When the banquet arrived at Xu, Mu Xiyao couldn't sit still. After saying hello to Zong Zhenglin, he took someone to leave first.
"Sister." Mu Xiting followed Ruizhu from behind and whispered a few words in her ear, looking awkward.
Surprise flashed in Mu Xiyao's eyes, and she asked Mammy Zhao to take the others back, only to ask Mo Lan to attend and take Mu Xiting halfway.
In the main hall, the wine was staggered, and the wine was intoxicated. Zong Zhengchun hugged from left to right, and poured down glasses of spirits, with the intention of using wine to drown his sorrows.
Zong Zhenglin frowned at the two of them and wanted to send them back to the mansion. Unexpectedly, he was stopped by his drunken madness, and he was clamoring for the night to stay.
"Sixth brother, my brother is a little too drunk, so I will leave." Zong Zhenghan asked to leave first.
"Be careful on the way." He waved to Tian Fushan to personally escort him out of the house, but when he looked back, he saw that Zong Zhengming, who was the first to go to the banquet in the past, had no intention of going.
"Sixth brother doesn't need to be curious, fifth brother is waiting for the return of the concubine in the mansion."
Only then did Zong Zhenglin realize that Mu Xiting was not among the female dependents.
The two chatted and drank, and people helped the prince and Zong Zhengchun to rest in the front yard, and asked Helian Minmin to arrange for the female family to stay overnight.
Seeing that Zong Zhengming was already drunk, Zong Zhenglin sent him to the side hall to rest for a while, and it would not be too late to leave when he found someone to come back.
Caressing the swollen forehead, Zong Zhenglin left Wei Zhen Ermen on duty and stepped into Danruo Garden.
The main house was brightly lit, but Mu Xiyao was not there.
"Where is the side concubine?" Zong Zhenglin frowned.
How did the two sisters say something, and they didn't say anything until now, but they didn't see anyone
Mama Zhao hurriedly entered the room to answer, "Your Highness, the master came back just now, but after a while, he is bathing in the back."
"Miss Mu San is there too?"
"Not here. Miss San didn't go with the master. She should have returned to the main hall."
"Let people go to the side hall to see, and send the news by the way."
After instructing the trivial matters, Zong Zhenglin waved his hand and told people to retreat, and he took off his robe, leaving only the moon white lining. Go around the veranda to the back to look for someone.
"Jiaojiao?" Zong Zhenglin had just entered the Shuangyanchi, and he saw that there was only one candle left, and the air was tinged with warm colors in the haze. Zong Zhenglin was already slightly drunk, but now he went into the room, completely relaxed, and the feeling of drinking could not be suppressed.
Mu Xiyao stood with their backs facing each other, her ink-soaked hair drenched against her bare back.
"His Royal Highness." Mu Xiyao turned to the side, her face blushing. More pink in the mist.
Unbuttoning the belt, Zong Zhenglin took off his shirt, leaving only his trousers.
The man slowly stepped into the water from the jade steps, and was about to go over to hug him, but he heard her shyly invite him.
"Your Highness, lie down by the pool, and your concubine will rub your back."
Seeing that she rarely took the initiative, Zong Zhenglin followed her words and walked to the pool.
"Why did you smoke 'Tingzhi' again?" Zong Zhenglin smelled the aroma in the air, obviously displeased. This smell overshadowed the sweet body fragrance that he loved so much on Mu Xiyao.
"It smells like alcohol, it smells bad." Mu Xiyao disliked it, she raised her hair with her little hands, put it on her chest, turned around and walked towards him.
Zong Zhenglin crouched on the bank, his arms resting on the jade table, and his shoulders were all immersed in the pool water to relax his muscles and relieve fatigue.
"Not yet?" The little woman dawdled, where has he not seen her body
Mu Xiyao opened the water with both hands and slowly approached Zong Zhenglin.
"Your Highness is tired? Have you used the hangover soup?" The little hand climbed up on the man's strong arm and kneaded slowly.
On Zong Zhenglin's wheat-colored back, Mu Xiyao pressed and kneaded the snow-white soft weeds, and his fingering was skillful and just right.
The Sixth Highness closed her eyes with a soothing expression, and took her little hand to caress it gently.
Don't answer, start another conversation. "No one cares today, how is the meal going?"
