Concubine Shu retreated from the palace, leaving only her mother and son to speak alone.
"Liu Liu! Eating tea in such a muffled voice is intentional to make people anxious, isn't it? You should give some words so that the concubine will also have a bottom line."
Zong Zhenglin slowly put down the tea cup and frowned for a moment in thought.
"Mother and concubine don't need to worry about this matter. My son will tell his father about the matter of leaving the house. As for the Su family, I already know, so my mother and concubine can rest assured."
Concubine Shu looked at him silently for a while, what's the difference between saying this and not saying it? Especially Zong Zhenglin's indifferent attitude makes people angry.
"I don't understand what this palace tells you. Let Mu Xiyao take time to enter the palace. Although that girl is noisy, she still understands the sense of proportion." After hitting a soft nail at Zong Zhenglin, Concubine Shu turned to think that Mu Xiyao should be very careful. good talk.
"Ms. Mu is injured, so it is inconvenient to come to the palace. I also ask the mother and concubine to forgive me. My son asks Mrs. Helian to go to the palace. How about you?" Let Mu Xiyao enter the palace? Zong Zhenglin resigned without thinking.
Concubine Shu wanted Mu Xiyao to be more virtuous, and went out with her favor. Not to mention whether Mu Xiyao's troublemaker will honestly promise, even he will never allow Mu Xiyao to play this trick.
Thinking of Mu Xiyao's injury, Concubine Shu was not good at being difficult, so she could only give up in anger. When Zong Zhenglin retired, he repeatedly reminded him that he must not be the only one who spoils the ancestral etiquette.
In Danruo Garden, Mu Xiyao "led" people so busy they didn't touch the ground. Because she used to have too many objects, only large and small, the pillows of various colors exceeded the number of hands. In addition to his love for dressing up, Zong Zhenglin didn't care about spending money on her. He had already filled more than a dozen boxes and cages with clothes, shoes and socks, so he still picked the best ones and took them away. The rest are that Mu Xiyao seldom wears it, and simply took the reward, but the maids in Danruoyuan were overjoyed.
With such a rough calculation, she was alone, and she didn't know how many carriages she could pack. In addition to Zong Zhenglin's daily clothes and study utensils, Mu Xiyao's head is as big as a bucket. The most troublesome, there are two small buns and bits and pieces, and a few things. Mu Xiyao cried out, lying on the table not planning to get up.
"Master, if you are tired, go to the side and take a rest. Your Highness will come over later. Seeing you like this, I might have to laugh at you again." Hui Lan supported her arm and was secretly instructed by Mrs. Coaxing to the side is the best.
To say that although the master did not cause trouble, but such an impatient person, just looking at it makes people anxious for her.
"What, are you tired?" Zong Zhenglin was still outside the door when he heard Mu Xiyao muttering and complaining about the trouble.
"His Royal Highness. The concubine's eyes are blurred, her head hurts, her waist is still sore, and she is too tired. How many people do you want the chief steward to call for the concubine?" Mu Xiyao raised her arms and leaned softly in front of him, She signaled to His Royal Highness that what she said was true.
Seeing her like this, Mama Zhao secretly laughed. The master sat comfortably in the morning. Except for the clothes she wanted to take as a reward, the rest of the time was mostly nibbling on melon seeds, ignoring the other things. That's it, seeing His Highness and screaming aloud, he is indeed a noble person, and he was spoiled very coquettishly.
"His Royal Highness, the servants here are still busy. You just have to take the master to rest." Zhao Mama was in Danruo Garden. Apart from the main master, her words still had some weight.
Zong Zhenglin nodded, took off the cloak and handed it to Ruolan, took her arm a few steps forward and lowered it gently. Seeing that everyone in the room has errands, and she is such a lazy person, if she doesn't say help, I'm afraid it will be a hassle just to pester here. He simply grabbed her waist, lifted it lightly, and led someone to the back room.
"His Royal Highness, it would be better to come earlier, persuade the master to leave, and the slaves will not worry about it."
"Be quiet. If your master hears you, be careful that you will be punished."
"What are you afraid of, the master is kind-hearted, and he seldom fines people a month's money, let alone beat the board."
"The words are reasonable. It's a pity that the master is too tossed, and it always makes people feel uneasy."
"Little girl, you haven't worked hard yet. As soon as the master leaves, the sky will be turned upside down, right?"
"Mummy, you are not relieved. The servants are looking at you, and you are all smiling."
