The Beloved Imperial Consort - Chapter 295

[295. Chapter 295 The depths]

Back at the house, Zong Zhenglin strongly rejected Mu Xiyao’s sincere persuasion to clean up the house for him. Living in separate rooms, what’s the use of him returning to the mansion.

At this moment, the little woman was eager to visit her son, which just gave him a free time.

“How?”

“The emperor intends to let His Highness the Eighth Highness enter the main household department to check the grain and silver, and attaches great importance to Chen Tingyu’s petition. Tomorrow morning, the imperial decree will be issued.” Suddenly there was one more person in the room, wrapped in black clothes. , thin and capable.

Zong Zhenglin’s eyes brightened, and the corners of his mouth were high. “Excellent, keep an eye on it.”

Upon receiving His Highness’s order, the commander of the dark guard bowed and disappeared without a trace.

Complimented by the news, he “sick” earlier. After half a month, this errand really fell on Zong Zhenghan. Want to join forces with the prince? Just relying on the money of the person who is in the household department, this work is not so easy to bear.

In the case of Liuzhou, the clues are already there. In order to protect himself, the prince had to have a fight with Zong Zhenghan if he didn’t endure the pain and cut his arm. At the time, it was a scene of brother and brother Gong or a dog bites a dog, and Zong Zhenglin was looking forward to it.

But when the imperial decree tomorrow, the little woman will probably notice it right away. This illness caused her to soften her temper. Tomorrow… His Royal Highness will have quite a headache.

Carrying the tray into the room, seeing that he was still in good spirits, Mu Xiyao twisted the towel, smeared him with soap horns, and carefully used a razor to help him take care of the stubble.

The two sat opposite each other, the kang table in the middle was removed, and the knees were pressed against each other, which seemed extremely intimate from the side.

With a window on the side, the spring sun was warm and warm, and Zong Zhenglin closed his eyes comfortably. Her whole body was filled with her sweet scent, her small hands supported his chin, Mu Xiyao’s knuckles slid gently on her face, and the razor was cool and scraped.

No one but her could hold a blade so close to his throat.

He believed in her, but he couldn’t sit back and watch her secretly squander the trust he gave. The phoenix eyes opened slightly, and the woman in front of her eyes was delicate, her face was pale, and her expression was focused.

Taking advantage of her sideways to wipe the soap horns, Zong Zhenglin wrapped his arms around her waist and gently took the person into his arms.

Mu Xiyao was startled, and hurriedly raised the razor high, as far away from him as possible. If he is careless and hurts him in the slightest, his father will not seek her out!

Seeing her frightened and avoiding her, the worry in her eyes was obvious, Zong Zhenglin’s heart softened, and a smile slowly appeared on his smeared face.

“Don’t be afraid, Jiaojiao won’t hurt the temple.”

Mu Xiyao put down the razor and turned to look at him fiercely. “The concubine is naturally incomparable to His Highness’s skills!” Nor is it comparable to your father’s words, life is like a mustard. What’s more, this man put a lot of effort into her, and Mu Xiyao was brooding.

Angrily kneading his handsome face, two small hands rubbed Zong Zhenglin’s face into various embarrassing expressions, Mu Xiyao’s face was sullen, a little relieved.

Since today, she is also a person with capital. When bragging, you can say the last sentence: cold and hard as Emperor Jian’an, not a concubine – round and flat!

Thinking like this, the previous depression was swept away. To be deceived by the emperor is only natural. It is only natural to be used by the emperor as strong. Only she, so condescending, pressing him to do something nonsense, is the thing that pulls the wind from the top. At least among the many novels she has read, none of the favorite concubines enjoys kneading the emperor.

“Jiaojiao.” Zong Zhenglin’s tone was dangerous.

“You have thick skin and thick flesh, so you have to use more force.” It’s thick on your face, isn’t it a curse word? Mu Xiyao said it smoothly without thinking too much. It is a pity that the Sixth Highness has a quick mind and did not miss her meaning.

When she was about to attack again, Zong Zhenglin suddenly raised his face and pressed it straight at her face.

