Chapter 230 (1/2)

Zong Zhenglin galloped and stopped at the entrance of Qianxi lane. The woman sitting on the left stone step with her knees in her arms is not mu Xiyao!

The Royal horse stepped forward, and Zong Zhenglin stood high and looked down coldly.

Mu Xiyao is wrapped in a cloak and her small face is red with cold under her hood. The veil was gone, and the fox's hair was just covering her wound. Jiaoyan Xuefu, zhenshou e eyebrow, so raised his neck, blinking and smiling at him. In a pair of beautiful eyes, only his horse riding figure.

Zong Zhenglin's eyes were calm and his hand holding the reins was steady and powerful.

”Your Highness, let me wait.” The girl's voice is delicate and simple, as if with her unique flavor, soft into Zong Zhenglin's ears.

Half a quarter of an hour ago.

”Your Highness, please put my concubine down at the front lane. I need to wait for your Highness's frame. ” Mu Xiyao is grateful for Zong Zhengming's maintenance today. At this time, it is out of courtesy to ask him to stop the car, which is embarrassing.

”Are you so sure that Zong Zhenglin will abandon that woman and come to you?” Zong Zhengming's expression was light, and he did not see joy and anger.

”I believe your highness will not ignore me.” Mu Xiyao has a lot of trust in Zong Zhenglin on his face, but he is really thinking about something else in his heart.

Zong Zhenglin is sure to arrive, but not to meet her, but to seek her out.

At this time, if you don't get off the bus and wait for Zong Zhenglin to find it in person, the scene will never look good at that time. Zong Zhengming has helped her a lot. There is no need to drag him into the water.

”You have a great faith in him. Well, in that case, it's up to you. Only one guard must be left to watch from a distance, otherwise the woman will be unstable outside. If there's a contingency, it's better to send someone. ”

Zong Zhengming was thoughtful, and Mu Xiyao sincerely thanks him. After saluting, he gathered up and went to the roadside to wait.

Watching her choose the stone steps under the eaves of the alley, Zong Zhengming chin first put the curtain. The carriage slowly drove away a few feet away. Zong Zhengming lifted the window and looked back from afar.

Mu Xiyao was already sitting on the bottom of the blue slate. He stretched out his hand and pounded his legs and feet. He looked up at the sky with his neck up. His mouth seemed to be murmuring something, as if thinking about the time.

If she looks like this, where can see is the prince's mansion side imperial concubine. Zong Zhengming couldn't help smiling.

It's already so when it's quiet. Isn't it more headache to toss it up? No wonder Zong Zhenglin was so furious that he couldn't stand his good temper when he met this woman. What's more, he has never been a patient Lord.

Now Zong Zhenglin comes to him, and Mu Xiyao looks up at the visitors. Seeing his Highness's eyes cold and hesitant, he finally let go of his arms and hands, and raised his arms to the man sitting on his horse.

”Your Highness, it's freezing outside. How about taking my concubine back to the house If you are ill, I have no complaints. Just to avoid your anger, let you distract, with worry.

Mu Xiyao realized that he could not escape his punishment this time. With the awareness of punishment, he was not afraid of his cold face. The worst thing is that she can't get out after three or two months.

Zong Zhenglin gazed at her for a moment. His eyes moved away from her. The reins in his hand were only raised, and the horse turned slowly.

Mu Xiyao's arms were lost and her eyes were wide open. What does that mean? Zong Zhenglin plans to leave by himself and leave her alone?

Zong Zhenglin was stunned by her expression, and her coldness was more serious. Did she think she would beat the horse and leave her alone? Today, Mu Xiyao can't understand.

Even if she was abandoned, Mu Xiyao did not want to leave him.

Just in doubt, Mu Xiyao's eyes are a flower, waist has been entangled by the whip, has not had time to respond, the person has been in the air. Then he fell again in front of Zong Zhenglin and swayed twice.

Mu Xiyao is in a state of shock. She grabs Zong Zhenglin's arm so easily that she can stabilize her body. Only then does she realize that her small buttocks are hurt and numb.

When was Zong Zhenglin so rude! Mu Xiyao stroked her buttocks and glared at him. Just now, he was submissive and disappeared.

”It's just like that. If you have the courage to steal out of the house and mingle with men, you should be so arrogant. ”