The Beloved Imperial Consort

Mu Xiyao was sitting and talking to Mo Lan, when she saw a woman who was described as a mess kneel neatly in front of her, kowtowed violently, and kept begging.

"Miss, please help me. There are thieves robbing civilian women in broad daylight, but the officials turned a blind eye and kicked me out of the yamen. Please protect me a little, miss." The woman kowtowed continuously, her forehead turned red.

This woman is very understanding. He directly abandoned Zong Zhenglin who was the leader by the side, and chose Mu Xiyao who was with him. Seeing that she is a woman, most women tend to soften their hearts. The second is to avoid misunderstanding and arouse Mu Xiyao's disgust.

Mu Xiyao lowered her head and thought for a while, then she understood the woman's intention. Seeing that Zong Zhenglin was only concerned about tasting tea, she asked Hui Lan to help him up and stepped aside. On the other hand, he fanned himself, waiting for the pursuers to arrive.

After a short while, two men came with seven or eight attendants, and a group of people entered the door aggressively and clamoring. The younger son had a square face, but his expression was gloomy. The middle-aged man who was half a step behind him had a greasy face. The group of people behind them all had fierce faces, they looked like thugs.

"Run, little bitch, let's see where you can go! It's a blessing you have cultivated in eight lifetimes for an ignorant thing to be favored by nobles in the capital. Now follow us immediately, otherwise your younger brother in the academy, Missing arms and legs, don't cry when the time comes!" The middle-aged man yelled as if no one was watching, then turned his head and warned Mu Xiyao and his party viciously, "This little lady should not meddle in other people's business, lest Bring trouble." He saw that Zong Zhenglin who was sitting was not easy to mess with, so he turned around and pointed at Mu Xiyao, indirectly expressing his attitude.

"Oh?" Mu Xiyao frowned, "There are only a few people that Miss Ben in Shengjing City can't mess with, who are you?" The attitude was extremely arrogant, and he played with the ink painting fan without giving a single corner of his eyes.

"Didn't it mean that everything was properly prepared along the way? Then where did these blind dogs come from?" Mu Xiyao turned her wrist and stretched out her hand to look at the recently painted armor, with a tone of complete disgust and dissatisfaction. Resistant, revealing a deep contempt.

"Miss, I'm going to ask someone to throw them out." Mo Lan was very clever, and acted according to Mu Xiyao's wishes, and she was also confident, her eyes were long and her head was arrogant, just like Mu Xiyao's.

"Little girls, you don't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth, do you know who I am? In Lincheng, ignorant women can't be allowed to run wild." The young man stared at Mu Xiyao gloomyly.

In an instant, there was a loud "pop", and everyone in the inn was startled.

Mu Xiyao did all the acting and was bullied by that young master, so she didn't care about it at all. She sat there, grabbed the cold water bottle, and threw it at her face without changing her expression. His expression was cold, his voice soft, the fan in his hand never stopped, but his words were extremely harsh.

"Hit me hard! If I lose face today, how can my Zhou family have the face to run errands for His Highness? My sister is not laughed to death in His Highness's backyard?"

Wei Zhen got Zong Zhenglin's suggestion, and all the guards "boomed" to stand up, drew their swords and prepared to fight.

"Wait a minute, misunderstanding, misunderstanding!" The middle-aged man didn't expect that all of these people were fierce and fierce, and they would draw their swords at each other if they disagreed with each other. They were more confident than the snakes on their side.

Quickly shouted loudly, "Miss, I have something to say." He pulled the young man again, and quickly said, "My young master is doing business for Mr. Yang, the magistrate of Lincheng, and he also got the will of the nobleman in Beijing. Maybe the nobleman will return I have some sympathy with your highness that the young lady said." There was a faint hint.

The middle-aged man saw Mu Xiyao as a woman, but he was very imposing, and the guards behind him were all picky, acting arrogantly to the limit, as if there was a guard of honor. Afraid of offending someone who should not be provoked, and hearing the word "His Royal Highness" in her words, he dared not act rashly, gave in, and reported himself as a family.

Has a certain His Highness or his subordinates been involved? Mu Xiyao glanced at Zong Zhenglin, and saw that the guy was still drinking tea steadily, so she stopped talking. Let you continue pretending, facial paralysis.

Mu Xiyao put back her arrogance, but she didn't soften her words at all, "Don't try to make friends here, you can't take this girl away today. If you want someone, fine, take that noble handwriting and let that Mr. Yang come to the door in person .”

Then he picked up the teacup, twisted the lid and skimmed it. "Why, do you want Miss Ben to send you off?"

