"Concubine, the people in the palace say that you are the best at taking care of yourself. You are seven years old, can you put on the fragrance dew?" Little Princess Ronghui has been pretty since she was a child. Whenever Mu Xiyao was dressing, the little girl carved with pink and jade always stretched her neck and put her toes on her toes, unable to look away for a moment.
The woman facing the mirror with her hair in a bun turned slightly, and glanced at the man on the imperial concubine's couch with a kind smile on the corner of her mouth, "Why don't you ask your father for a long time? You know, the emperor doesn't like women. Dressing up too much."
"Really?" The little girl blinked in confusion. Between dressing up and her father, she hesitated again and again. After a long time, with his head drooping, he walked over and grabbed the hem of Emperor Jian'an's clothes, and nodded reluctantly. "It's getting more and more rare for the emperor's father."
This woman... went to provoke Ronghui again. Emperor Jian'an leaned over and picked up the little girl, pinched her pink face, and added a few words to his ears, making the little princess laugh.
Ronghui is rare, can suppress the child's curious nature, and pay close attention to his father, Emperor Jian'an is extremely satisfied.
Touching her top, Zong Zhenglin and the little princess promised. "My Ronghui will grow up to be a beauty. Just like your mother-in-law."
Long live Lord said a word, and he praised the big and the small with a smile. With her back to the person, Mu Yaonu became more and more posing. She took a mirror and looked left and right. She also picked a simple white jade hairpin and matched it with earrings, just now she was satisfied.
Turning around and staring, she stunned the lazy girl who was tired of her own father and was unwilling to go to the study to study, and obediently got off Zong Zhenglin. She took the hand of Zhao mama by herself, turned back in two steps, looked at the emperor, and expressed her reluctance in her milky voice. "I'll only go for a while. I have to come back to dine with the emperor."
Gee, rare! Mu Yaonu looked down on her daughter to please the emperor when she was free. But the man nodded solemnly, which made Xiao Ronghui smile immediately.
When there was no more sycophants in the house, Mu Xiyao took Huilan and handed him a purple clay pot, and brewed new tea with him.
"It has been raining one after another recently, and the humidity has increased. I always feel that this tea is not as delicious as before. When the good tea from Zhougongshan is brought into the palace at the end of the year, the concubine will ask someone to move the tea set and come with you. Tea tasting at the pavilion in the middle of the mountain. There is also the Dahongpao in Wuzha, although you don’t like it very much, it’s okay to change the taste occasionally…”
In her ear, she whispered softly, softly. Zong Zhenglin lay on his side on the brocade couch, with one hand supporting his elbow, his phoenix eyes half-closed.
The woman in front of her is bright, beautiful and beautiful. The porcelain-white and delicate skin is soft and tender, which is no worse than that of fifteen or sixteen girls. Dai's eyebrows are like clouds of smoke, and a pair of beautiful eyes are filled with glaze. Even if he didn't say a word, he just stared at people so quietly, but it also contained thousands of words.
What a beauty!
Especially at this moment, the eyelids are half-drooped, and the small stand-up collar is exposed with snow white. Looking at his little eyes in the air, in his eyes, his heart was like being scratched with a feather, and it was crisp and numb.
This woman is not happy to be clean with him. To tease him again!
Because Mu Xiyao was still doing filial piety to Master Mu, a man who had been neglected for several months, how could she endure such a delicate and lovable appearance. The emperor got up and wanted to move, so he blamed the untimely anger to a few steps away, and was full of thoughts on the imperial concubine who was serving good tea next year.
Waiting patiently for her to brew the tea, the man just came to the front with the tea cup in his hand, and was slowly pulled into his arms by the man who had already moved.
This look... Mu Xiyao gave him an angry look. Lord Boss is addicted to eating meat, and it's been a tough time.
"Aren't you going to try it?" The little hand held up the porcelain bowl and brought it under his eyelids, Zong Zhenglin's eyes flashed, and he just held her wrist and took a sip of tea.
Tea is also not honest. Uncomfortable by his scorching gaze, Mu Xiyao turned sideways, and was about to withdraw his hand. Unexpectedly, he was clamped by his five fingers, unable to move for half a minute.
The man snatched the tea bowl in her hand and put it aside, gently stroking the veins between her wrists with his calloused fingertips. Being stared at by his deep eyes like this, Mu Xiyao gradually blushed.
"Like a twenty-eight woman." The man's deep eyes seemed to drag her in. Before she could react, he was already leaning over to block her lips and tongue, and the palm around her waist tightened a little.
"I want to order Jiaojiao to enter the main palace, so what?"
Central Palace…
Mu Xiyao raised her eyes and stared, and the room fell silent for a moment.
Clearly seeing the force in his eyes, he put his arms around his neck, rubbed randomly, and after a while, he hummed and replied softly, "I don't want to."
This is what she is, resisting the decree and disobeying it.
Taking a deep breath and closing his eyes, Zong Zhenglin concealed his disappointment.
"Zhaoling, I stay with you."
Live in the same hole, die in the same quilt. Accompanying the test of the king, it must be her.
"You refuse to bow your head to her like that?"
"Why should you bow your head to her?" The arm around him exerted even more strength. "Chen and concubine love their children more than her. The Helian clan only occupies the name, and since the person is gone, it is not worth paying respect to her concubine when the sacrifice is still in front of her tablet. When people are alive, you still protect the ministers. Concubine, why did you come to grieve the concubine again at this time?"
Angrily frowning, he twisted his body and refused to forgive. "You don't want to see her, so why force your concubine to kowtow to her."
