure that was gradually drifting away in front of her. Is it a coincidence that His Highness fell ill this time, or did it happen earlier? I originally wanted to follow Su, but if I was lucky, I could go in and take a look. At this moment, he was snatched up by Mr. Mu. It is difficult to get in again.

In the previous life, Tang Yiru was able to get Zong Zhenglin’s lenient treatment, in addition to knowing the rules, there was another important thing. At that time, she had not yet been selected to enter the palace, and she was also accidentally mentioned by the old man in the Qiandi. The reason why the concubine virtuous and empress did not decline is due to the service in the house. When it was, that person was old and couldn’t remember clearly, but only said that it was during the Mobei War.

It is a pity that the Mobei war in this world is different in time from the previous life. Although Wan Jingwen received the news that she was very likely to be favored, she suffered from being unable to get close to Zong Zhenglin. The only person in the mansion who has the face and can get Zong Zhenglin’s occasional response, except for Helian Minmin, is the unsatisfactory Concubine Su!

When Nai’s luck was bad, Mr. Mu didn’t do anything wrong, but Zong Zhenglin ordered him to stop him from the door. Wan Jingwen looked at the angry woman, and immediately put on a timid look on her face.

Stupid woman! Better than Helian Minmin. Before leaving the front yard, he dared to curse the woman who Zong Zhenglin put on his heart so loudly. Su Linrou, don’t even think about getting ahead in this life.

Mu Xiyao took off his cloak, and when he walked around the screen, he saw Zong Zhenglin half-lying on the bedside. There is a book on his chest, but it is “Hundred Tactics and Strategies”. The figure seemed to be fast asleep, breathing so gently that it was barely audible.

Gently touched him, and first leaned over his forehead, the situation was excellent, and the heat had subsided. The small hand slid down and pulled out the scroll under his palm. He was about to get up and put it back, but the man who closed his eyes and rested grabbed his wrist.

[End of This Chapter]