Chapter 168 Between

"Master Yao, you came just in time. Your Highness just ordered the younger one to go and invite someone." Tian Fushan looked relieved, and Mu Xiyao couldn't help laughing. This guy treats her like a magic star, and never walks around her unless necessary. The chief executive is a cultural person, but he is not as good as the Wei commander. It was only a few times that he got into trouble, so he felt terrified and walked around the road.

"That's a good thing, the concubine will just go in like this? Don't you need the big steward to announce?"

Tian Fushan was about to resign, but was teased by Mu Xiyao, who repeatedly accused him of guilt, "Master, you can do whatever you want, whatever you want." Master Yao never entered the house after being passed on by others. Report to the door of the house, stop there, yes, it means that she has arrived.

Flapping the feather fan casually, Mu Xiyao smiled and allowed him to leave, and went into the room by herself, leaving Zhao Momo and Mo Lan waiting outside the door.

Shi Shiran turned to the screen, but the people inside hadn't seen clearly yet, she felt her eyes go dark, and Zong Zhenglin, who had been waiting for her for a long time, embraced her in his arms.

"Take away your damn feather fan." Zongzheng Lin's handsome face was enlarged in front of Mu Xiyao, and the fire in his phoenix eyes could be seen faintly.

"Didn't His Highness give the concubine a treat last time?" Mu Xiyao pouted, reluctantly put the feather fan on the Eight Treasures Pavilion, and looked at Zong Zhenglin with aggrieved eyes, her eyes were full of charm.

Zong Zhenglin was blocked by her words, and his anger became even worse. You must know that this woman will "appreciate" in front of such people one day, this fan should be destroyed immediately, and it will never be sent to this noisy woman.

"Not changing yet." Ever since seeing this dress, Zong Zhenglin's mood has not been at ease. This black is paired with crimson. Even if he only saw Mu Xiyao's upper body, Zong Zhenglin could foresee that this style and color matched Mu Xiyao's, but it also made her exquisite figure and white jade complexion stand out even more.

Zong Zhenglin still can't forget that Mu Xiyao once wore a small dress, the color of which is very similar to today's one. That night Mu Xiyao captured his mind like a fairy.

Such a soul-stirring little girl, how could Zong Zhenglin be willing to let others see her. However, Mu Xiyao's stubborn temper could not be resisted, and in the end she got what she wanted.

"Jiaojiao deliberately got angry with this hall, but now she is satisfied? Why don't you untie your clothes and change into a new one?" Zong Zhenglin hugged the person inside, and when he lowered his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Mu Xiyao's high breasts. I felt some throbbing in my abdomen. Looking away calmly, and putting the person on the couch, Zong Zhenglin chose a recliner and sat down, with a book in his hand, avoiding the embarrassment of facing Mu Xiyao undressing.

The man opposite was sitting comfortably, his face couldn't be more serious, Mu Xiyao hesitated, wondering if he should invite him out. The Boss was well-dressed, which made her unconsciously flinch.

"Doesn't Jiaojiao think it's lonely to change clothes by herself? Would you like me to go with you?" Zong Zhenglin considered her considerately. As long as this dress is changed today, there will be no second chance to get on her body.

He is obviously holding a scroll in his hand and looks gentle, how can he speak so blatantly? Mu Xiyao stared over, only to see that the man maintained a straight expression, turned the pages of the book with his hands pretending to be.

Boss, if you stayed here with your concubine, you would have been fascinated by it? Mu Xiyao secretly teased. Some people read the story from the middle of the story, and the expression is as serious as looking up military affairs?

Mu Xiyao's eyeballs rolled around, and when she looked over again, she was still a bit shy and embarrassed. His eyes were full of clear calculations, and his brows suddenly became bright.

I see. She is not the only one in distress. The man who took the initiative to stay away and has not let go of his disguise now actually has a ghost hidden in his heart.

Mrs. Boss has a lustful heart, but he can't do anything to her at this point, he can only scare people with words. Mu Xiyao, who wanted to understand, was happy in her heart, her temperament changed, and in a blink of an eye she was the fairy in Caicai Palace who made everyone lose their minds.

"Your Highness, where is the clothes you want my concubine to change?" Mu Xiyao pouted her red lips, slowly touched the neckline with her hand, pressed the button with her thumb, and slowly fiddled with the circle.

The brilliance of Zong Zhenglin's pupils covered by lowered eyelids gradually dimmed. He didn't put his mind on the book, but now he was attracted by Mu Xiyao's sudden change.

"A low stool behind you."

Mu Xiyao turned her head to the left, and sure enough, she saw a long dress with embroidery in the color of a concubine. Well, this man planned it long ago, and just waited for her to come and strip him clean and redress him. This is so small-minded, boss, how did you become the emperor in your previous life, and you are tolerant of all rivers?

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your consideration. You are very considerate for my concubine." Mu Xiyao's thumb and index finger intertwined lightly, the top button was undone, and the small stand-up collar suddenly spread to both sides, revealing a piece of white jade skin on her slender neck. It looks particularly eye-catching against the black background.

