The Beloved Imperial Consort - Chapter 348

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He originally planned to stay a little longer after dinner and strike while the iron was hot. Unbeknownst to Ye Kailai reporting an emergency military situation, Zong Zhenglin waved the three of her to leave. Mrs Wan and Mrs Zhang naturally went back to their tents, but Mu Xiyao took a few steps and avoided the screen behind.

Really annoying. If she didn’t ask her to move out of that place, it would be difficult for her to be served closely in front of His Highness. Even if it made His Highness have that interest just now, if there was a woman next to him, how could Zong Zhenglin remember her. Wan Jingwen ignored Zhang’s word, and brought her maid to relax in the grove.

“Master, Concubine Wan Shu this is…”

Mrs. Zhang lightly swept over her back, and helped the maid back to the house honestly. “She’s got a big idea, and she’s not the same as us. If she doesn’t listen to the advice, she’ll do it.”

She could see clearly when Mrs Wan missed that moment at the dinner table. What Your Highness cares about is not that self-righteous woman at all. But this also made her worried, adding a bit of annoyance for nothing.

Inside the tent, Mu Xiyao was uncharacteristically, pricked up his ears when he spoke to the outside world.

“His Royal Highness, Mobei’s troops have been mobilized abnormally, and it seems that there are signs of actively sending troops to Gita.”

“The spies from the front came to report that there are traces of imperial court spies around Moganling.”

“This morning, the left army and the Mobei cavalry met again . , with more than 200 casualties, and more than 300 enemies.”

“His Royal Highness changed the previous roundabout tactics this time, and fought with the Mobei people directly!” At this point, the atmosphere in the camp was warm, and the great Wei soldiers were like a rainbow. It seems that I have long been looking forward to the strength of the Central Army and the East Road.

Zong Zhengming… Mu Xiyao put her elbows on her arms, and her eyes shone brightly. His Fifth Highness had never led an army in his last life, but even so, his generals made a lot of contributions in the First Battle of Mobei. However, under Zong Zhengming’s command, there are very few people who collide with the enemy head-on with blood like this time, not to mention, there is a posture of “self-defeating eight hundred” no matter how you look at it. This is obviously inconsistent with Zong Zhengming’s temperament.

Holding the lake pen and sketching on the paper, Mu Xiyao, although shallow in the art of war, has a solid foundation. It is also suitable for thinking boldly. It is not unusual for a woman to be bound by dogma and lose her spiritual energy. When she is so focused, she slowly finds the way. If you don’t understand something, you will dig out all kinds of strategies, and if you think it is feasible, you will sort out the ideas slowly.

When Zong Zhenglin came in, he saw the contemplative person at the desk was engrossed in it, but he didn’t notice him approaching at all. She originally planned to catch someone and settle the ill-intentioned teasing at noon with her, but now she stands condescendingly behind her, over the top of Mu Xiyao’s hair, and her eyes inadvertently land on the rice paper spread out on the case in front of her. .

The ink color lightly outlines the outline, which is extremely accurate to describe the general orientation of the three armies’ stationing and marching. Sure enough, she could read the map and remember it in her mind. The small lake pen that licked the cinnabar was being held in her hand, and slowly traced a path on the rice paper…

The man standing solemnly behind him suddenly tightened his pupils, and then his eyes touched a few other lines that she smeared and smeared. , or crossed it, or retained the same vermilion lines, and the storm in his eyes, if it wasn’t for Mu Xiyao’s back to him, I’m afraid he would be so frightened that he would be shivering.

What Zong Zhenglin was thinking at the moment, since his eyes are as dark as twilight, I am afraid that no one can detect. The right hand behind him slowly stroked the jade wrench on the thumb, the hurricane that was about to take shape in the phoenix eyes, but the woman sitting below complained softly, and it was broken into pieces in an instant, never to be seen again.

“Why is it such a complicated thing, the benefits that I asked for yesterday are obviously a loss!” After speaking, he thumped the bookcase angrily, no one was holding the pen holder, and on the good paper, there was an extra one in a moment. The grimace called Zong Zhenglin’s forehead jumped. It happened to wrap the West Road camp, with a big face, and a ghost that looked like a tongue at first glance.

“There are so many hearts and bad ideas in my stomach. A stinky man is a concubine.” Hula pulled a new piece of rice paper, and saw the woman muttering in pieces, writing like a god. “It’s a huge loss, and I’ll ask for it again tonight. I’ll add a big red envelope, which was 30,000 taels last time. This time I use my brain a lot, so I have to make up for it and make up a whole number. The two should be able to…”

In the blink of an eye, the food, drink, and entertainment items on the paper were written down by her. At the end, she still remembered “send one to Xi Ting.”

Zong Zhenglin’s eyes swept across the blueprints that she casually kneaded into a ball and tossed aside to ignore them. Then he looked at the newly written list carefully, folded the corners in half, and pressed it under the travel notes she often flipped through. He couldn’t help but raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows.

This woman… should say how she is. After watching this, the noon thing could not match the shock she gave him at this moment.

The rustling sound of her robes sounded behind her, and Mu Xiyao turned around abruptly in shock. The action was too fast, and the elbow directly swept the lake pen that was randomly placed on the ground.

Uh… His Highness, I lost my way.

The little feet sneaked back and stepped on it, and the skirt covered up the disaster caused by the careless and reckless just now.

“Your Highness, you don’t even say hello to your concubine when you come in.” The jade plate-like face was glittering and pink, and a pleasant smile appeared at him.

It was very good, and I thought of letting her go, but this dishonest little foot was doing something wrong in front of him again. “No way.” Bending over to hug her, Zong Zhenglin picked up the pen on the ground. On the bamboo pen holder, there is also a delicate outline printed on it.

“Be more naughty.” The little butt was touched, but his head was twisted back, and he hurriedly tugged at his crown.

“Your Highness, take the paper with you.” It was natural for people to be in his arms, but the list had to follow her.

The willingness revealed in her words made Zong Zhenglin follow her words.

In an instant, his eyes widened, he grabbed the rice paper at the fingertips of His Highness Sixth Highness, wrapped his hands around his neck, raised his small brows, and leaned close to his side face.

“His Royal Highness, the concubine guessed it!” Extremely excited, Shui Liang’s beautiful eyes were full of invitations. As soon as he rolled his eyes, he wrapped his arms around his neck and whispered mysteriously in his ears. After that, he hurriedly unfolded the list, and put it under his eyelids, with his little head sticking out from behind, with a look of hope on his face.

How could he not know that she already knew the secrets of this place. Not only was he guessed, it was far beyond what he expected. If you can guess that his mind is as profound as hers, if it is someone else, then the ending may not be good. It’s a pity that I have encountered such a demonic obstacle, and I have a good mind. The suspicion and defense that should have arisen could not be used on her at all. Having a heart for her, and knowing that she is not a promising person, His Royal Highness has always been ruthless and decisive, and now he has to make an exception for her.

His neck tilted back slightly, staring at the smear “three” in the last row, Zong Zhenglin put the obstructive stuff in his pocket.

“It’s up to you.” The

wish was fulfilled, and he immediately rushed up to flatter the horse. The chin fell on his neck, where Zong Zhenglin couldn’t see it, and Mu Xiyao’s eyes flashed indistinctly.

[End of This Chapter]