That's right... Zong Zhenglin's complexion suddenly sank as he slammed into his chest in one breath. No matter how independent she is, she can't abolish family temple festivals because of her.
"What if I order it?" It was obvious that he was angry.
I haven't seen him murdering her for a long time, but now because of the Jinfeng incident, the stinky man is actually very angry. Mu Yaonu's eyes turned, and there were tears in her eyes. Lifting her chin, Ai Ai stretched her neck periodically. "My concubine is reluctant to bear my head. Are you really going to take it?" She said that she was afraid of losing her life, but she went to him.
The forehead twitched, and this was the first time someone had dared to defy the decree. The tip of her nose was tickled by her hairy head, and she couldn't speak to reprimand her, so she had to tilt her neck back by herself, more and more indulgent her progress.
If you can't really get her head, you can only tolerate her bad temper. Zong Zhenglin's eyes sank, he turned over and pressed the tumultuous man under him, pressing against her forehead, his veins bulging with anger.
"You shouldn't let it go!"
He burst out laughing. As soon as Lord Boss said these words, Mu Yaonu pushed her nose on her face. "It's no wonder your concubine that you favored him." The little hand climbed up on his brows, the little goblin smiled sweetly, and a few hugs made Zong Zhenglin lose his temper.
"Is it really not uncommon?"
"What do you do with rare dead things. Your concubine is so rare that you are not good enough?"
Yes, seeing the blood seal the throat, it really pokes the heart of Emperor Jian'an. After being coaxed into comfort by the embarrassed face of the imperial concubine, Long Live Lord pressed the person and kissed the little mouth.
"Zhaoling, don't push or refuse."
The implication is that both of them are well aware. Knowing that he could no longer disobey him, Yao Yao nodded obediently.
She's awkward, but she's not so awkward that she'll jump around when she's dead.
"Don't be buried."
… well, the scar forgets the pain. I mentioned this a long time ago, and now that it's being brought up again, Zong Zhenglin just wished he could swallow her alive.
Pulling on his crown, the demon girl defended herself in a low voice. "I'm afraid of the pain, and I'm also afraid of the cold."
I've never seen such a blind eye! When it's time to please him, this woman is full of tricks, and she knows she's offended him, but she's not afraid of contradicting her from death, one after another.
"Long live, don't be angry, the concubine is not cursing you. What the concubine means is that you don't want to walk behind you. Seeing how sad your mother is, the concubine thinks that if she changes herself, it will be very sad."
Breathing stagnant, the man's pupils trembled. Ben was still holding the man in his arms with his hands beside her, and his throat rolled, but there was never a single word.
Pressing her head against her chest, Zong Zhenglin's eyes were dark and turbulent.
How did you come across such a tormenting thing! It really makes people love it and hate it.
"emperor."
"Um."
The man holding her was feeling ups and downs, and her heartbeat was a little fast. But seeing the woman's face red, she gave him a shy look, her little head buried in his heart and rubbed.
"My concubine is talking to you in a serious manner." The little hand fiddled with the stiffness that was pressing against her lower abdomen, rather embarrassed.
The man's back froze, and his face was instantly unbearable. "Move again, believe it or not, I have cleaned you up!"
Want to cover up. Lord Boss was furious.
After obediently waiting for a long time, Yao Yao's eyes widened. Why didn't that thing put out the fire, but became more and more energetic? Taking another peek at the man who was holding her, Zong Zhenglin closed his eyes and sweat dripped from his forehead.
Mu Xiyao didn't know that her body fragrance was so familiar that when the emperor smelled it, his mind was full of charming love affairs.
"Using the inner strength, pressing it will work?"
Zong Zhenglin was even more annoyed. "Shut up." The little goblin's breath hit him in the chest, causing the whole person to sway with warmth.
After restraining himself for a long time and seeing signs of waning his passion, the man frowned, got up and put her on the brocade couch, tidying up his robes and staying a little further away from her. She couldn't move at this time.
Knowing that Mu Xiyao respects Mu Jingzhen, how could he make her embarrassed at this moment.
The pain in the lower abdomen was unbearable, Zong Zhenglin went straight to the bathroom with a dark face. "Don't follow."
He was suddenly left alone, Mu Xiyao watched him take off his robe and threw it on Jinping, and in a blink of an eye, the shadow was gone.
The room was silent for a while. This wasn't the first time he left her to the clean room alone.
There was some heat on his face, and it was not difficult to guess what he was doing to avoid people. Since Mr. Mu passed away, he has been patient, and he didn't even ask her to wait on the tricks of the past. I was really thinking about it, but I just hugged her intimately, and then left in a hurry.
Not impressed...
It will probably take another half an hour. He got up and carried his robe back to the couch, huddled inside, full of the scent of black bamboo. Lord Boss was not there, and the smell of that man still made her feel at ease.
After taking a bath, Zong Zhenglin had his black hair loose and his chest wide open. He walked around the screen and saw that the little thing was wearing his robe, but the sable fox fur under his feet was kicked into the corner by her disgust.
The man who was tying his belt slowly stopped. When he arrived at the couch, he leaned over and saw her half-faced hibiscus face, a pair of small hands clasping his robes, fingers clasped tightly.
My heart suddenly collapsed.
Bowing down and putting the fur coat on her knees, Emperor Jian'an's eyes darkened, he looked at her for a long time, then turned to go outside.
She kept walking, her soft voice resounding in her mind.
"I'm afraid of the pain, and I'm also afraid of the cold."
"If you change yourself, it will be very sad."
If she is afraid, it is better to protect her more carefully. She was afraid that she would be the one left behind, so he took the responsibility for her.