Zong Zhenglin watched for a while, but couldn't help but come forward. Seeing this, Wei Zhen quickly dismissed the surrounding maids and guards.
Zong Zhenglin's footsteps were very light, but Mu Xiyao's senses were better. Slowly opening his eyes, he saw the man standing in front of him, staring down at him.
Before he recovered, he was picked up by Zong Zhenglin. The man calmly took a position, stretched his legs, and sat down. He put her on his lap again, leaned against his chest, only hugged her quietly, placed her chin on top of Mu Xiyao's head, and rubbed it lightly.
Mu Xiyao was stunned. What is this God unfolding
After a short rest, wear it again? As for her people, how come no one has passed it on? Also, is this the Sixth Highness Zong Zhenglin? Mu Xiyao completely believed that this man was worn!
Should she try it out? Or a hometown? I thought again, no hurry, the stakes are very important, I will enter the house later, and I will try it slowly.
Girl, you really think too much~~~
I was still thinking about it, but I heard the mellow voice of the man above my head: "What are you in a daze?"
Only then did Mu Xiyao remember that she hadn't salute yet, and struggled to get up.
"Don't move, just stay like this for a while." Zong Zhenglin instructed in a deep voice, his hands around Mu Xiyao's waist remained motionless.
Mu Xiyao gradually relaxed and only said softly, "Your Highness."
"Um."
"Why is Your Highness here?" In fact, what she wanted to ask was, what are you doing here when you have nothing to do
"By the way." Mu Xiyao lost his temper, what way can he go to the mountains along the way
After a moment of silence, it was Zong Zhenglin who spoke first: "Why Xiyao?"
"Um?"
"Your name, Xi Yao, is there a reason?"
"'In the morning play in Zhitian, in the evening drink in Yaochi'."
"Hmm." Zong Zhenglin rubbed her chin on the top of her head, then lowered her head again, resting her head on one shoulder on the side of her neck.
"It smells good."
Mu Xiyao is really petrified this time. This is molesting, right? The body also stiffened slightly.
Zong Zhenglin felt some resistance from the woman in his arms, so he gently stroked her back with a hand.
Mu Xiyao understood, this was smoothing her hair...
"Has Your Highness ever kept a pet?"
"No. But when I was a child, there was a small Beijing dog in the palace of the mother and concubine, and I teased it for a while." The tone was a little regretful.
really.
"Your Highness likes it?"
Zong Zhenglin raised his head slightly and stared at her with a smile in his eyes: "I prefer rabbits."
Mu Xiyao didn't understand what was going on. She nodded and said, "Well, the round fat rabbit is very cute."
Zong Zhenglin actually smiled slightly, his shoulders shaking slightly.
The two stopped talking and just hugged each other quietly. Zong Zhenglin looked at the large forest outside the pavilion, the tops of the trees were misty, and felt that holding the woman in his arms like this, his heart had never been quiet before.
Mu Xiyao directly leaned herself into Zong Zhenglin's arms and fell asleep comfortably. Zong Zhenglin motioned to Wei Zhen to take the cape and cover her carefully. The two passed the afternoon in silence.
When Mu Xiyao was gently awakened by Zong Zhenglin, he realized that it was Shen Shi. The two packed up and took their people back. At the entrance of Zhaojue Temple, Xiyao was sent to the carriage by Zong Zhenglin, and was about to say goodbye, but when she saw the man put up his robes and clothes, boarded the carriage, and took her into the carriage.
As Mu Xiyao, who takes favor of the concubine as his lifelong career goal, of course will not shirk hypocritically, he will follow his wishes and be held in his arms again. Leaning softly, um, this embrace is so nice. Very firm, very fresh in taste, with a faint aroma of black bamboo.
"Your Highness?"
"Um."
"Is there an elephant in the palace of Your Highness?" Mu Xiyao raised her head, her dark eyes were looking at Zong Zhenglin, and there was a gleam of light inside.
Seeing the delicate and delicate face of the woman in front of him, Zong Zhenglin followed his heart and raised his hand to gently stroke her cheek, "There is no planting in the mansion, if you want, you can fetch it from the palace."
"Okay." Mu Xiyao's face was a touch of crimson, and her eyes were wet, which was very attractive.
Zong Zhenglin stared at her pink and moist lips, and resisted the urge to lean over to kiss her. He only hugged her tighter, closing his eyes to calm down his somewhat disturbed breathing. The fragrance from the woman's body is sweet, but not greasy, with a warm taste.
"Is there incense?"
"Well, 'Tingzhi' from the fragrance shop." Mu Xiyao lowered her eyelashes to cover her expression. Did you find out so soon
Zong Zhenglin hugged her, closed his eyes and rested, only his head rubbed against his hair occasionally, his movements were very gentle.
After getting off the carriage, Mu Xiyao saluted Zong Zhenglin in a proper manner, "Thank you, Your Highness, please be careful on the road."
After watching Zong Zhenglin beat the horse and leave, he took everyone back to the courtyard. Molan Huilan squinted at Mu Xiyao all the way and laughed at Mu Xiyao. Hanging mama is still not recovered yet, is that the sixth highness? Why is the Sixth Highness so, um, familiar with the young lady? It still looks very close. Does this mean you met before marriage? This is a good thing, and I have to tell Mrs.
Zong Zhenglin took Wei Zhen back to the house, and just after taking a breath, he called Tian Fushan, the chief steward, to see him. Tian Fushan saw that the master was in a hurry, so he quickly entered the house and waited for orders. He didn't want to, but Zong Zhenglin told him to buy "Tingzhi" from the fragrance shop tomorrow, and then he would be brave enough to take some more and put them in the Danruo Garden in the back house.
"Tingzhi", what is that? Dan Ruoyuan? Is it the very spacious garden with pavilions and water pavilions that His Highness specially ordered to clean up before? The garden is extremely beautiful. There is a wattle tree next to the main house. In spring, the fallen flowers are colorful, and even the air is faintly scented. In the back of the house, there is also a black bamboo forest that was transplanted after His Highness's instructions. I think it should be very cool when it comes to midsummer. Now I have to move the elephant in again.
Thinking about it this way, Tian Fushan felt more and more that this garden was probably prepared for a master who was about to enter the palace. I just don't know which master has such a blessing. Before anyone entered the mansion, His Highness put a lot of thought into it, but didn't it mean that he was willing to get close? The more Tian Fushan thought about it, the more happy he became, and he went to work with a big smile on his face.
The next day, Zong Zhenglin took the incense and sniffed at the tip of his nose. I just thought it was elegant and refreshing, but it was not the same as Mu Xiyao's. Mu Xiyao's taste is sweeter, milder, and has a warm atmosphere that is lovable. I just thought of this, but I didn't expect that my body was throbbing, I quickly adjusted my sitting posture, and the expression on my face did not change at all.
"This is 'Tingzhi'?"
Seeing Tian Fushan nodded affirmatively, he frowned. Not this taste. Thinking about it again, could it be that... Zong Zhenglin's sympathetic thoughts resurfaced again. He could only wave his hand to let Tian Fushan step down, and slowly calm down.
This is the first time I think of her, I can't help but want to get close? Especially at night, it is even more unbearable. Zong Zhenglin has not been close to women for more than half a year, and his few desires are basically all related to her. Even when she was relieved, her mind was full of shadows of hers.
The Sixth Highness felt that it would take more than a month to receive Mu Xiyao into the palace, which was too long...