"If my elder sister is still thinking about passing this stage safely, would it be better to borrow the silk handkerchief from my younger sister?"
Helian Minmin stared at her for a long time, then hesitantly handed it over, not forgetting a stern warning, "Don't make a crooked idea, even if the concubine is not good, the two of you will never be able to get rid of the relationship. Your Highness, you can't spare a bad woman."
Mu Xiyao's eyes jumped, she reached out and grabbed her silk handkerchief, sitting upright and unwilling to answer. Su Linrou watched the confrontation between the two of her with cold eyes. She was powerless to do anything, so she just cared about herself. As long as she didn't make a mistake, His Highness couldn't blame her.
This is the case with the women in the back house. All day long, beware of this and that, Mu Xiyao is tired when she sees it. "Bad woman"? With this name, Mu Xiyao stroked her chin, believing that His Royal Highness would not look at her like that. But in a few days... it's hard to say.
Ignoring how Helian Minmin and Su Linrou reacted, at this time, I just hoped that the big boss would pay more attention, look over here and see what she meant.
Mu Xiyao moved her body slightly, and asked the little eunuch in front of her to place the bookcase, and then put the pen and ink. During this period, he has been paying attention to Zong Zhenglin's side.
Your Highness, come here soon. You just didn't always remember your concubine. There is something to ask you to do at this moment, but you give a look, so that the concubine's heart is also at ease. After a busy morning, this concubine is so careful, she has nowhere to go.
Zong Zhenglin had put his mind on her at first, but now seeing the two slaves retreat, Mu Xiyao's figure is revealed again. The woman tidied up the hem of her clothes, held her knees and sat up slowly, her hands flat on the desk that had just been placed, her eyes looking at him from time to time, filled with desire to talk.
What is this woman doing? After Su Shi, there was no difference in chanting the scriptures. It was because she changed the scriptures. At this time, the pretence caught his attention. Could it be that something has changed again
Ningmei looked at her, and she really saw Mu Xiyao's eyes were bright, and the small porcelain white face was full of smiles.
With his right hand, he patted the scriptures on the table twice, and with his left hand squeezed a plain white silk handkerchief, shaking it slightly. Mu Xiyao pouted Hong Yanyan's small mouth, so unruly, she made an effort towards Helian Min next to her. As if afraid that he could not see clearly, he raised his wrist and wiped his forehead with white silk.
Zong Zhenglin stared at her for a moment, his eyes darkening. Looking at Helian's uneasy face again, he thought about the woman who was still giving him a wink.
The Helian Clan, who had assumed the title of the prince and concubine in his house, was helpless and could not even deal with it. As for Mu Xiyao, Zong Zhenglin slowly turned the tourmaline seven-eyed jade with his fingers behind him.
The little woman's head is very useful, but the gloating in her eyes is full of hatred. It was also difficult for her to hold back her stinky problems, so Ken took Helian's items to deliver him a letter. If it wasn't for begging him to come forward, the woman didn't know how to dislike it. As for his characters, she is not willing to be contaminated. What's more, it's Xiaoli Su silk.
Fang thought like this, and sure enough, seeing that Mu Xiyao's goal was achieved, he immediately put the handkerchief back into Helian's arms, rubbed his little hand on the little jacket, turned around and winked at him, secretly laughing with malicious intent.
Very good, very eye-catching. He just guessed what she was thinking, and the woman immediately noticed it, and she was impatient to play in front of her.
Zong Zhenglin glanced at her, turned around and was about to confess to Emperor Ming Yuancheng, but accidentally bumped into Zong Zhengming's eyes.
"Sixth brother, good luck." A compliment suddenly came, although it was very abrupt, but both of them were open-minded.
"I won the prize, but I made the fifth brother see a joke."
"No. The side concubine is as alert as before." Zong Zhengming sighed, with a little regret. If you miss it, you can only see that she is dedicated to planning for others, smart and alert, and she is not surprised.
