The Beloved Imperial Consort

"Didn't I ask you to stay here?" Zong Zhengming hesitated, frowned and rolled his eyes at her, and continued on his way.

Seeing the embarrassment on the woman's face, Mu Xiyao followed behind, seeming to explain a few words in a low voice, and gradually walked away coquettishly.

"Master, that's His Royal Highness's favorite concubine, who just became concubine concubine not long ago."

Mu Xiyao recalled the hatred in the woman's eyes and stared for a moment.

"Chunlan Ruolan, the two of you will go to the fifth prince's mansion tomorrow to ask to see the third young lady, and you will say that I, as an older sister, miss you a lot."

"Yes, master." The two quickly agreed, and later they had to go to Nanny Gui to discuss the gift for tomorrow.

When Zong Zhenglin returned home in the afternoon, he saw Mu Xiyao sleeping soundly with Cheng Qing. The little guy put his fists by his mouth, curled up into a ball, his little head was resting on Mu Xiyao's shoulders, and his mouth was drooling.

After pulling the quilt for the mother and son, Zong Zhenglin lay down on the bamboo couch not far away to take a nap.

When Mu Xiyao woke up, she heard Cheng Qing shouting excitedly outside, babbling and pestering his father to play with him. Thinking of how the two father and son got along, Mu Xiyao had a headache.

Cheng Qing is only 9 months old. Although he learned to sit, stand and crawl earlier than other children, and his body has grown strong, he is still under one year old. Being picked up by his father like throwing a ball into the sky all day long, he was so happy that she didn't even want to take over. This brat was dishonest since he was a child. Could it be that Zong Zhenglin was also so honest when he was a child?

Looking at her swollen abdomen, Mu Xiyao is extremely looking forward to having a daughter this time. Another kid, she felt that with Zong Zhenglin's upbringing, she might have to bring out another savage.

"Are you awake?" Zong Zhenglin entered the room with Cheng Qing in his arms, his dignity intact.

Looking at the two very similar handsome faces, Mu Xiyao felt soft in her heart.

He coughed lightly, and praised him very dog-leggedly, "Your Highness is extremely handsome today." After taking advantage of it, he quickly flattered her, the more sleazy the better. Mu Xiyao twisted her body staringly, and sold the sticky paste on the man.

His Highness the Sixth Highness had a beautiful woman in his arms, so he didn't care about Chengqing's son, he just put his son in the crib, hugged Mu Xiyao and came over and kissed him passionately.

"Would you like to attend the wedding?" Zong Zhenglin guessed that with Mu Xiyao's temperament, he would definitely not be willing to attend the ceremony. Zong Zhenglin wouldn't believe her if she could watch other women enter the mansion with dignity and integrity without any temper.

"No." Mu Xiyao shook her head in disgust. Let her take the initiative to go up to find uncomfortable, no way!

"Then obediently stay in Danruo Garden and don't run around. There are many guests that day, so take care of yourself."

Mu Xiyao rubbed against Zong Zhenglin's chest, of course she had to take care of it. She still wants to be proud of her belly, doesn't she?

The next day Chunlan got the news from outside the palace and immediately reported it.

"Is Xiting happy?" Mu Xiyao said in surprise, Youxi didn't know to send a message, and she asked someone to ask?

"Master, the third lady said that the time is still short, and she planned to send you a letter after March."

Mu Xiyao frowned slightly when she thought of Zong Zhengming's backyard. The fifth prince and concubine is an honest person with little ability. The side concubine Mo Wanqing thinks very highly of herself, and would not put down her face to embarrass a concubine. Mu Xiyao didn't like the other people, especially the new side concubine and that concubine who had just entered the mansion.

"Can you bring the words?"

"Returning to Master, this slave will tell Miss San everything according to your wishes. It seems that Miss San is very caring, so Master can rest assured."

Mu Xiyao nodded and made people back off. It's better to be as I think, otherwise this mansion might be tricky again.

On June 11th of the thirteenth year of Zhang He, His Royal Highness Zong Zhenglin got married, and married Helian Shi Minmin, a noble daughter of the aristocratic family, as his concubine.

This time, Zong Zhenglin strictly followed the wedding ceremonies of the prince of the Great Wei, and went to the palace to kneel down three times and kowtow nine times to the Empress Dowager Yuan Chengdi Concubine Shu. He also personally led the guards to the Helian Mansion to marry the eldest lady of the Helian Mansion with eight sedan chairs. After that, sixty banquets were held in the prince's mansion in the palace to entertain the guests. It was not until Haishi that he was surrounded by everyone and entered the bridal chamber.

