Chapter 347 Zhuang Zhou

He called Ye Kai to get a basin of hot water and wiped soap locusts on his hands. After washing hands, the medicine powder deliberately contaminated by the woman was finally removed. When she is about to die, that's why she let her guard down and showed her feet?

Wanshi... In his memory, the figure of this person is so faint that there is almost no trace of it.

To be able to make enemies with the Helian family, the status should not be much lower. Otherwise, he wouldn't have the guts to hold a grudge and seek revenge. Being able to stretch out his hand in front of Zong Zhenglin involuntarily, the intimacy faintly revealing in this movement cannot be ignored. At least, that man had spoiled her for a while in his previous life. Such a person is obviously not an unknown person.

In her previous life, Mu Xiyao was weak and deceitful, and spent most of her life in a daze. In the end, she was still completely submerged in the dark and dark battles in the harem at the end of Zhang and eighteen. During the period, there were also times when she was sick and recuperating, but it was impossible not to get the slightest word about such a major event as the promotion of the harem.

Since Wan Shi looks like a transparent person in her mind, then the person who just appeared in front of her... fingered the back of her neck, and along the lace woven by Ge Yunsi, slowly pulled out the jade pendant that she had been wearing close to her body by her lapel.

The same is the dove occupying the magpie's nest, but the origin is slightly different. Wan Shi, who is the soul wrapped in the skin?

I felt a little bit in my heart, the news was too shocking, as if she had overlooked something crucial.

"You value this jade pendant so much? This palace rewarded Jiaojiao, and I have never seen you take it seriously." When I entered the room, I saw her standing alone in the corner, with her head down, her eyes fixed on the piece of jade pendant on her neck that never left her body. Qingyu was alone in a daze.

With his big hands around her waist, Mu Xiyao temporarily withdrew her thoughts from Wan Shi's body, and when she rolled her eyes, she unconsciously smiled.

"Your Highness, you returned the sachet made by my concubine last time. This time, you still haven't been able to improve." The boss actually disliked her baby. It's getting cooler.

"However, the few pieces you gave to my concubine are all high-quality warm jades. How can I not care about them? They are all carefully stored and locked in a small private treasury." No one wears two jades around their necks. Life is of the utmost importance, she can accept valuable things in exchange for silver envoys.

Turning around and leaning into his arms, the whole person stood awkwardly, as if he was too lazy and boneless. "The shoes are bad, and my legs are sore after standing for a long time." Then he hooked his neck, closed his eyes and swayed coquettishly.

Even if she also holds the hole card, with the support of the boss, she will win anyway. What's more, Wan Shi's actions today are like a poisonous snake hidden under the water swimming to the shore by itself. Exposing Qicun like this made her see it clearly.

The shoes are bad, so I have the face to scream. Last time, the pair of embroidered shoes with hundreds of pieces on them was borrowed by this woman to provoke him. If he hadn't been hooked so hard by the goblin, he wouldn't have wrinkled the satin.

Holding her little buttocks, she led her to the front and sat down behind the desk. "Master."

What? Just come back and call her? Buried his little head in Zong Zhenglin's arms, he muffled his excuses and refused. "The ankle is sore, the legs are still shaking, and the arms are not stable. The most important thing is that the eyelids are fighting."

Being disturbed by Wan's lunch break, I can't be more at ease when I hug him at this time. He yawned delicately and was about to fall asleep.

He stroked the top of her hair, and put the thin blanket beside her on her body. "Did you delay just now?" The little man showed sleepiness on his face, his eyes were dazed, and his petite appearance was extremely delicate. The cat-like milk tugged at the hem of his clothes, muttered, "The woman in your house is annoying." Then she fluttered her eyelashes and closed her eyes, falling into a deep sleep.

Annoying, yes. With her around, the house is the most annoying, and others are not as good as her. As for Mu Xiyao impatiently mentioning that person, His Highness the Sixth Highness paid no attention to it.

In the military tent, only a single suit is already warm. Holding her in his arms, Zong Zhenglin held the pen in his right hand, reading the secret newspaper with extreme concentration. She didn't want to use "serving the mill" as an excuse to have a detailed discussion with him, so he did as she wanted. Such a cunning thing doesn't see any benefit, and it doesn't even bother to move.

Unfolding the report sent by the dark guard just now, Zong Zhenglin flipped through it very quickly, and his face was already cloudy.

Mr. Liang from the Liang family in Shengjing only paid a visit to Zongzhenghan's mansion, and after returning, his attitude towards sister Mu Xiyao changed drastically. Not only did he ask Liang Youzhao to be punished with a monk's staff, and beat him almost to a limp, but also the two noble concubines who decided to carry him into Liang's house were married separately. Except for the first few concubines when Mu Xicheng married into the Liang family, all the other concubines were kicked out of the house.

The phoenix's eyes suddenly became serious, and according to the speculation of the Fifth Dynasty, Zong Zhenghan didn't have such a delicate thought, it should be the idea of ​​the concubine Helian in his house. The reason is very simple, women take private revenge, they would rather tie up Mu Xiyao's first sister to live in the Liang family for the rest of their lives, than see her natal family live a comfortable life.

Can't you see the little girl at ease? His Highness the Sixth Highness' short-sightedness came to the fore, and his temper followed. A tooth for a tooth, Zong Zhenglin has never been soft-hearted towards women.

Helian's family was at odds with that woman, there was always someone she cared about. The words are so strong that the back of the paper, the Sixth Highness's two-line approval is enough to make Helian Weirui suffer a lot.

