MTL - The Beloved Imperial Consort-Chapter 325 banquet

Everyone heard the highness of the temple, and looked up, and saw that the man had a face and raised his hand to bring a hood to the woman on the side. Not to be able to tie the tie for her, only to lead people to move slowly.

The military commander is okay, and he is always strict with the military, and no one is exposed. The wise men in Wenchen were silent, but those who couldn’t help but curious, privately handed their eyes to each other and were counted by Zong Zhenglin.

When the first person enters the paddock, the foot of the mountain is at the lee, and the color of the navy blue camp, the eyes can not see the head, it is the use of the night. In the middle of a bright yellow military account, regardless of size or location, bright and dazzling. Mu Xiyao stretched his neck, and a pair of scorpions went straight to his foot.

"Take a break into the rest for a long while. After half an hour, the temple called the defending to pick up." There is still entertainment in front, there is no need to tell her to be involved. Pat her vest, urging people to stand too long in the cold wind days.

You are considerate. Appreciate a small eye, and I can't see Zong Zhenglin's fingers swaying. Under the eyes of the public, the sorcerer sneaked a spoiled, and then immediately turned around, and decent and decent.

Feng Mu stared deeply into her for a moment, and there was still some temperature at her fingertips. She was bent into a fist by her fingers. Zong Zhenglin took off his robes and stepped forward to meet the mountain breeze.

The defending squat followed by half a position, slightly lifting his eyes, and thinking about his back in the back. I don't know why, I always feel that my Highness is very good. Could it be that the person said that he was pleased...

In the account of the Emperor's camp, Mu Xiyao squinted at the ornaments in the middle. This is what the people of the family are welcoming, or is it true that her family is doing this?

Wufu holding Shou Nanmu sleep collapse, Huanghuali book case, Qingbi glass bottle, paved suede chaise longue, even the daughter's home glazed stove, put two on the bench. Behind the screen, there was a counter makeup mirror...

Taking advantage of these objects, Mu Xiyao still does not understand that this is the sixth temple to tell people to do beforehand. Only those people who are welcome, no one knows that she is here to serve. I don’t know what the Zong Zhenglin camp looks like when the real march is broken.

Going to the clean room, and then coming out, Wood Lan is welcoming people to pick up her usual things. Holding the most famous buckwheat tea in the north, I picked up the purple sand cup and added tea to her hand. After taking a soft pillow, she was behind her waist.

It’s a good thing to bring a gimmick that you used to be. Mu Xiyao lifted his leg and squatted on the couch, holding the buckwheat tea and satisfied with his eyes.

"Sa Ren, how long will it be?"

When Xiao Xiao ran to the outside, he was even more leaky, and his voice was clear and crisp. "The master, it’s still half a quarter of an hour to the afternoon."

It should be a direct banquet later. Mu Xiyao took a turn and took a polished mirror on the stage of the mirror. The corner of his mouth was hooked.

When the snake is out of the hole, it is always necessary to bait.

"Yu Lan, take the eyebrows that I deliberately gave to my highness, and then I found out the Wujinyun sleeves." The color of the waiter, the woman who climbed the privilege, what is the appearance of Mu Xiyao with his eyes closed .

When the defending champion came to pick up, he was almost blinded by the appearance of Yao’s master. It’s not fancy and can’t stand it, but it’s too much to grab the limelight. It’s obviously more thought than when I was in the house.

This is going to go out like this, and it is not used at all. The face of His Royal Highness will never look good.

"Wei adults, still do not lead the way?" Supporting the arm of the orchid, the people have not yet entered the seats, the shelves have become ten-and-a-half.

The arm is not screwed to the thigh. When Wei Wei knew that the time was closed, he bowed down with respect and respect. "The master, you are going here."

Hehe two chuckles, drifting overhead. Wei Daren was praised by the master and sighed and said, "There is a growing-up", a squat at the foot, and some fever on his face.

This master is hard to serve. Against the bad luck, everyone meets, people make fun of it. The man on the tip of His Royal Highness has only a hundred humility.

"The Guardian leads, there is one thing, you need to be the leader to do the work."

I am afraid of what comes. The defending body has not stood up straight, and it was changed by Mu Xiyao's soft words. There is another matter to explain to him? Or when your Highness is not there?

Wei Daren’s back is cold, and it’s faintly noticeable.

Within the mountain, the tents were set up on both sides. The first place in the high place is Zong Zhenglin sitting on it. The central open space burned a bonfire, although it was a day, but the cloud was very low, and the sky followed the darkness, which called Mu Xiyao feel like a very late evening.

"Wu Da Ren arrived, Mrs. Muxi arrived." The singer screamed to interrupt the excitement, and everyone looked away from the horror. I couldn’t think of the Highness to allow Mrs. Muxi to attend. What is the difference between such favors and the guilty priests in the Imperial Palace?

The defending heart jumped and squinted at the unopened waiter. His name, how can not dare to press this head up. This is a singer, and it is a big disrespect for the master.

Mu Xiyao did not care about this. She is now a woman outside the Highness of the House, and naturally it is not important to have a close servant. The eyes were slightly swept away, but when I saw the floor covered with thick fur, everyone sat on the ground, but there was a sense of dredging outside.

When Zong Zhenglin raised his head, he saw Mu Xiyao wrapped up in a peacock. The felt hat is extremely low pressure, and the posture is swaying.

"Please ask your Highness." Disregarding the people on both sides, pressing the scorpion in the dark, the demon squats and bows. I can't see my face, only the voice, how many tweaks and seven twists and turns, was evoked by the soft voice of this woman, and everyone in the room disappeared.

"Serve in the near future." Zong Zhenglin left his hand and squatted. Feng eyes stared at her figure, and the twilight sank.

Get up and promise, the woman stepped forward, separated from the half-arm, holding the knees and squatting. Half-side facing him, a pair of lush white jade palms lifted up, so I put on the hats and slowly uncover the hood.

Because of the wide-sleeved cover, the others have not seen it. In her closeness, Zong Zhenglin’s nephew suddenly tightened. Half-point hesitation was not seen, and the long arm was on display, and it was already squatting on the lap. The palm of her hand held her side of her face and twisted her enchanting hibiscus face to her chest.

Even if the veil is covered on the face, the eyebrows are traced by her and she does not need to look at her face at all, so she knows that this is a goblin in the arms.

Mu Xiyao took advantage of his temper on his chest, and at the beginning he still counted his eyes. At this time, his anger was revealed.

Everyone was astonished, and even several of the generals of Zong Zhenglin’s private army lost their silence.

What is your intention? In front of the ministers, cuddling with a woman is a favorite, and it is not up to this. In particular, several confidantes are even more shocking. Jing Limu's side is famous and unparalleled, and two sons are connected under his knees. He did not see his grandmother giving such a big face.

Qi Qi turned his head to the leading adults standing behind the six halls, but he saw the old man who was walking around in the past and was very diligent. He didn’t squint, he was a little condensed, not surprised at all. The brows did not wrinkle.

This is full of confidence in the side of Jingli, do not worry about the loss of love, or eat in front of this lady?

Underneath everyone is being amazed, and the thoughts of a mess are still unclear, and they see that the temple is slowly leaning over, and the woman in front of her is getting closer...