The Beloved Imperial Consort - Chapter 33

[33. Chapter 33]

Mo Lan helped Mu Xiyao to use a nourishing medicinal meal, and gently served her to lie down. Looking at the woman’s sharp chin, Mo Lan was very distressed.

“Miss,” he hesitated for a while, but still couldn’t hold back, “His Royal Highness…”

“What’s the matter? Just say it.” Mu Xiyao just felt tired. The medicine pill’s body couldn’t take it anymore.

“His Royal Highness has not asked me since that day. Today, I went out again.”

“Well, I see.” The voice fell, and he fell asleep.

Mo Lan watched her master fall asleep, so she had to stand by quietly. The master has been in the palace for two months, and His Highness has always been pampering and protecting him. The other women in the backyard have never been there before, so it is extremely rare to treat the master like this, let alone His Royal Highness, even the husband of an ordinary family.

His Highness got angry this time, and the master has not been here for a few days. I don’t want the master to still sleep soundly, still holding the Zhizhu, and terribly calm.

Mo Lan faintly felt that the master seemed… unable to think deeply about His Highness. She was afraid that she would think too clearly and would feel fear in advance.

After another two days, Mu Xiyao finally no longer felt weak, and her spirit returned to normal. The whole person is intact except for a little weight loss.

After walking around the yard twice, Mu Xiyao turned her head and asked Mo Lan, “What about the things I made, have you ever collected them properly?”

Mo Lan nodded, “I will hand it over to Hui Lan when I go back to the house, but now the lady wants to Look?”

“Look at it later, and call Ye Kai to come over for me.”

Ye Kai was summoned, and went to the inner courtyard to report with a bitter face. After taking the rice paper that Mu Xiyao handed over, a bunch of objects were densely written on it, so I had to run errands bitterly.

Zong Zhenglin has deliberately left early and returned late these days, just to chill the increasingly presumptuous woman for a few days. It’s just too silly. Not only did he go out to sleep out without authorization, but he also made himself weak and fainted. In the past, she was too indulgent, so she didn’t know how to restrain herself, but now she just took advantage of her illness to think about it.

Looking at the daily life recorded by the dark guard, the woman was honest in recuperating, but she didn’t mean to come over to ask for guilt at all. Zong Zhenglin narrowed his phoenix eyes, who is used to this stubborn temper? After all, I was worried about it, so I planned to take a look at her while she was asleep at night.

Mu Xiyao was blindfolded, with a small hand pulling a corner of the man’s sleeve, looking at the back of the bed by the candlelight, and said hoarsely, “His Royal Highness.

” There was blood, and he was about to leave, but his sleeve was pulled when he didn’t want to. His body froze, and he didn’t turn around and didn’t answer.

“Your Highness.” The woman called again, her voice a little clearer.

After the robe was pulled a few times, Zong Zhenglin slowly turned around, looked at her expression, and her spirit should have recovered. The man’s phoenix eyes were deep and his expression was cold and solemn. He just stood quietly and said nothing.

“His Royal Highness,” Mu Xiyao looked at his handsome face, sat up slowly, not afraid of his imposing body, stretched out his arms to put his arms around Zong Zhenglin’s waist, rubbing his head between his chest and abdomen, his voice muffled, “Concubine Missing you.”

Zong Zhenglin was slightly dazed, stood for a moment, and then slowly sat down. Letting her hold her waist, her tone was harsher than Mu Xiyao had ever heard. “Having stayed out without authorization to take care of yourself like this ghost?”

Mu Xiyao knew that he was so angry this time, and immediately raised her head timidly, tears in her eyes, and her voice choked up. “The concubine just wanted to finish it as soon as possible, but I was so busy that I forgot.” He continued to drill into Zong Zhenglin’s arms.

Zong Zhenglin was silent for a moment, then raised her small face with one hand, his dark eyes were deep, and he solemnly warned, “There will be no next time.” His tone was sharp and his attitude was tough.

“Yes.” Mu Xiyao replied in a low voice, then glanced at him boldly. Seeing that his expression softened, he squeezed into the man’s arms and hugged him again.

Mu Xiyao kept scolding in a place where Zong Zhenglin couldn’t see, the stinky man put on airs and was so stingy. But now I have to please him, it’s really useless.