After making a fuss, Zong Zhenglin saw that there were only two of them left in the new house, so he took off his coat and wanted to call someone to wait on him.

"Your Highness, can I allow my concubine to serve you?" Helian Minmin forced himself to be calm, but his face was blushing. He stepped forward to take the big red wedding gown from Zong Zhenglin's hand, and tidied up the same bright red wedding gown as himself and put it together.

Seeing her move, Zong Zhenglin's eyes flickered slightly. He also noticed that she was a little cautious, pondered for a moment, and only ordered lightly, "Let someone prepare water for a bath." After that, he sat on the cool chair and closed his eyes to rest. Those few brothers took good care of him and took turns drinking, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

After the two of them took a bath, Zong Zhenglin put on the moon white regular clothes with the skirts wide open, sat quietly on the bedside, and gently rubbed the space between his eyebrows.

Helian Minmin saw that he was wearing clothes casually, his muscular upper body was almost naked, and his ears turned red with embarrassment. Lightly moved lotus steps to the bedside to stand still, stretched out his hand to push away his kneading fingers, and slowly pressed the acupuncture points on both sides for him to relieve fatigue.

Zong Zhenglin raised his eyebrows slightly, and suddenly remembered that a similar scene had appeared in the study, but that woman turned him off. Unpleasant memories were evoked, Zong Zhenglin raised his hand and waved her waiter away, picked up the book next to his pillow and flipped through it casually.

It was the first time for Helian Minmin to share a room with a man, and he got the coldness and alienation from His Highness Six. Without a word of conversation or instructions, she could only figure it out by herself. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he took off his embroidered shoes, passed Zong Zhenglin lightly, crawled inside, and lay on his back with his eyes closed.

According to what Mammy said, she only needs to work hard to cooperate with the matter later, and leave the rest to His Highness, and she will pass it if she bears with it.

Zong Zhenglin waited for Helian Minmin to lie down, then moved his eyes lightly, and glanced at the strange woman beside him.

It's not as bright as Mu Xiyao's, it's just average. Lying on his back properly, he didn't look like a little girl sleeping out of order like a twisted twist.

Zong Zhenglin didn't know how other princes felt when they got married, but he felt that his previous thoughts and personal experience were completely different.

With Mu Xiyao before, he couldn't see other women anymore. Don't touch them, it's just not necessary. Now that she is married to a concubine, the situation is different. It should be a matter of course, husband and wife Dun Lun, respect each other as guests. Zong Zhenglin didn't show any resistance to other women as his official wife. Even if he didn't feel a little bit moved, according to the century-old rules of the Great Wei Dynasty, she should be respected by his wife.

Now that it was time to go to bed, Zong Zhenglin couldn't do anything. The woman beside him is like a decoration, which does not arouse his interest at all. Looking at Dahong's quilt, what flashed in his mind was Mu Xiyao's snow-white jade body, with its coquettish charm.

Thinking of that woman, Zong Zhenglin's body reacted immediately, conveying his desire for Mu Xiyao more faithfully than his thoughts. Seeing Helian Minmin's completely unfamiliar face again, Zong Zhenglin was extremely disappointed. If the little girl was here at this moment and was turned into a red wave, what would it be like?

Helian Minmin's body stiffened, not knowing what to do. His Highness did not take off her clothes as Mammy said, nor did he do anything else. The scroll in his hand hadn't even turned a single page, so it was obvious that he wasn't thinking about it.

Sitting alone on the wedding night, lost in thought alone? Helian Minmin's mind turned, and he immediately thought of the gracious woman in Danruoyuan.

According to the rumors in the mansion, she is the only one who can make the Sixth Highness go out of her way.

Breathing stagnantly, the hands placed beside her were quietly clenched. No matter what, she must stay tonight, otherwise she will be a joke in Shengjing tomorrow. The Helian family has a century-old reputation, and such a scandal must never happen.

Helian Minmin looked at Zong Zhenglin's perfect jawline, made up his mind to suppress his shyness, turned over and gently hugged his waist, and put his head on the man's legs that were closed together.

Zong Zhenglin might as well let the woman approach him suddenly, and the vigilance of martial arts practice all the year round almost threw her palm away. Fortunately, he reacted in time, so he could barely stop his movements, and looked down at the woman who suddenly took the initiative.

He Lian Minmin didn't know that he walked around the ghost gate, and Zong Zhenglin looked at each other with firm eyes. This man has a high position and authority, handsome appearance, he is her dignified husband, how can he hand over to others?

"Your Highness, it's late at night, let's arrange it."