The back hall was lively, and Mu Xiyao listened without a word. Even two orchids turned against their masters, and Mu Xiyao's small teeth were grinding.
Half of his body was still held in Zong Zhenglin's arms, and he was already twisting it regardless. "His Royal Highness, listen to me, when did the concubine make such a fuss and cause people to dislike it? If the concubine does not obey, you have to deduct the monthly money and play the board! The little girl does not know what to do, the concubine is such a kind-hearted master, you can't find it even with a lantern!"
Zong Zhenglin saw that she was not walking honestly, his eyes narrowed, and he didn't care about her grumbling.
"Your Highness, you also despise your concubine!" Mu Xiyao gently tugged at his crown belt, tying a slipknot with evil intentions.
"It's not so noisy? There is no one else who is more naughty than Jiaojiao." Zong Zhenglin chose the Arhat bed and sat down, put Mu Xiyao on his lap, pushed aside her little hand, and swept his eyes on the slipknot, picking out Eyebrows met her.
"This... looks good." Unable to hold the big boss to look at it, Mu Xiyao rubbed against his arms, flattering his mouth and slapping the horse, and when his eyes caught sight of his imperial crown, he was overjoyed.
Zong Zhenglin has always been neatly dressed in the crown and belt of the court clothes, showing a sense of solemnity. Change and wash on weekdays, but also special personnel to take care of, ironing smooth. She was smashed by her today, and she looked quite like a barbarian. Yelu or something, that's not how she dresses up. It's a pity that Zong Zhenglin didn't have a stubble, and his face was too handsome, and he didn't show roughness.
"Go to the crown." From Mu Xiyao's flickering eyes, Zong Zhenglin had already read the meaning. This woman took the opportunity and dared to make fun of him, which is really hateful. Don't teach her a lesson, let her be presumptuous.
The palm of his hand gently caressed Mu Xiyao's waist, flirting with her for a while, which made her unable to hold back her smile, and she was slightly drenched in tears.
"Go now, go now. Don't tickle your concubine, Your Highness." Mu Xiyao was ticklish, so Zong Zhenglin caught her short board and tortured her in disguise, forcing her to surrender immediately and begged for mercy.
After cleaning up the unruly woman, Zong Zhenglin stared at her sideways, his eyes slightly darkened.
"Jiaojiao, you take people two days ahead. The main hall will come later." In order to order the Zhezi to order the military camp in the suburbs of Beijing to train troops, Zong Zhenglin needs to arrange in advance. At the place of Emperor Yuancheng, if you just find an explanation, it will be difficult to escape smoothly.
Mu Xiyao held the court official and looked back blankly into his eyes.
"Your Highness, are you late for something?"
The big boss allowed her to play outside alone for two days
Mu Yaonu almost cheered, she managed to suppress her excitement, and she looked very regretful. After letting go of the court official, he shoved himself into his arms crookedly, wrapping his arms around his neck for a while of intimacy.
"Jiaojiao is very happy." Zong Zhenglin is so shrewd, from her suddenly bright eyes, she can see through this woman's mind at a glance. "Don't leave the house for two days. Yan Chengzhou is guarding the gate. Jiaojiao might as well give it a try."
It was a last resort for her to leave first. This woman is not bad, she is playing freely, and Zong Zheng Linjun's face is covered with cream.
Away from his side, Mu Xiyao was overjoyed. It is really not easy to let this white-eyed wolf give birth to some reluctance. How could he meet such an anomaly...
Mu Xiyao suddenly withdrew from his embrace, her small mouth pouted. "His Royal Highness, you don't want your concubine to go out for fun. Have you forgotten the Yunyang Haizi you promised before?"
"This temple handles government affairs in the mansion, but Jiaojiao said, what's the fun? Haizi and his party, postpone it for the time being. When did this temple promise you something, but not fulfilled?"
Boss, do you feel guilty for saying this? When you coaxed your concubine to get out of the bed, when did you not keep your word? If it wasn't for the fact that my concubine knew that you were good at counting, I would have thought that your counting was not smooth...
"His Royal Highness, why did you get stumped when you were busy with government affairs? Where can you not approve documents?" Mu Xiyao was puzzled. Since Zong Zhenglin said this, it means that the incident happened for a reason. Such a delay for two days is either a political matter or restrained by others. If he can make him willingly surrender, think of a way to go around secretly, except for Emperor Yuancheng, I am afraid that only one person can do it.
"Your Highness, but what did the concubine say?"