The middle-aged man quickly put on a smiling face, "Miss, please don't take it to heart if you offend me today. I'll take my leave now, I'll take my leave now." Pulling the young man with a gloomy expression dripping water, he was also speculative He glanced at the woman. He couldn't catch him for the time being, so he could only lead him back in disgrace.

After getting in the way and leaving, Mu Xiyao waited for the food to be served, and started eating unceremoniously on her own, fortunately she remembered to hold a pair of chopsticks for Zong Zhenglin from time to time. Zong Zhenglin was very particular about etiquette when eating, except for peeling the shrimp for Mu Xiyao, this blinding act.

After dinner, Mu Xiyao and his party entered the guest room on the second floor. The woman was at a loss, led by Mo Lan, and stood cautiously in the middle of the room.

"Are you involved with the dignitaries in Beijing?" Mu Xiyao returned to her usual laziness, her voice was delicate and soft, without any force.

"Miss Hui, the girl grew up in Lincheng since she was a child, and her family is just an ordinary family. She has never met a certain adult. She will not have anything to do with the dignitaries in Beijing." Although the woman was frightened, she answered correctly. Organized.

"There are so many women in Lincheng, why are you the only one arrested?"

"The woman captured by the Yang family is not the only woman. It has been rumored before that the disappearance of the woman in the city is the Yang family's secret action, but there is no proof, and no one dares to stand up to confront her in Lincheng. The woman saw the opportunity early. I was lucky enough to escape. Unexpectedly, I was kicked out by the government office reporter, and then I was discovered by those two people, so I chased here." There were tears in his eyes as he spoke.

Mu Xiyao frowned, "More than one person?" Then it wasn't just a momentary whim.

"Those women who disappeared, did anyone show up later or have any news about it?"

"No. There was no news about those women after that, and even the family members who reported the incident remained silent or gradually disappeared." The woman seemed to be thinking of something terrible, and her body trembled.

After hearing this, Mu Xiyao felt that she couldn't control this matter, so she stared at His Highness Sixth Highness with curiosity and excitement in her eyes. I thought I would encounter "sell your body to bury your father" on the road, but unexpectedly it was "robbing a civilian girl". The law of time travel is really stubborn.

Zong Zhenglin has been standing on the sidelines, and now he can only lament that thanks to Yu's upbringing, otherwise, according to her temper of picking and smashing, I don't know what she will look like.

This little woman is also lying to the death, so she just got the other party's words with a few unreasonable nonsense. Thanks to her being able to act like a shrew. Zong Zhenglin thought it was very funny when he thought of the rabbit pretending to be a tiger.

Zong Zhenglin asked someone to take the woman down, and then ordered Yan Chengzhou to send them away.

"Why, is your sister the concubine of a brother in this hall?" Zong Zhenglin teased deliberately.

Mu Xiyao raised her head, and hugged Zong Zhenglin's arm with a smile, "What's so rare about that? I'm a concubine with the sharpest heart of His Highness the Sixth Prince of the capital, wouldn't it be more satisfying?" There was an undisguised pride on her small face And publicity, it made the whole face brighter.

Zong Zhenglin smiled slightly, and squeezed her palm, feeling very pleased.

Mu Xiyao glanced away from the corner of her eye, hum, my sister already knows, you're so boring!

On the other side, the middle-aged man was reporting to Master Yang about the sudden appearance of Mu Xiyao and his party. The lord thought about it for a while, and determined that there was no prince in Beijing who had a concubine or concubine surnamed Zhou. If it is concubine and concubine, it is nothing to worry about. Moreover, there are many wealthy families in Shengjing, and there is no Zhou family on the list, so they decided that Mu Xiyao was bluffing and pulled Fang Daqi at will to save people.

"That woman is just lying to you. The rich and powerful in Beijing don't have the Zhou family. Keep an eye on them and don't reveal the news. When necessary..." Master Yang is still in high spirits at this time, but he doesn't know Lin Cheng's secrets hidden in the dark. It was dug out bit by bit by His Royal Highness Yue Lai Pavilion. There is no need for him to act first, someone will come to the door and invite him to Beijing for tea.

Zong Zhenglin stayed in Lincheng for another day, looking at the secret report in his hand, his phoenix eyes shone brightly. In the fifth dynasty, he was playing the chess records slowly and leisurely, but he praised with great interest, "I don't think this concubine of your highness really played crookedly and caught a big fish."

When Zong Zhenglin heard the word "fishing" Wuxin in the fifth dynasty, he remembered a certain woman's cheating in another courtyard, and a smile appeared in his eyes.