Zong Zhenglin changed his posture at will, lying on the rocking chair, but his peripheral vision couldn't help lingering on Mu Xiyao.

Beautiful, even more beautiful than the palace just now. An unscrupulous person exudes a demonic aura all over his body, and if there is something seductive in his hands, he becomes a flower demon who haunts men with just his gestures.

Slightly turned sideways, leaving only Zong Zhenglin's side face, his cheeks drooped slightly, all the buttons on his chest were unbuttoned, and the dark blue pocket inside was exposed from time to time during his movements.

Mu Xiyao took her time, and the snow-white catkin caressed her chest inadvertently, only to hear that Zong Zhenglin's breathing was a little faster, and a smile gradually appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Your Highness, your determination is far worse than the rumors...

Mu Xiyao just dawdled like this, and Yao Meimei slowly slid off her shoulder dress in front of Zong Zhenglin, and suddenly half of her radiant and delicate round arms were exposed.

Seeing that woman deliberately teasing her, Zong Zhenglin knew in his heart that he shouldn't be fooled by her, but his eyes didn't obey, and gradually stuck to the goblin, the more he watched, the more he felt that it wasn't enough.

"Your Highness." Mu Xiyao raised her right hand lightly, touched the back of her neck and tried to untie the tie. But this action made her dress open wide, revealing her spring color indistinctly.

"My concubine's hands are so sore, could I trouble Your Highness to help me take the ribbon behind my concubine?"

If you are really as dignified and dignified as you pretend to be, don't come here, and the concubine will naturally restrain herself and satisfy you. It's a pity that the concubine is really worried, there are many "beasts in clothes" and "sanctuary" in this world. Which one are you, Your Highness?

Mu Xiyao maintained a seductive posture, her brows and eyes were full of spring, she just stared straight at the past, her red lips were slightly parted, waiting for his reply.

Zong Zhenglin originally considered that the time was not right, so he specifically stayed away from this uncomfortable person, so as not to be tempted by her and lose self-discipline. The current situation ran counter to his original intention. The woman was just sitting there, and after a few movements, he was already passionate. Let go, an invitation for anyone to pick.

"Jiaojiao, you have never been soft-hearted when dealing with this hall." Since the little woman is deliberately flirting, why should he take care of other things and let the beauty in front of him humiliate himself.

Putting down the tome that he hadn't read from the beginning to the end, Zongzheng Lin flicked up his clothes, stood tall and tall, and walked in front of Mu Xiyao in a few steps. Looking down from the top, the scenery is really beautiful...

"Jiaojiao, have you ever been proud of getting me to come here?"

Mu Xiyao's lips were as red as blood, her eyes were half-opened and half-closed, she didn't respond to Zong Zhenglin's words, she just pulled the man to sit down, squeezed into his arms, and gently covered the man's beating heart with her right hand place.

Looking up at his eyes like ink, Mu Xiyao had only one thought in her mind: Your Highness, this concubine wants you to lose - she thinks she is willing.

"Proud. Naturally." Hooking up with Emperor Jian'an made the Lord of the World lose his mind, so why couldn't she be proud?

Three years later, the man fulfilled his promise. Then for another three years, Your Highness, I will wait to see you continue to work hard...

"My concubine is able to seduce her own man, and this man has a good reputation outside. With such ability, I am naturally very happy. Your Highness, do you think so?"

Mu Xiyao leaned softly against Zong Zhenglin's chest, and suddenly let go of the little hand covering his chest, and just bent over and pressed her lips against it.

The heart of the man under his lips was beating like a drum, and even his chest and abdomen were tense. Mu Xiyao even felt that Zong Zhenglin was trembling almost imperceptibly.

After a while, Mu Xiyao got up slowly, and could only see a bright red lip print on Mo Lan's brocade robe at the man's heart, with clear texture and sharp outline.

"Did this imprint fall into His Highness's heart?" He just raised his head and looked straight into Zongzheng Lin's phoenix eyes. The two stared at each other for a long time, lingering and tender, full of silent warmth.

Zong Zhenglin looked down at the traces left by Mu Xiyao on the brocade robe, and a hot current radiated from his chest, smearing his whole body like he was drunk, his eyes looking at Mu Xiyao were surprisingly soft.

What this woman called "her own man", Zong Zhenglin felt that only this status made him proud.

Mu Xiyao's mind-attacking technique was so powerful that he had no strength to resist, and was defeated in an instant.

"Jiaojiao in this hall really urged the goblin to die. Losing to Jiaojiao is not wronged." Zong Zhenglin couldn't help but sighed, finally unable to withstand the little woman's offensive, and was defeated for the first time in his life, but he was satisfied and willing to sink.

Mu Xiyao threw herself into his arms again, smiling very cunningly where no one could see.

Your Highness, I can hear you admit defeat, I think... very enjoyable.

I don't know if the remnant soul from the previous life is still there. If so, can I be a little relieved and stay away from her? She has a heavy task, but her life is very precious.

Mu Xiyao secretly beamed with joy, not wanting to loosen the tie behind her.

A man sighed in a low voice, "Jiaojiao, let this hall miss you..."