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Before returning to God, he was picked up by Zong Zhenglin. The man did not hurry to find a posture, stretched his legs, sat down. Put her on her side on her leg, lean against his chest, just hold her quietly, put her chin on the top of Mu Xiyao's head, and gently rub her.

Mu Xiyao is shocked. What is this divine unfolding?

Have a rest for a while, wear again? How about her people? How can no one pass on? What's more, this is Zong Zhenglin, his highness? Mu Xiyao completely believes that this man is wearing!

Would she like to try it out? Or the villagers? Another thought, not in a hurry. It's very important. I went to the government later and had time to try slowly. Now I don't want to understand many things. I can't act rashly.

Girl, you are really thinking too much ～～～

you are still thinking about it, but you listen to the mellow voice of the man on top of your head: "what are you doing?"

Mu Xiyao remembered that she had not saluted and struggled to get up.

"Don't move. Just wait." Zong Zhenglin's voice was heavy, and his hands around Mu Xiyao's waist were motionless.

Mu Xiyao gradually relaxed and said in a soft voice, "Your Highness."

"Well."

"Why is your highness here?" In fact, what she wants to ask is, what are you doing here?

"By the way." Mu Xiyao has lost her temper. Which way can she go to the mountains?

Silence for a moment, or Zong Zhenglin first said: "why Xiyao?"

"Well?"

"Why is your name Xiyao?"

"It's in Zhitian in the morning and yaochi in the evening."

"Well." Zong Zhenglin rubbed her head with his chin, then went down, and simply put his head on the shoulder beside her neck.

"It's delicious."

Mu Xiyao is really petrified this time. This is molestation, isn't it? The body was also slightly stiff.

Zong Zhenglin felt some resistance from the woman in his arms, so he gently stroked her back with one hand.

Mu Xiyao understood that he was trying to smooth his hair

"Has your highness ever had a pet?"

"No. But when I was a child, there was a little Jing dog in the palace of the imperial concubine, who once teased him for a while The tone is a little regretful.

Sure enough.

"Does your highness like it?"

Zong Zhenglin slightly raised his head and gazed at her, but there was a smile in his eyes: "I like rabbits more."

Mu Xiyao didn't understand why. She nodded and said, "well, the round fat rabbit is very cute."

Zong Zhenglin actually smile to make a sound, shoulder a little bit quiver.

They stopped talking and just held together quietly. Zong Zhenglin looked at a large forest outside the pavilion, and the top of the tree was covered with mist. He felt that he had never had a peaceful heart when he held the woman in his arms like this.

Mu Xiyao directly leans himself in Zong Zhenglin's arms and sleeps comfortably in the past. Zong Zhenglin motioned to Wei Zhen to take the cloak and cover it carefully for her. They passed the afternoon quietly.

When Mu Xiyao was gently awakened by Zong Zhenglin, he found that it was Shenshi. They packed up and went back with each other. At the gate of Zhaojue temple, Xi Yao is sent to the carriage by Zong Zhenglin. She is about to say goodbye. However, she sees the man lifting her robes and clothes, gets on the carriage, and takes her into the carriage.

As a lifelong career goal to pet concubine, Mu Xiyao, of course, will not flinch from her affectionate feelings. She follows his will and is held in her arms again. It's soft. Well, it's a good hug. It's strong, fresh and has a light smell of Moso bamboo.

"Your Highness?"

"Well."

"Is there any elephant gall in your Highness's house?" Mu Xiyao raised her head, and her dark eyes looked at Zong Zhenglin, which was full of light.

Looking at the delicate face of the woman in front of him, Zong Zhenglin raised his hand and gently stroked her cheek with his heart. "The house has never been planted. If you want, take it from the palace."

"Good." Mu Xiyao's face was tinged with crimson, and her eyes were wet and attractive.

Zong Zhenglin gazed at her pink and watery lips, forced himself to resist the impulse to bow down and kiss, only holding her tighter, closing his eyes and calming down some disordered breathing. The fragrance from the woman's body is sweet, but not greasy, with a warm taste.

"Is there incense?"

"Well, Tingzhi in the fragrance hall." Mu Xiyao lowered her eyelashes to cover her expression. Did you find out so soon?

Zong Zhenglin held her in his arms, closed his eyes, and rubbed his head against his hair occasionally.

After getting off the carriage, Mu Xiyao politely saluted Zong Zhenglin, "thank you, your highness, please be careful on the way."

Seeing Zong Zhenglin leave with his horse, he takes them back to the yard. Mulan Huilan all the way to look at Mu Xiyao, Mu Xiyao see smile. Mother hung has not recovered now. Is that your highness? Why is your highness so familiar with the young lady? It looks very close. Did you know each other before marriage? This is a good thing. I have to tell my wife.Zongzhenglin returned to the government with Wei Zhen, and just after a rest, he called Da Guan Shi Tian Fushan to see him. Tian Fushan, seeing that the master and son were in a hurry, quickly stepped into the house and waited for orders. Do not want, zongzhenglin said that he went to the fragrance Hall tomorrow to buy "ting Zhi" to come, and then to the palace to be like a brave, more placed in the back house danruo garden.

"Ting Zhi", what is that? Danruyuan? Is the pavilion pavilion that the highness specially ordered to pack up before, and is it very spacious garden? The garden is very beautiful, and there is a peach tree near the main house. In spring, it is colorful, even the air is a light fragrance. There are also the Mo bamboo forest that the highness ordered to move over. I think it should be very cool in summer. Now I will move in like a gall.

So, Tian Fushan felt that the garden was prepared for a master who was about to enter the government. I just don't know which master has such a fortune. Before people enter the government, his Highness has paid attention to it. Is it the intention of being close? Tian Fushan more want to be happy, with a big smile face to do the job.

Next day, zongzhenglin took the incense and sniffed at the nose. It is only elegant and refreshing, but it is not the same as the taste of moxiyao. Moxa taste is sweeter, more gentle, has a warm breath, make people pity. Just think of here, but unexpectedly the body actually has palpitation, hurriedly adjusted the sitting posture, the facial expression is not changed.

"This is" ting Zhi "

See Tian Fushan affirmation nod, then frown. It's not the taste. Think again, isn't it Zongzhenglin only pressed down the beautiful idea and tossed up. Can only wave to let Tian Fushan retreat, slowly calm down.

This is the first time I think of her, I can't help but want to be close? Especially at night, it is even more difficult. Zongzhenglin has not nearly the female color for the first half of the year, and has not much desire, and basically all of them are related to her. Even when she was relieved, her head was her shadow.

The sixth highness thought that there was still more than one month to receive moxa to enter the mansion. It was too long

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