Chapter 297 (1/2)

”Your Highness, how did you succeed?” Mu Xiyao is curious and ready to move. The martial arts practitioners are as good as Zong Zhenglin. Can they be just as sick as Zong Zhenglin? Fever is not warm, not fire, forehead heat, but fall very fast.

To say that Zong Zhenglin avoided the prince's muddy water by ”respecting the body”, Mu Xiyao was not believed by thousands. This man is very smart, not so small to lose big, for a Zong Zhenghui out of this bad strategy.

Small hands climb up his face, go to the dregs, people handsome to shake her eyes. Touching the cheek, the forehead, and then the side of the neck, there was no method, but Zong Zhenglin did not stop.

Mu Xiyao is more sure that the man is very sick. If the cold can be so ”micro manipulation”, how much can she do.

At least the Empress Dowager's recitation of sutras, even if she can't wipe away the affection, it is appropriate to add points.

”Jiaojiao, don't make a bad idea.”

The little woman knelt on the side of her body, half of her body was leaning on his chest. Her hands were red and crisp, and the flesh was soft. This scale, if there was one, sent a warm fragrance into his heart. See her Mou son is not honest, one eye guesses this woman flowery.

”You can't do it if you don't have great skills. With the help of Yugu's medicinal effect, she barely had the effect. ” The big palm covered her disorderly little hand, which was meaningful in her eyes. ”Especially delicate, it is able to, and this hall will guard against it in advance.”

Without these crooked doors, he had a headache. I'm afraid the prince's house will not be peaceful for a moment.

Have been detested Mu Xiyao droops his head and takes out the small hand that he has pressed down, and his strength is unbearable.

”Your Highness?”

”Be good. Ben has been delayed. ” Do not call her mischievous, Zong Zhenglin caught her catkin, folded his hands and wrapped her delicate palm.

Palm slightly has crisp hemp, hot, scratch her heart some to make pruritus. It was the man who was taking care of her pulse. Every day before, and never interrupted. If it wasn't for the discomfiture, most of them would have gone.

”Your Highness, when you don't attack me, you treat me fairly well.” He is a little embarrassed by Xiyao. This woman is uncomfortable. According to her meaning, this is thanks.

Zong Zheng Lin looked up at her, and in her eyes she laughed and attracted the pink cheeks of Mu Xi Yao.

”I cried once, but I was ashamed.”

The most gratifying thing for the two masters to be reconciled is to serve them closely. Wei Zhen is so happy that she provokes Mu Xiyao's eyes that she didn't notice.

As soon as I looked at it, I immediately thought of something important.

After serving Zong Zhenglin at night, he asked people to remove the Kang Table, kicked his embroidered shoes, and climbed up to his side.

Hand in arm, Mu Xiyao raised his head, full of hope.

”Your Highness, how would you like me to match your servant girl?” This matter has been in my mind for too long. I can't do it all the time. I always feel that I can't be practical.

Before leaving the mansion, it happened to be heard that her maid, Zhu Tan, had been betrothed to the cashier's office. When you get to her, you can't fall behind.

Zong Zhenglin stroked her hair and half hugged people waiting for her unfinished words. It's not just a casual remark to please him.

”Did you give Wei Zhen to my wife, Mo LAN?” The little one is very happy. It's like he's promised, and good things are done.

Zong Zhenglin eyebrow heart a frown, look at her look again, do not seem to play.

”Jiao Jiao knows Wei Zhen's life experience?”

”Nature knows. It's the eldest grandson of the four houses of the Duke of Wei. There is a Laozi who is greedy for flowers and lusts, spoils my concubine and destroys his wife. I don't care for the son who comes out of the main room, but he is very tight to his aunt and concubine. He forced his wife to death and let his son be poisoned by the women in the backyard three or four times. This kind of man is the most despised by my concubine! ”

It's good to be jealous of evil as a foe, but it's a pity that Zong Zhenglin is better than Laozi Wei Zhen. Mu Xiyao's mouth is quick, the exit only then to realize that unintentionally again offended this Lord's head. Six Royal Highness eye color one heavy, Mu Xiyao immediately returned to taste son.

”What my concubine said are all men with no ability. You can't make a big deal in a lifetime if you're stumbling over a woman. Your highness, you are not among them. ” The more you say, the more you feel guilty, the less confident you are, and the less your voice is.

The more black the description is, the less skilled Mu Xiyao is.

Zong Zhenglin glanced at her. She was such a nice girl. She felt ashamed that she had the qualification to be a disaster. The appearance is barely enough, the disposition is I don't care.

”If you know his life experience, you should know that the Duke of Wei, if you don't say what Duke Wei is like, is his father's brother, and he can't agree with him.” On the Duke of Wei, the three legs stand at the top, and the four rooms stand out. Wei Jingan's son has been thought of for a long time. Not to mention Wei Zhen's ability, is to pay attention to his status as a servant, and there are not a few people with red eyes.

What's more, between the rooms, there are all kinds of intrigues.

To match a servant girl, the difference of family status is far from the world. Mu Xiyao's plan is great.

”Can you give me a word?” It's a pity that boss has not yet ascended the throne. Otherwise, who dares to answer the edict of emperor Jian'an? Mu Xiyao has some regrets.