The Beloved Imperial Consort

Chapter 62: guest

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The first prince's study outside the palace.

Yesterday, Zong Zhengchun was so angry that Zong Zhenglin said "collect the corpse" that he drew his sword and chopped down the Jinping in the house.

Emperor Yuancheng looked at him and said coldly, "How can you be a brother if you do something like that?", which made him feel cold all over.

When I left the palace, I got another news. Last night, Emperor Yuancheng visited the imperial concubine Yuye Palace, stayed for a while and then returned. After hearing that, the imperial concubine blasted people out and sat alone until late at night.

Zong Zhengchun looked at the aides under the seat, his expression was violent, and he spoke sullenly.

"Is this the means of the Sixth Brother Envoy in this hall?"

The dancers sent are one in a hundred, and they have been trained for five years as a "thrush". How can it be so bad

"His Royal Highness, the miscarriage of the sixth prince's concubine is absolutely true. Yesterday, the Taiyuan Hospital visited two imperial doctors in a row." A middle-aged counselor got up and replied.

"His Royal Highness will never exchange his blood for the lives of two women. I doubt it, is that the one?" He pointed to the backyard.

The rest of the people were instantly enlightened, didn't they? If that one does it, it will not only be a thorn in the side of being pregnant, but also abolish the chess piece that His Highness sent to compete for favor.

For a while, they all agreed, and Concubine Yan Mu must be the mastermind.

Zong Zhengchun thought of the delicate and soft woman beside Zong Zhenglin. Can she abolish her "thrush"

Looking up again, a decision has been made. Since there is suspicion, it cannot be let go. That woman dared to cause him and his concubine to be disgusted and abandoned by Emperor Yuancheng, and even the rare beauty could make her perish.

Mu Xiyao was leisurely carrying buns in Danruo Garden, but the backyard has been unusually deserted in recent days.

First, Mrs. Zhang had a miscarriage, then the dance girl died, and then it was reported that Mrs. Tang needed to rest for half a month. In addition, Kong was warned by Zong Zhenglin. For a while, the woman in the backyard was half useless, no wonder it was strangely calm.

The little bun is very lively now, and it was only a few days before the third month that he tried to turn over, and the time spent playing was getting longer and longer. He likes to stick to his own father the most, especially like pulling Zong Zhenglin's hair on the temples or being held high by him.

Mu Xiyao often sits aside, watching the interaction between the crazy son and the extremely patient Zong Zhenglin, looking at it, it is quite warm. It's a pity that the times are not right, otherwise it would be a complete success.

"His Royal Highness," Mu side concubine Lianbu moved gently, took over Zong Zhenglin's son whose eyes were rolling with excitement, and called his mammy to come in and take Chengqing down. The little bun has been sleeping badly recently, and he is willing to close his eyes only after being coaxed.

He stretched out his hand to smooth out Zong Zhenglin's crumpled middle clothes, and then continued to speak.

"The concubine heard that there will be a lantern festival in the West Lake during the Qiqiao Festival in a few days. Maybe we can go together?" Mu Xiyao remembered that Zong Zhenglin had promised her welfare and had not yet fulfilled it.

Zong Zhenglin looked at her standing in front of her chest, bowing her head and arranging her clothes. She was gentle and peaceful.

"The time has come to the east, and the barbarians in the northwest are burning, killing and looting more and more arrogantly. The Ministry of War has a lot of business, and I will be back late in the past few days. If you want to go, bring Wei Zhen's attendant and come back earlier."

Mu Xiyao's eyes flickered, Zong Zhenglin couldn't go? What a great deal! ! !

After that, Concubine Mu often came to the palace with a small bun to greet her, and Concubine Shu was very satisfied with Concubine Fang's filial piety.

Seeing Chengqing, he was so in love with him that he was always tired of teasing, so he put it aside to watch him play.

A room of women saw the meat dumplings twisting and twisting themselves, and they laughed uncontrollably. Coupled with thick winter clothes, the little fat man is even more pleasing.

Even Emperor Yuancheng happened to meet his grandson's hard-working performance once, Longyan Dayue, who praised Mu Xiyao for bringing him well, raising the little guy to be strong and energetic.

