MTL - The Beloved Imperial Consort-Chapter 310 Night tour

Very fast, and the six imperial hall in Xicheng, the famous name of Leng Jun Ying Wei, is the same as the female officer of the temple next to His Royal Highness, the name of the evil woman.

“When did you scare people out of the way?” How can she not know how to have fun?

"The master, not dizzy, is stagnation in the heart, sick to get up in bed." Sa Ren grinned. Compared with the most lively 蕙 丫 她 她 , , , , , , , , 她 她 姐妹 姐妹 姐妹 姐妹 姐妹 姐妹 姐妹 姐妹 姐妹 姐妹 姐妹 姐妹 姐妹 姐妹 姐妹 姐妹 姐妹 姐妹 姐妹 姐妹 姐妹 姐妹 姐妹 姐妹 姐妹 姐妹 姐妹 姐妹 姐妹 姐妹 姐妹 姐妹

"This is so weak..." Mu Xiyao caressed his chin and looked disdainful. "It’s not too late to eat more bowls of rice. It’s not too late to go to the hook." So no matter what, Zong Zhenglin can get it.

A woman like a white lotus, there is a precedent. For example, before Tang Yiru, Zong Zhenglin did not look at her.

Naren drums his scorpion, and he is more and more confused about the difference between the master and the son. She always felt that when the master spoke, it was not so much to avoid this point, and it was more like the Hu woman. Looking up at the master and seeing the master, Naren screamed badly, and his eyes were full of distress.

Sure enough, the top flower branch, rubbed it, and it was gone.

"The main son, Wei Daren, and the next time, His Royal Highness will return to the government to eat rice later." Yulan skillfully greeted Xiaoyan and took the broken jade flower out of the door. Mu Xiyao regrets putting down the scissors, and the soil and water are not succumbing to the sequelae.

"The front yard is strong and the three children come to report. You want to have a good smile. Minger will be able to arrive in the afternoon."

The genius still looked down and immediately came to the spirit. "Very good, Minger cut the room under the temple."

Zong Zhenglin stepped into the backyard and listened to her. The face was slightly uncomfortable. The jokes in the Shengjing City, do you want to continue with her to the Northland officialdom?

"Jiaojiao."

Mu Xiyao turned around and saw the smile bloom, and the beauty was moving. Ding did not hurt, and the lotus step was near, softly put into his arms. "Your Highness, you should have been stunned last night. If the errands are still early, they will take the squatting out of the market." He swayed his waist and swayed his head and his head on his chin. The butterfly flapped its wings and shook it.

"The station is properly, according to you." Pat her head, the six halls keep their promises. It is also time to take her out for a tour.

Where to teach him to teach, Mu Xiyao cheered his feet and rubbed his neck, wearing the small feet of goose yellow embroidered shoes. "I am not willing to stand by myself. My Highness is hugged, and I will go to the house to eat with me." The more I said, the more I was, the more I was afraid of hitting Zong Zhenglin’s kneel, so I hung it around his neck, and the monkey seemed to move hard. Captain.

This rogue looks like a softer one in the heart of the six halls.

"Come on your feet." Pushing her little buttocks, one force, holding the man firmly on his chest. "Isn't it a place to put a meal?" Zong Zhenglin said with a smile. She is not ashamed of being a person before, and he is even more unscrupulous. The dog's legs licked his side, and Mu Xiyao turned and told the big man to deliver the words to the small kitchen.

Sarenla stayed in Naren’s cuffs and told her to hurry back to God. How the two masters are relatives is not what they should peep at. "Not going fast, the master is not calling for a meal."

"A sister, my Highness is not as terrible as the outside rumors."

Annoyed knocking on her forehead, Sa Ren approached her ear and screamed. "This is in front of the master, and the highness of the temple is happy, and the temper is converged. Yesterday I heard the anger, and the temple was angry, even the state was scared to swear. There was a general who was a smuggler, and was deported to the dungeon. Say that this person is finally, it must be cut off. You can be alert, don’t think that your Highness will not have a temper."

The Zhizhou and the generals were in the middle of Mobei, and they were already great officials. Naren was so scared that he couldn’t dare to scream.

In the evening, the two men took the sedan to the market alley, and Zong Zhenglin got off the bus and put her down properly. After that, she took the silk scarf on the hand of the orchid and covered half of her face. At this moment, Mu Xiyao should not follow him with great fanfare.

The attendant was far following, Zong Zhenglin held her palms in a big hand, seemingly walking freely, but in fact it was always guarded, not letting people collide.

Xicheng Market is more lively than Shengjing. There are not many restrictions, and the monthly money paid is very cheap. It is called the many people who have the brains of the brain, and they have put the goods along the street. Only Zong Zhenglin took her to the money street, but it was not at first sight. Hearing people say that the night of Xicheng is not a flower street, but it is just a night of gathering, and it will be able to cover four streets.

The clothes of the Hu people are eating and drinking, but when Mu Xiyao sees it, he always looks at him with great interest. It is a small stall selling drapes and lanterns. Mu Xiyao also stayed for a long time.

"His Royal Highness, if you are marching, which one is warmer than the yurt where the Hu people live?"

"Jiaojiao, this is the coach's camp." Zong Zhenglin was funny.

"Yes? Isn't it that the felt room is specially coated with grease, can it be windproof and fireproof?" That person is so selling.

"It is windproof, but it also blocks the night wind in the city. It really went to the desert outside the desert, but the wind is extremely difficult to block. The fire prevention is even more nonsense. The candle may not be able to touch the sparkle, and it will be replaced with a torch with a rosin. The top can not be destroyed. Jiaojia knows that the grease has adjusted the grease inside, even if the layer of syrup is applied outside, it is a very easy to order raw material."

Is there a false advertisement at this time? Mu Xiyao could not help but swear. I thought that the border was a simple and honest people. Now it seems that it is not reasonable to tell her.

"His Highness, this place, oh." Hug his arm, the little woman complained.

Zong Zhenglin's eyes are soft, and he is dressed in a pale green gown, and the jade crown is high. Under the candlelight in the market, it is taller and taller, and looks handsome. Listening to her blaming others, I don’t care. The road is even more embarrassing. It has already fallen into his palm, and he has no choice but to escape.

Leaning for her, she was shaking, and Zong Zhenglin was close to her ear. The man’s voice was mellow and soft.

"With the temple, no one can deceive."

Mu Xiyao raised his head high, and the scorpion was flashing and smiling. He said, it is the bad thing that provoked her anger in the afternoon.

"His Royal Highness has been tightly guarded, and it has always been so painful." The little shameless face sent a hug, standing in front of a small stall where people sold melons and scoops, holding Zong Zhenglin's waist and strength.

The stall owner was waiting for his voice to catch up, and he suddenly saw a wrist stretched out in front of him. Twelve silver was lying quietly in the palm of his hand.

Lan Lan squinted with a squeaky gesture, no need to coercion, has successfully called the stall owner smiled and nodded. The middle-aged woman was tied with a headscarf, and the wrinkles in her eyes were deeper due to surprises.

The defending champion jumped straight on the side of the board. The shot is the twelve, and it really is the scorpion raised by the Yao master. Lan Lan is still like this. His Royal Highness has just given him a Molan girl. Isn’t it going to be so generous?

The Guardian touched the pocket of the waist and suddenly realized that there was someone invited to eat wine, or to avoid some.