Zong Zhenglin's eyes flashed, and he nodded silently. Lifting the hem of his clothes, he took a few steps forward, and bowed to Emperor Yuan Cheng after the imperial case.
"Father, my son has something to report."
With his eyes closed, the imperial concubine pinched his forehead. Emperor Yuancheng listened to his words, waved his hand and backed away to serve, and slowly opened his eyes.
"What's the matter, please?"
Zong Zhenglin looked solemn and said lightly, "My son is in the Helian family, and he is filial, praying for blessings and chanting scriptures is acceptable, but only offering scriptures in front of the Bodhisattva is not auspicious. Avoid it."
Emperor Yuancheng recalled for a moment, and finally got a reminder from the imperial concubine that he remembered that the mistress of Helian's house had just passed away. That being said, it is up to her to offer the scriptures... I am really afraid of bringing bad omens.
"Helian is exempted from copying the scriptures. Just recite it every day."
Mu Xiyao wrote and licked the ink, and the corners of her mouth evoked a slight smile. Repeatedly ruining the man's plan, I'm afraid that His Highness the Eighth Highness will not be in a good mood today.
Copying scriptures is a good idea, but the human mind is even more wonderful. Although Dawei's etiquette does not restrict those who wear filial piety from praying for blessings, it is clear that the closer the person is, the more panicked they feel when they hear it. If you care too much, you will do everything possible to avoid it.
Answering her conjecture, Zong Zhenghan was not only in a bad mood, but the stagnation in his chest couldn't be dissipated for a long time. Before he really did anything to Zong Zhenglin, he just pulled him into the water by the way, and he was so unhappy. Mrs. Mu, if you are too smart, you are not afraid of dying soon!
Mu Xiyao was calm and composed, and wrote the scriptures silently, stroke by stroke, and inadvertently raised her head, she collided with Shang Zong Zhenghan's dark gaze. He was stunned for a moment, dipped his head in ink, and seemed to be completely gone, and continued to work on his own.
What if you reveal murderous intent? If you can't pass Zong Zhenglin's pass, you can't even move her! The big boss was very worried about her. He clearly said that he had sent someone to guard her, but in reality... Mu Xiyao's eyelashes were fluttering and her cheeks were bulging.
It's not that she doesn't want to see her being too comfortable, and that person is relieved only if she has someone in the courtyard. Could it be that men have a penchant for imprisonment? Similar to "forbidden", "collection addiction" and the like.
Mu Yaonu wrote the scriptures of the "Miaofa Lotus Sutra", and all kinds of dark thoughts kept popping up in her mind. If she prayed like this, if others knew, she would rather stop her from the door, and would not let this disrespectful Buddha enter the door of the chanting hall.
Zong Zhenglin took her look into his eyes, and Feng's eyes gradually narrowed. Godly again! Copying scriptures still can't calm down. Is this the Buddha nature in the master's mouth? The Sixth Highness scoffed.
The palm of Helian Minmin's hand holding the pen was slightly sweaty. The look of His Highness Fang Cai made her heart feel cold and her scalp tingling with fright. That look means, how can she not feel it! If she hadn't figured out a way out of panic, she would have been invited to favor by Mrs. Mu, and she would have shown her cowardice and incompetence in vain!
Unlike Helian Minmin, Su Linrou felt sour in her heart, pursing her lips and felt a little uncomfortable.
No matter how clever Mrs. Mu was, without His Highness looking back, she wanted to stay out of the matter and not be implicated, how could it be possible! She was able to have the confidence to not rush to see the move, but it was because His Highness was close by her side, and she left some care. In order for women to succeed, they must rely on men.
Suddenly, the two of them avoided people and hid in the curtain. Regardless, they hugged each other and hugged each other. Su Linrou took a deep breath, sniffled, calmed her mind, spread the paper and moved a pen. .
She is also a woman of His Highness, in the end she can't compare to her, and pleases His Highness...