Holding the steamed buns, Mu Xiyao and the Fourth Prince were hanging out in the imperial garden, talking about the lake tour on the Qiqiao Festival.

"When you're a mother, you still escape like this. It's only your Highness that pampers you, otherwise how could you be so carefree." The Fourth Prince chuckled and shook his head.

Mu Xiyao was holding the steamed bun, her face full of self-satisfaction, "My family Chengqing said that when his mother goes to play, she has to take him with her."

The fourth prince and concubine puffed and looked at Mu Xiyao Zhile, this girl is too ghostly.

On the day of the begging, Mu Xiyao hugged Chengqing, took Mammy Zhao and Mo Lan, and boarded the carriage of the Prince's Mansion. Wei Zhen took the bodyguards and the hidden guards hidden in the crowd, and escorted them all the way to the West Lake.

Mu Xiyao looked at the steamed bun in her arms, her expression changed. If it weren't for the worry-free Concubine Tang, she wouldn't be able to take her son with her all the time.

"Mammy, Chengqing needs to entrust you to take good care of it today." Mu Xiyao's expression was solemn as she watched Mammy Zhao's orders.

Mama Zhao had never had a similar experience, but Mo Lan knew about it. If the master looks like this, something must happen. This was the case when I was in the boudoir, and this time I specially entrusted it, and it was obvious that there was something strange.

Also, what is entrustment? Could it be that what will happen later will make the master unable to be cloned? Mo Lan's spirit instantly became whole, and she was a little more alert than before.

Mu Xiyao lifted a corner of the curtain and looked at the lively market with a calm mind. I don't know if that person will make a move? If you ruined his good things, but also beat him down, it should anger the other party.

In his previous life, he even dared to assassinate the prince, and he should not hesitate to deal with a girl in her backyard.

"Mo Lan, remember not to act rashly." Although this Mo Lan is more stable than Hui Lan, she is always eager to protect the Lord, and she is afraid of bad things under her impulse.

When the group arrived at the West Lake, both sides of the lake shore were full of people and the lights were brilliant.

The young women traveled with their companions, and the sons of the aristocratic families even brought attendants. They boarded the painting boat in twos and threes, pushed the cups and changed the cups, and the silk and bamboo wrapped around their ears.

Mu Xiyao got off the carriage with Chengqing with bright eyes, and danced with him. Looking at the pure happiness on the child's face, I feel that some people are really in the way.

Slowly boarded the five-story painting boat privately owned by Zong Zhenglin, and as soon as he entered, he was taken aback by the gorgeous decoration. Who said that His Royal Highness is not addicted to extravagance, this boat alone is enough for her to enjoy Mu Xiyao for a lifetime.

It seems that the man also has a good way to make money, and is not much better than her Jiayifang.

Mu Xiyao handed Cheng Qing to his mammy to hold, because a fire and brazier was added to the boat, and he untied the little fox fur cloak for him.

Let Wei Zhen take someone to protect Chengqing and stay below. She only brought Mo Lan directly to the top, and ordered to light the incense and set up the tea set.

"Don't call, don't take a step inside." Mu Xiyao lit the small stove, carefully instructed Mo Lan, and waved her to step back.

In the brightly lit hall, after Mu Xiyao sat at the desk, he burned incense and made tea by himself, which was very elegant. After brewing the Longjing well, I brought the tea cup and sniffed and sighed.

Getting up and standing in front of the window, looking at the brightly lit lake downstairs, the woman did not turn around, but greeted lazily.

"It's a coincidence that your Excellency is here, have a drink?"

The jade pendant on the chest is already hot, I don't know how many people are coming

The two dark guards hiding on the beam were suddenly startled and looked at each other. Could it be that they were noticed by the master? Still in doubt, I saw six men in black flashing on the opposite beam, all of them covered in black veils, with strong skills, and at first glance, they were Lianjiazi.

The dark guard was about to rush out of the protector and set off fireworks, but he was blocked by the dagger at his neck and couldn't move. But there are two people watching behind him.

Mu Xiyao didn't panic when she watched several people appear neatly. He walked to the Qin desk and sat down, his index finger hooked, and the voiceless sound was broken.