Chapter 59 (2/2)
In Dan Ruo yuan, Zong Zhenglin hugs Mu Xiyao and slowly tells her about it.
The Kong family had been encouraged by the maid in the yard, but Zhang had a son earlier than himself, so he waited for Zhang on the road and took the opportunity to use medicine. It is also known as ”Pian Yao”.
However, the Kong family was so stupid that even the maid who had been around for two years didn't know the root of the matter. He was so good that he didn't die among the three second-class maids. He promoted a nail planted by a great prince, and the powder came from this. However, the intended target was not the fetus in Zhang's womb, but Chengqing, the eldest son of Zong Zhenglin.
As for the bodyguard, he was from his hometown with a servant in the prince's house. He was very careful to meet him on weekdays. Don't want to be found by the prince, take his good to blackmail. Forced that bodyguard had to back the Lord, secretly to Zhang's tea under the ”Xizi huaizhu.”.
The prince intended to use Zhang's chess piece to disturb Zong Zhenglin's backyard. It was better to set up a scam and pull in two or three women to let emperor Cheng of yuan see how the old six was restless in his back house and could not be used for important purposes.
Mu Xiyao leans in Zong Zhenglin's arms and listens to the man's deep sarcasm. Her beautiful eyes are full of sharpness.
Since Zong Zhengchun dares to attack his son, Mu Xiyao is not a bully.
The only thing that can boast about is his military achievements. Mu Xiyao has always been resolute in fighting snakes and seven inches.
The best way to fight back is to let that man who is younger than him become a king and be knighted.
As for the crown prince, Zong Zhenglin would deal with it. She didn't name her name and name. She didn't have the pleasure to rob Zong Zhenglin.Mu side imperial concubine thought of those two not to worry, and looked at their own man's calm, smiling slightly.
”Your Highness, I see that the crown prince and the eldest prince treat you very kindly.” Mu Xiyao picked up a wisp of Zong Zhenglin's sideburns and gently swept the side of his neck with the tip of his hair.
”Naughty.” Zong Zhenglin caught the little woman's bad catkin, took people to the front of the body, raised her dazzling small face, and saw her face calculating, smiling sweet and greasy.
It has been half a month since the two dancers entered the palace. After being examined and agreed by the concubine, they finally got the chance to dance in front of the hall.
The woman of Dai Gong leans on the side of Li Gong's chair and leans on the side of Li Gong's chair.
The news was released yesterday that Mu Xiyao would hold a banquet for Zong Zhenglin to have fun, and specially called the dancer to perform. The women in the backyard could not sit still. Today, she came together with red willows and green flowers. Even Zhang, who was pregnant for three months, was unwilling to be lonely. She held her servant girl's hand and sat down at the head of the concubine of the Tang Dynasty.
People looked at the following two dancers after the side imperial concubine's teaching, as expected, amorous feelings, hook people soul.
The two women's scarves covered their faces, lifted their hips and twisted their hips, and a crystal chain hung around their waists, swaying with their posture, reflecting the brilliance. The slim waist style of the two is exquisite, and the bra under the translucent gauze dress is looming. There is no doubt that the gully in front of the chest is highlighted during the ups and downs of the movement.
Mu Xiyao sighs to herself that the people chosen by Zong Zhengchun live up to the dancing clothes she painted.
The two women's skills are extremely solid. They are enchanted by their desire to speak when they raise their hands and feet. It is obvious that they have been specially trained.
As vulgar as Zong Zhengchun, he has such an ability to appreciate. I'm afraid that men are naturally gifted in eroticism and have profound skills. Even Zong Zhenglin, who has always been a loner, knows his way well and enjoys it.
Looking at Zong Zhenglin's attention to the dancing beauty, Mu Xiyao chuckles.
”How is the beauty, your highness?” His eyes are dark, laughing at Zong Zhenglin, he can see into God.
The big hand pinches her under the cover of wide sleeves, ”care?” Staring at the way she complained, he didn't stop.
”These two women know martial arts.” Zong Zhenglin bit Mu Xiyao's earlobe in a low voice.