Chapter 280 (1/2)

In the curtain curtain, the dim yellow candle light reflects Mu Xiyao's ruddy face and delicate body.

Zong Zhenglin patted her on the back. Her eyes were closed and her breath was slow. Mu Xiyao's head is placed in his chest, listening to the man's heartbeat sound strong and powerful, calm and steady. It's ShouSui. When she sleeps, her eyelids fight. Zong Zhenglin doesn't stick to the rules. He just carries her into the room to change clothes and wash.

At this moment, the two people have enough to sleep, but after the net face, they wake up a lot.

Her body is covered with red brand-new 100 sons and thousands of grandchildren quilt, and the bed sheet is her favorite variety of peony flowers. This is a lucky picture, at night take out the bed incense, compared with the red room around, always feel there is something wrong. After a while, it suddenly occurred to me that she had disobeyed her ancestral system.

This quilt cover, however, is not what she can use. Why didn't Zong Zhenglin mention something when they were discussing Until now lying in bed, Mu Xiyao still remembers this matter.

”Your Highness, I have never thought of keeping up with the hellens.” When the primary design, if she remember correctly, the whole book, where there is Xiangfei color quilt? It is almost a straight line of red, in addition, it is bright yellow and dark gold. This makes her neglect of the past, looking at the festive flowers and colors, full of interest in Zong Zhenglin pointed to the style.

Now think of it, that book is Zong Zhenglin brought into the house, is also the man urged her to pick the color.

Listening to her murmur, Zong Zhenglin was still lying still with his eyes closed. After a long time, he began to speak lazily.

”I will give it to you on the new year's day.” Although the position can not make up for, the cost does not need to be deducted. As far as the ancestral system is concerned, Zong Zhenglin has broken many of his own. In addition, for the sake of Mu Xiyao, there are only two more.

Mu Xiyao lies in front of him. It is impossible to guess this one even though you may think about it.

Your highness, you are the prince, and I have not heard that you can give you this grace. Even emperor Cheng of the Yuan Dynasty didn't see any of them appreciating people's ancestral rules.

”Don't think about it. It's the same with Chengqing's clothes.”

Can that be the same? He is your son and his grandson. The concubine is very fond of him. When he sees him, he often laughs.

is trying to inquire into boss that he can clean up his eyes. When it comes to the mouth, it can't come out in any case. What's more, she took the place of bedding, which only made Mu Xiyao feel ashamed and angry.

This afternoon, he followed Zong Zhenglin out of the door until Xu Shi returned to his house. And accompanied Cheng Qing to have fun for some time, but now, she only forgot the most embarrassing thing.

Her clothes seem to be sticky and wet. How can I ask her to talk about this

”Why can't I sleep?” I just yawned, but I can't be quiet now. Zong Zhenglin slowly opened his eyes, and then he saw that the little woman was blushing under his eyelids. It was obvious that she was ashamed.

Feng eyes swept her expression, Zong Zhenglin's eyes narrowed.

”How about it?” It is rare for mu Xiyao to be so manipulative. No matter how awkward, she would hum twice to show her dissatisfaction. What's the meaning of being buried in silence?

”Jiaojiao.” For the third time, the voice was tough.