Mu Xiyao hammered his back with force, seemingly dissatisfied.
"The concubine naturally followed His Highness's instructions, and it's not bad at all. Mama Zhao is watching."
Mu Xiyao's small hand slowly lowered and came to Zong Zhenglin's waist.
"Your Highness, change clothes~~" The female voice was soft, sweet and tactful.
Zong Zhenglin brought her little hands to the front and loosened the tie little by little. It was really inconvenient to take off the trousers in the water, Mu Xiyao stretched out her white and tender feet to help him rub down.
"Why, can't Jiaojiao want to take a closer look at the personal clothing of this hall?"
Mu Xiyao blushed, tremblingly picked up the underwear floating on the water, and threw it ashore without speaking again.
The Sixth Highness stretched out his hand lazily, pulled over the trousers that she had thrown away, and joked.
"Jiaojiao doesn't have the fragrance in her hands, does this hall smell on the clothes?"
The woman was embarrassed and moved her little hand in front of him.
He stroked the man's firm chest and abdomen, rubbed repeatedly, and slowly descended.
"So what?" Mu Xiyao rested her elbow on her left hand and held her chin, looking at the uninvited guest in front of her with frosty eyes.
"The side concubine didn't change, but he was calm and calm." The middle-aged man turned his head to look at Mu Xiting's panicked face, and his eyes were full of ridicule.
Of course, Mu Xiyao wasn't happy and fearless, but the jade pendant was hot, but it wasn't the scorching heat of facing murderous intent.
"You... who are you?" Mu Xiting shivered with fright.
She was talking to Mu Xiyao when suddenly two men in black came in, revealing her identities.
"Miss Mu San doesn't know the origins of the two of us? It seems that Yin Ji has contacted you and did not reveal the identity of the master."
Lord? Mu Xiyao was shocked. Zong Zhenglin once mentioned that the leader of the rebels in Shu claimed to be "Respected Lord", and his account called him "Sovereign Lord".
The two in front of you are actually the remnants of Shu? Also related to Mu Xiting
Mu Xiyao's brows were furrowed, and her face was extremely ugly. This time, Mu Xiting was afraid that she was involved in a great whirlpool. If one is not good, dozens of lives have been killed in the Mu Mansion, and all the people are beheaded.
"What's the matter!" Mu Xiyao turned to look at Mu Xiting, who was beside her with a pale face, and shouted angrily.
"I, I don't know... They asked me to drug you. I tore the note and put it in Ruizhu's purse." Mu Xiting was so frightened that she could hardly find any useful clues in her words.
Mu Xiyao took a deep breath and looked at her complicatedly.
This concubine has just caught up, and it is the first time that she takes the initiative to talk about something. Mu Xiyao wanted to take her back to Danruo Garden, but she was embarrassed and declined. The words were only three or five sentences. If you ask clearly, you will go back. The Fifth Highness is still waiting in the hall.
Mu Xiyao brought her to the waterside pavilion and asked Ruizhu Molan to guard outside the pavilion.
Of course, Mu Xiyao knew whether she was drugged or not. Yupei did not warn her, and she was safe and sound.
Although Mu Xiting was bewitched, fortunately, she was not completely dazed. This gave Mu Xiyao more or less comfort. After all, taking care of her for so many years, if she ends up helping outsiders to turn against each other, she must be hard to let go.
"Sit down." He pulled her hand and held him down. Looking at the two of them coldly, Mu Xiyao's eyes were quiet.
"Without the cooperation of Miss Mu San, I thought this operation would not be able to continue. I didn't expect it," the middle-aged man laughed loudly, "God help my lord, Miss San actually led the concubine to this place. It would be more convenient for me to wait for it. ."
Mu Xiting's eyes were red, and there were faint tears. Biting his lips and staring at the person who came, he firmly grasped Mu Xiyao's right hand. Although he was trembling with fear, he clinged to her tightly, not leaving an inch.
Mu Xiyao patted the back of her hand and sighed to herself. Woman, blinded by love. Mu Xiting took a lot of trouble, but she just asked if she had met the Fifth Highness before the draft. After stumbling for a long time, Mu Xiyao finally understood what she meant.