The right face was wet and sticky, Mu Xiyao screamed and jumped away. However, Zong Zhenglin grabbed the back of his head and switched sides and continued to do evil.

“Have fun with you.” The man laughed softly into his ears, and Mu Xiyao shouted in disgust, only to hear Mammy Zhao and Wei Zhen, who were standing outside the door, heaving a sigh of relief.

Is this an omen of rain?

“It’s stinky and annoying!”

“It’s better to mix some fragrance with this hall.” There

was laughter and amusement in the room, and the two of them looked at each other. Seems like this is going too fast. Layer upon layer of haze, it suddenly became a honey in the oil?

At night, Zong Zhenglin was very honest, except that he had been addicted to dry hands and feet, and there was no real action on the side.

Facts have proved that this man is guilty! Indirectly, it also refuted the conjectures of Zhao mama and Wei Zhen. After layers of haze, it should be a thunderstorm.

Mu Xiyao’s face was ashen as she stared at the person on the bed who was still “recovering from illness”, almost vomited blood in anger.

I thought she was the one who had a good plan and Zhizhu in his hands. Today, I know that this man has a plan, and everything just follows the trend.

When will Chen Tingyu ask the table to play? Before the bachelor’s banquet! Zong Zhenglin knew that apart from him, the only people who the Yuancheng Emperor wanted to choose to be the head of the household could only be Zong Zhengming and Zong Zhenghan. It’s a pity that Zong Zhengming’s subordinate ministers have already done errands in Liuzhou. In order to avoid suspicion, Yuan Chengdi’s eyes will only fall on him and Zong Zhenghan. So the man exerted his strength early and plucked himself off a long time ago.

This bastard made her think she was self-righteous for a long time, and I don’t know how many jokes he has seen. The most hateful thing is that he actually cooperated with her to let her little tricks succeed!

What was pressing down on the top of the mountain, it was clearly Wuzhi Mountain that was pressing down on her body and couldn’t move! Now that the dust has settled, his acting is enough, and naturally he is very harmonious with her.

According to the black belly of this man, she was thinking about Chunyuyao in her heart, and she might have been plotted by him again!

“Jiaojiao, it’s true that this hall is ill. It’s also true that I hate you for acting behind your back.” Zong Zhenglin was calm and patient, and reasoned with her patiently.

Some bullied her. But when I left, all my thoughts were sincere, without the slightest bit of falsehood. It’s not that she wasn’t really angry when she saw that she was clever and fighting with him. When I was most annoyed, I almost couldn’t hold back and went back to arrest someone to clean up.

Love and hatred, all because of her. Even if he controls the overall situation, there is such a person who calls him helpless.

Mu Xiyao was sitting on the small stool, soft and soft, watching Zong Zhenglin more and more aggrieved.

The man was angry at her, and she also had moments of anxiety. How do you know that he still has the heart to play, only to make her busy in her ****, but she did not get any real benefits. The only proud “adjustment” is that he deliberately accommodated, with a hint of appeasement in it.

The little nose twitched, and the tears fell down.

Where has Zong Zhenglin ever seen Mu Xiyao look like this? His expression changed immediately.

Standing up and sitting on the edge of the bed, the man who stretched his arms shrank into a small ball tightly hugged him. His brows furrowed, his jaw clenched.

Never impatient women crying, naturally no one dared to touch the bad in front of him. Where is it like this in my arms, the pear flowers and rain are not next to each other, the small mouth is shriveled, and the whole face is out of shape.

What worries Zong Zhenglin the most is that this person who has always been cunning, I don’t know if it was intentional, but he shed tears silently at first, and then collapsed on his chest, then suddenly changed into howling, snot and tears all over his robe to fool him.

People who love cleanliness on weekdays have to change clothes immediately even if they get wet. Now holding a sloppy woman, Zong Zhenglin couldn’t let go no matter what.

With an extremely ugly face, the Sixth Highness was completely unable to resist Mu Xiyao’s cry for the first time. Only her heart tightened, and as she sobbed, bursts of stabbing pain.

[End of This Chapter]