The Beloved Imperial Consort

In front of the woman micro squint eyes, hazy dense, neck small head slightly shaking shaking, pulling his skirt delicate hiccups. "I have always known that you have a bad temper. What's more Why, I want to ask you why you are here Pulling people closer, dissatisfied with the shaking in front of him, hands clapped on his side face, and finally nodded with satisfaction. "You don't stop."

Holding her firmly, Zong Zhenglin knew for the first time that the drunken Mu Xiyao was so bold.

"A lonely temper?" After getting drunk, the gall gets fatter. Is that how she arranges him?

"It's not only bad, but also cruel. With your strength, you beat people. "

Zong Zhenglin's face was a little strained. "I didn't remember when I hurt you alone?" Little heartless thing!

"Of course. Which time you want to treat my concubine badly, I don't immediately seize your tail. " Very proud, holding his cheek and kissing him. He made a man happy and jumped up and bit him on the chin. "It's great to have a good face."

The fingers climbed up the bridge of his nose and rubbed happily. "The bridge of the nose is very good. It's really nice to have a son. For the sake of my son, I have to marry such a son. "

Completely did not have the rule, word by word was heard in the ear by the man, the face was ugly, more heavy than the night behind him. Holding her shoulder will pull people far away, Phoenix eyes staring at her wantonly shouting, a moment later, but the eyebrows raised, the voice suddenly eased down.

"Are you happy in the palace?" Small things are usually cunning. Although they are irritated after being drunk, they are telling the truth.

"Still, we have to guard against it." He twisted his neck around. He looked like a thief and learned like a thief. "It's just a piece of fat in the palace. You can't let him fly when you get to the mouth."

A point in Zong Zhenglin's forehead, the disgraceful woman's drinking capacity is now open to challenge, riotous. Pointing at "fat meat", people are still silly and happy.

Take a deep breath, it is easy to control the anger, can't help her to add fuel to the fire.

"Very well, very good indeed." The prince has never been so popular in his life. Turning over and putting her on her lap, she was about to start, but she was suddenly shocked by the woman's loud voice.

"Zong Zhenglin, you should dare to touch my aunt's hair today. Don't think that if I like you, I won't smoke you!" The legs and feet struggling in the air were busy and frantic.

How the outside people are afraid, not to mention, but inside the situation is extremely strange.

The man's half raised palms suddenly stopped, and the blue veins in his forehead suddenly rose, but how could he not go down. This call him hate and love words, clearly is her bold attack, but the heart was hit by the three words instantly, full of.

It was so easy to take her back to her arms. The wild woman was so wild that she could hardly be tamed.

"Like solitude?" With her head on, men care about this thing most.

"No more?" If she was cleaned up too much on weekdays, she was so drunk that she didn't know what kind of posture to be beaten. The woman still had to remember clearly.

"Well." No matter how much annoyed she is, she still looks pretty. The prince felt that he was not worthy of being angry with this woman. Will be in the arms, staring at her small mouth eyes color, dark as ink.

In the blink of an eye, it changed. She was as wild as a lioness before, and now she is pursing her lips high and twisting her body at him. "Kiss me and you'll hear it." It's long gone. It's not easy to say "fat meat" without pointing to him.

The prince's Royal Highness in the deep eye color, takes the silk test, slowly bends down to stick her small mouth son.

Yeah? It's fragrant and smooth. It tastes delicious.

Being teased unconsciously by a woman, Zong Zhenglin's eyes narrowed and coaxed her to speak softly.

Holding his ear in front of his eyes, he raised his neck and spat out heat. "I like it a little bit."

I don't know the weight of this when I am drunk. Sober Prince Ye is suddenly fastening her waist, pupil eyes micro can not be observed trembling.

She has been in my mind for many days, sometimes, because she is willing.

Then he leaned over to kiss her eyebrows and eyes, and the man was seduced and gazed at her. He loved her very much. "Say it again."

The forehead is very comfortable, warm and soft, with fragrance. "Yes." Being loved by Zong Zhenglin, the woman has no idea that his highness is looking now. Her forehead is comfortable and her response is very straightforward.

"Good boy." In the waterside pavilion by the lake, the man sighed and hugged the man tightly. The wound on the back of her hand, which she had just scratched, was still bloody, and her mood was quite different.

Seeing her highness holding people down the steps, mother Zhao and others rushed forward, and they were afraid of it. When he got closer, he was surprised to see his Highness's eyes and eyebrows stretching, especially the action of gently slapping the master's back, which was surprisingly soft.

Just then that cry Why is it not the same as the present situation?

I don't have the courage to figure out the reason. I'm afraid to carry the lantern and be careful when I'm on duty. A glimpse of his Highness's master in his arms is really drunk.

Fang walked out a few steps, and everyone's heart was immediately raised by the restless man behind him."Zong Zheng Lin"

It's broken! Mother Zhao's wrists trembled. She only felt that this time this evening was a fight to stop people.

"Zong Zhenglin!" Followed by another cry. Consciousness has long been unclear, and we simply ignore whether there is a response. He only buried his head and found a comfortable posture. What he could not forget was that he was still buried in the bottom of his heart and was always on guard.

"To live, to have a son for you. How about another one? "

The Ruo Lan who followed him was unstable and almost tripped over the stone steps. If it was not for Huilan's help in a hurry, I would not know if the master would have saved their lives.

Mother Zhao had been practicing in the palace for most of her life. At this time, she only felt cold sweat. In the past, those emergency methods were not easy to use.

Master, you also know that you want to live, but you should stop and stop and go to sleep.

The more frightened a group of people in Huiyi palace were, the worse their wishes were.

"Go back and have a son!" A low cry, even small hands are not honest.

When calling him a taboo, Zong Zhenglin's face was deep and his eyes were staring at her, which was hard to understand. There was no answer, but she called for a second time.

She gradually got to know her temper when she was drunk. If you don't want to kill her, this woman will try her best to mix with you. Must follow her to brush hair, still have to coax to say good words, drunk also with the ancestor like can not be wronged.

If she wants to talk, you just ignore it, and this woman can say it by herself. If she doesn't respond for a long time, she just reads it a few times. If she answered her request, the little woman would smile sweetly for a long time. Until suddenly think of another out, and then entangle with you.

On the green stone path, a group of people hung their heads and walked in silence. Mother Zhao, as the steward of Huiyi palace, was really afraid at the moment.

It is no longer desirable to invite favor in the harem. Calling for a son in a clear voice is simply It's unlucky to say that if you get into the cold, it's strong to protect your life.

Worry has become futile, I hope that the master son does not regard the master as the greedy man who is waiting for his offspring.

He was holding his heart high, but when he heard that he had never made a sound since he came out of the pavilion, he suddenly said something.

"You are the only one."

Drunk so confused, the heart is still his blood. Zong Zhenglin's heart was very hot, and he held her tightly.