This stupid woman, how could she have any interest in the Fifth Highness? Emperor Yuancheng is still alive and well, if she dares to harm the two His Royal Highnesses, she will die soon. Even if there is no pressure from Emperor Yuan Cheng, just relying on Zong Zhenglin's temper, if she dares to go out of the wall, the Sixth Highness's method is very ruthless.
Although Mu Xiyao was angry that she was indiscriminate and caused trouble, it was too late to reprimand her now. Dealing with the situation at hand is what matters.
"The two of you have stayed for too long, are you not afraid that my Royal Highness will come to ask you to blame?" Mu Xiyao had a bad premonition and spoke out to try. The face is gentle, but the mind is quickly calculating how to protect himself.
"Jiaojiao." Zong Zhenglin held her small hand and kneaded it carefully.
"Your Highness, you don't want to..." The woman leaned on her chest and hinted Jiao Di Di.
Zong Zhenglin's eyes were slightly opened, and his voice was soft, "What this hall wants, Jiaojiao will give?"
Mu Xiyao chuckled softly and acted coquettishly, Aijiao rubbed against his back, passed his hands under the man's armpits, wrapped his arms around him, and slowly walked towards his neck.
"What Your Highness asks, the concubine will deliver it."
Zong Zhenglin's phoenix eyes shot coldly, and he spoke in a deep voice.
"Then take your dog's life."
The inner force of the right hand urged, and the clothes twisted into a strand swung back, instantly wrapped around the woman's slender neck, and tightly restrained.
He exhaled the turbid breath, and waved off the incense by the pool. The body is still tired, a little weak.
Zong Zhenglin adjusted his breath for a moment, and his mind returned to clarity. Looking at the woman behind her, there was an unfamiliar face, her face was blue and purple, and she had already died. He picked up her fingertips, and sure enough, the nails were poisonous.
What a phantom fragrance! The rare and magical medicine in Shu is actually used here.
Zong Zhenglin covered his face with frost, slapped his palm on the water, and jumped up. Put on your shirt and go out barefoot.
Where is Mu Xiyao? His Highness Sixth Highness was furious.
This assassination plan is very meticulous, and if it can avoid the dark guards, there must be an inner response in the prince's mansion.
"His Royal Highness has beautiful women to serve, and it is better for the concubine to worry less."
really! Very precise plan. To be able to get close to Zong Zhenglin, must be using her to use a sinister method! No wonder she had to let Mu Xiting take medicine, thinking that she wanted to get herself away. Unexpectedly, Mu Xiting's temporary intention would make it more convenient for them to do things.
Is this a doomed disaster? It's better than being drugged. The last thing she is afraid of is taking medicine. Now, the opportunity has been lost, and we can only wait and see what happens.
"The two of you are here, apart from trapping my sisters, why don't you want to accompany your concubine to enjoy the scenery?" Mu Xiyao leaned on the back of the chair, not showing any panic.
If you want to commit murder, you have already done it. Since he is free to chat with her, it can be seen that he has another purpose. Besides trying to get close to Zong Zhenglin, what else could she use
The middle-aged man smiled. Yin Ji sent a message that Zong Zhengming had hidden feelings for Mu. The Lord's actions are not just to get rid of the sixth prince, Zong Zhenglin.
"Naturally, the side concubine needs to walk with you."
just take a trip? I am afraid that this trip will not be so easy to come back.
Mu Xiyao never worried that Zong Zhenglin could not escape. The man's vigilance was sometimes so sharp that she was frightened. Now I can only delay time and save my life.
"Sister!" Mu Xiting exclaimed. She was so frightened that she grabbed her arm and couldn't let go. As the people approached, Mu Xiting was really scared and went straight to hide behind Mu Xiyao.
"I don't even bother to ask where I'm going. The two of you won't tell me if you want to come. Since the concubine's sister is useless, and it can't hinder the two of you from doing business. Wouldn't it be better to leave her here and be less of a drag?"
Mu Xiting was useless, and the situation was more dangerous than hers. The best way to get out is to let her know very little. Hearing too much is a reminder.
"The concubine is pregnant, and she sees blood, but her legs are weak and she can't walk." Mu Xiyao was soft but hard.
The two looked at each other, and one of them smashed Mu Xiting's neck in the blink of an eye, causing her to lose consciousness and fall softly to the ground.
Mu Xiyao finally looked back and turned to leave.
Zong Zhenglin, if you don't hurry up, the steamed buns are in danger...