After adjusting her mentality, Mu Xiyao’s dark eyes shone brightly. Thinking of something again, he turned to his side, fumbled with his little hand beside the pillow, and took out a delicate purple-brown carved nanmu wood box and handed it to Zong Zhenglin.

Zong Zhenglin looked at her slightly shy expression, first took it over and looked at her handwriting and fine brushwork on the wooden box, and then slowly opened the box cover.

On the apricot white soft satin base, a ring of black gold all over the body is strung on the necklace of the same texture. The ring is formed by the petals of chicao flower poured with black gold, and the patterns of all the petals on it are clearly visible, just like the lifelike flowers. The necklace is in the shape of Chicao vines, which is exquisite and unusual, and every detail is like heaven.

“The concubine has plated a layer of black gold on the petals and vines of the zhicao, which completely sealed their fresh posture, without deliberately modifying it.” Mu Xiyao explained in detail, and the sweet and delicate voice sounded in Zong Zhenglin’s ear. .

“So, ‘Xiyao”s ‘Zhicao’ will never wither. Your Highness, do you still like it?” Mu Xiyao looked into Zong Zhenglin’s eyes nervously.

Undercurrents surged in Zong Zhenglin’s dark phoenix eyes, but his expression remained unchanged. After undoing the necklace, Zong Zhenglin peeled off his collar, took Mu Xiyao’s little hand, and motioned to put it on for him.

Mu Xiyao took the necklace, her hands trembling a little, facing Zong Zhenglin’s hot gaze, she put her hands together behind his neck, her face was close to the skin on the side of his neck, all her hot breath was sprayed on it, and her body was also tight. close together.

Zong Zhenglin reached in from the hem of the underwear with one hand, stroked her smooth and delicate back, pressed her head with the other, and licked and kissed on the tight side of the neck.

Mu Xiyao was trembling all over, she finally buckled her necklace and stepped back in a hurry. Unexpectedly, when he left just now, his lips were covered, and what followed was a lingering kiss, which was repeated and inseparable.

Zong Zhenglin’s big hand has already come to Mu Xiyao’s chest, grabbing the thing that has been missed for a long time, just kneading, and a sigh of satisfaction overflowing from his throat.

Knowing that he was in love, Mu Xiyao collapsed into the man’s arms, gasping for breath, letting him do what he did.

Zong Zhenglin hadn’t approached her for nearly half a month, and his anger became more and more unbearable. Almost rudely tore the clothes of the two of them, and the hot body covered the tenderness of the woman, and the two trembled immediately.

Mu Xiyao couldn’t help groaning, her face blushed, water mist filled her eyes, and the aphrodisiac body fragrance instantly overflowed.

Zong Zhenglin touched the beauty of day and night thinking with his big hand, but found that the jade dew was already full of water, and the spring water was rippling. Where can I endure, I immediately roared, entered with red eyes, and was instantly drowned out of reason.

That night, Zong Zhenglin pressed her against the soft chair, table, and dresser, and slammed her wildly, finally dispelling the loneliness and irritability of sleeping alone in the past few days. Holding this woman tightly, enriching each other time and time again, Zong Zhenglin vented all his desires into her body, but still refused to withdraw for half a minute, so he stayed close to each other for a whole night.

The next morning, the Sixth Highness Zong Zhenglin was absent from the morning exercise for the second time, and Yu Wei, Zhen Xingsing, only sighed in the courtyard, and Master Yao was really sure about picking up His Highness. But he was extremely happy in his heart, the difficult days were finally over, and there was no need to look at His Highness’s gloomy and handsome face, it was too arrogant.

In the next few days, the fifth dynasty received a letter from Qianshan, and he would stay in Huizhou for a month. Please go ahead first. Zong Zhenglin agreed, and took Mu Xiyao to spend the last time traveling through all the gardens and flower houses, and even went to a few private flower houses. Mu Xiyao was extremely excited, with a satisfied smile on her face every day, and her little face became more and more radiant and beautiful.

The Sixth Highness accompanies the beauties during the day and enjoys it at night. The two fell in love every night, and Zong Zhenglin was full of tricks.

On the last day of October, everyone packed up and set off for Beijing.

[End of This Chapter]