MTL - The Beloved Imperial Consort-Chapter 311 Difficult

Holding the six temples and arms, the two went forward. Mu Xiyao rarely spends a lot of money to buy rare things. Most of the time, they stop and ask questions. This also makes the old people see her stalls, and the people who are waiting for them really come to the front, and their attitudes are not hot.

"Isn't it?"

"Since it is!" Mu Xiyao nodded strongly. "I don't hurry to smash the silver. The silver in the pocket of my grandmother has to save the red envelope. I will figure out that if someone wants to make a good fight, this filial piety is always indispensable. You don't accept it, send it.妾The only near-serving female officer is just right.” He said, twisting his head and greet the cypress, "Where are you taking the fresh things in your hand, did you remember the 蕙lan?"

"Remember all the heart. The master is relieved, and Minger will let the strong three children go out to talk, and it is indispensable to keep it."

"It's really clever! Go back and find the rewards and rewards." Vigorously encouraged the neighbors, Mu Xiyao was proud of the dynasty. Looking at her master and servant two people have a good time, the six halls do not change color, did not block this blatant benefit.

The little woman is jealous and knows the size. From the foot of Shengjing Tianzi, what rules changed, she did touch the door. Today is only the Northland, waiting for him to go to the territories of the king, at that time, Mu Xiyao private library may have to be prepared.

"姣姣郎君, it’s really beautiful. I don’t want to look back and feel good. If it’s a combination of heart and mind, go with Jiaojiao, isn’t it better?”

The two were still talking, and they were bothered by a young woman who was on the head. Mu Xiyao was surprised and looked at the people.

An apricot-yellow embroidered pair of smocks, the body shape is taller than her head, the goose egg face, the willow waist, the jade white skin, is actually a rare beauty. Still not sighed, actually the woman who did not know the origin pointed to the nose, when the street tasted.

"This female doll next to Lang Jun is not as slim and delicate as it is, and the appearance is even more cover-up. It must not be an excellent one. Lang Jun has chosen this girl who has not yet grown up to be on the side. Regarding the style, I don’t think so. It’s better to abandon it earlier, and change it to be a good friend.”

Female doll? Didn't grow up? Mu Xiyao was sighed with a sigh of relief, staring at this special pick her taboo, so angry that a pair of scorpions instantly brightened.

She did not argue with her, but she only succumbed to the gloomy Zong Zhenglin. The head slowly leaned against his arm, a weak and unbearable appearance.

She is a smart woman, and it is better to deal with men than to deal with men.

"Hey, he didn't grow well. He also laughed aloud before his Highness. He also lost a man, and he was able to grow to the tip of his nose. He still had a bad temper and provoked his temper." Suddenly a small voice It’s not the number that fell from oneself. After that, Zong Zhenglin’s arm was loosened, his small head was drooping, his fingers were tight, and he turned his back.

"Hey, it’s a shame to His Highness." At the end, I remembered the woman’s screaming "Jiaojiao", and Mu Xiyao looked back at him with a misty look. "His Royal Highness calls for a delicate, and there is no face to be." Fu turned and turned, and actually took out the slap from the cuffs and wiped his eyes.

Not to mention how the Sixth Highness responded, it was the three people behind him, and the reaction was very different. The defending and the blue face did not change their color and turned their eyes. It was already used to this time from time to time. Only Saren was stupid, seeing the master is uncomfortable, and watching is anxious.

The main child is afraid that he still doesn't know. The girl here is a good voice, but she is only good at it. Where can I compare with the voice in the mouth of the temple.

Yan Lanla stood on her side and said a sentence called Sa Ren’s incomprehensible words. "He is anxious for the master, just a moment." There are too many lessons to follow the master, and the stupid people must learn to be clever.

"Don't be fooling around." After the big hand changed to her waist, Mu Xiyao sneaked and sneaked. In the words, it is unchanging, faint and resentful. "Hey, it’s not your home, you don’t like to take care of you."

Instinct to the feet, the typical 恃 生 生 。. If Zong Zhenglin does not like to listen, he is not afraid that he has not said anything. This man has many stinks and is most prominent, but he is not allowed to be disobedient, even if it is a joke.

Sure enough, the Sixth Highness was engulfed in the enchantress, the man sank, turned her body, and stood face to face. "Jiaojiao, just enough."

"I don't care" Zong Zhenglin can still tolerate, "not his home."

The lush fingers rise high, and the tribute is only ruthless. Mu Xiyao did not bring a dirty word, only called the woman to the voice "Jiaojiao." Then Zong Zhenglin completely lost his face.

That means, since then, Jiaojiao is not calling her?

Knowing that she was playing with her eyes, she still couldn’t bear to be busy with her. The warning despised her, and Zong Zhenglin gave a cold look and went out. After the reign of the defending, it was only after a moment that the woman was still standing in two steps. In the blink of an eye, the two women dressed up were armed with arms, and the mouth could not say, "holding" was far away.

Mu Xiyao's eyes are round and round, and the eyelashes flicker. This is the female guard trained in the North, and has been following her?

"Satisfied?" Zong Zhenglin's index finger slightly curved, gently bombing her eyebrows. "The next time there will be gibberish, it will be spoiled, and don't want to be confused."

Holding his forehead, laughing and glamorous, a handful of his clothes, Mu Xiyao is very proud.

"It's just awkward, and your Highness has to rely on it." Do not believe, I will swear next time.

A group of people walked to the street, only scared to watch the scene of the show owners and passers-by turned pale. The girl who came out behind, isn’t the head of the city, many of whom are sought after by Miss Gu?

It’s terrible to be able to take people so unknowingly. I remembered that the few people were outstanding in appearance. The man who was the leader was even more eager to see the eyebrows. No one is calling noisy.

In the carriage back, Mu Xiyao was on the shoulder of Zong Zhenglin and was smug.

"There is a sigh of relief in front of His Royal Highness. Come again, don't give way to the land." Speaking quite savvyly, it is obvious that he has made the "妒" in the seven outs.

Finally he said that he loves to listen. His sixth command was used.

"I don't like it, I found the temple temper?" Pat her little ass, and settled after the fall.

I thought she had to toss, not wanting this woman but suddenly silenced, tightly rubbed his neck, breathing warm in the neck.

"When you have a bad temper, you are urging your Royal Highness to travel, and holding hands and looking at the past, are all with your Highness."

"His Royal Highness has to leave the military camp, is it right and wrong?" I know." The voice is awkward. "No matter what kind of appearance, you have to remember your highness."

"Without the Highness, I can't sleep at night, no one screams in the morning, and I still have a person when I eat,..."

After the words were not finished, Zong Zhenglin was tightly held on the chest, leaning over her lips and kissing deeply.

This mixed-book thing, but he took the words to stab his heart, has not yet gone out, it is not her.