Concubine Helian never imagined that under Mu Xiyao's subtle influence, there was no need for her to speak, and Zong Zhenglin would also interfere in such a small matter. Mu Xiyao didn't know about this matter at all, and while she was sleeping soundly, she was mercilessly suppressed by His Highness the Sixth Highness, who suppressed her back with the force of thunder.

The fingertips touched the corners of her lips. Originally, she loved her pair of cut pupils with autumn water, but because of the cover-up, her beauty was damaged. Now there is only Xiaozui waiting for him.

He licked her lips lightly, not about eroticism, just thinking about being intimate with her. The other thing that was secretly reported was that she had taken a fancy to the "Mr. Accountant" before, and since she followed him to Liuzhou, her several actions were very eye-catching. That man has been selected by the Fifth Dynasty, and a few days ago, he wrote to want to take him under his command. At the beginning, she recommended it with a gambling contract, but now she doesn't need it. That person was kind enough, he insisted that her master, whom she only met once, nod before she could enter the mansion as a servant with peace of mind.

"You are good at buying people's hearts." The man murmured in a low voice, in this solemn military tent, there was a rare tenderness in his words.

"How?" She didn't sleep soundly at night, so she just waited for any troubles in the main tent, so that she could rush over to express her concern. In front of His Highness, you must try your best to appear virtuous and sensible. Wan Jingwen believed that Tang Yiru would be able to do it easily as long as she was given a chance.

The hourglass pointed to the third watch at this moment. Zhu Jin put his hands in his hands and wrapped himself in a small jacket. He lifted a small stool to guard the edge of the hanging curtain in front of the military tent. Occasionally, I stretched out my hand to slightly open a gap, and looked around. Except for the sergeant on duty who walked by occasionally, there was a pile of torches that burned particularly glaringly at night. The master asked several times about the movement of the main tent, but there was nothing.

Holding a warm woman in his arms, he rushed over with a very low voice. "Master, it's very safe outside, since His Highness's side has turned off the lights, there has been no sound."

How could it be like this... Wan Jingwen lifted the quilt and half sat up, with her arms around her knees, she couldn't figure it out. Was the medicine ineffective, or was the woman aware of it early?

It's a pity that Mrs. Zhang was sent back to Xicheng by His Royal Highness, otherwise... there was unwillingness in her eyes. Try it on her, and you won't be able to know the name of this matter immediately.

The worst thing now is that not only did the woman not take the medicine, but even when talking to her at noon, because she was too convinced of the efficacy of the medicine, she was unguarded against her.

What she said, if that woman incited the flames a little in front of Zong Zhenglin... Wan Jingwen couldn't help but tighten her folded arms.

No, this matter is not over! If the man hadn't summoned her for questioning tomorrow morning, then there is still a chance. Originally, he planned to let this woman disappear in Xicheng without anyone noticing, but now it seems that he can't wait. That woman is by no means a fuel-efficient lamp. With the remarks at noon, I don't know how many right and wrong will be born in the future.

It's all her fault that she couldn't hold back for a moment and did such a stupid thing! Wan Jingwen was filled with remorse, and her pupils staring at the soft gauze tent in front of her gradually became empty. The movements were a little stiff, and he stretched out his hand to loosen the chiseled copper hook. With a blank face, he pulled the brocade quilt back and lay down on his back to sleep.

Zhu Jin was taken to Zhang's side to sleep on the brocade couch by her. In the middle of the night, she always felt that someone was covering the quilt and whispering on the other side of the screen. I also felt that I was sleeping in a daze, and my master was alone, maybe it was just talking in my sleep occasionally.

With a tired look, he finally fell into a dream.

The delicate-faced woman was leisurely fanning the palace fan, and was feeding the discus fish that came as a tribute from the South China Sea in the pavilion in the imperial garden. Behind him, the maid of honor served a plate of washed Jingtao. The fruit of Yinhong is placed in a blue and white porcelain dish, the stems are oily green, and there is still water vapor. Just looking at it will whet your appetite and make you want to move your fingers.

"Your Majesty, I heard that this jingtao is only rewarded by the empress and virtuous concubines other than in our palace. It is not even found at the concubine's place. It can be seen that the emperor really loves you." The little girl smiled and said. I can't hide my pride and joy.

As the palace fan knocked on her forehead, the woman suddenly smiled. The face is beautiful and bright, three points more beautiful than the begonias blooming in the imperial garden. "How many times have I taught it, but I can't control my mouth outside."

"What is it that makes you laugh?" A tall and handsome man came up the stairs, wearing a black crown suit with dragon patterns embroidered on it, bright yellow and dazzling.

"My concubine pays respects to the emperor." With a smile on his face, he bowed politely before he shook hands and sat down in front of the mast rail.

"Don't like Jingtao?"

"I like it. I just haven't had time to taste it. The emperor happened to be here. Why don't you taste it with my concubine?" He picked a big and plump one, folded the stem for him and put it to his lips.

She didn't want to, but he held her finger instead, and finally the Jingtao got into her own mouth. It's sweet and delicious, but it's not as good as her heart seems to be smeared with honey.

In the gazebo of the imperial garden, a petite woman nestled in the arms of a man, talking about the lively affairs in the palace with a happy face. The always stern emperor above his head occasionally nodded and approached her neck to make fun of him. Looking from a distance, the two are intimate and harmonious.

In the blink of an eye, it was Yu who was alone in the white mist, her feet slipped, and her body suddenly stepped into the air.

"Your Majesty!" Exclaiming, she suddenly woke up from her dream, Wan Jingwen caressed her undulating chest, and Zhu Jin asked anxiously before the bed collapsed, but she never heard a word.

Staring blankly at the gauze above her head, she reached out to touch her side. I still remember the firm and warm chest in the dream, but in the end, I got nothing more than an empty sleeping pillow.