The Beloved Imperial Consort

Chapter 348

He intended to stay a little longer after dinner and strike while the iron was hot. However, ye Kaikai reported that there was an urgent military situation. Zong Zhenglin waved her hand to let the three of her go. Naturally, Wan and Zhang went back to their own camp, but mu Xiyao only moved a few steps, bypassing the screen to avoid the back.

It's really annoying. One day she did not ask her to move out of the place, and one day it was difficult to serve her royal highness. Even if he had just provoked his highness to have that meaning, if there was a woman beside him, Zong Zhenglin did not remember her. Wan Jingwen ignored Zhang's name and took her maid to the woods to relax.

"Master, concubine Wanshu, this is..."

Zhang swept her back lightly and helped her servant girl to return to the house. "She's got a big idea. She's not in the same boat with us. If you can't listen to admonishment, she is the one. "

Wanshi missed that moment at the dinner table, but she could see clearly. What your highness cares about is not that conceited woman at all. But this also let her worry, with the white to add a bit of trouble.

Inside the camp, Mu Xiyao is unconventional. She is very attentive to speak to the outside world.

"Your Highness, Mobei's forces are moving abnormally. It seems that there are signs of sending troops to Jita."

"The spies in front have reported that there are traces of imperial court spies on the periphery of moganling."

"This morning, the left army and the Mobei cavalry met again, causing more than 200 casualties and more than 300 defeating the enemy."

"The fifth Highness's circuitous tactics before the first change, head-on with the Mobei people!" At this point, the atmosphere in the camp was warm, and the officers of the great Wei Dynasty looked forward to the Chinese army and the East Road.

Zong Zhengming Mu Xiyao is holding her elbow and her eyes are shining. In his last life, his highness had never led troops to go to war. Even so, his generals made great contributions in the first World War in Mobei. However, few of Zong Zhengming's subordinates were so bloody that they collided head-on with the enemy. What's more, they all had the posture of "losing eight hundred by themselves". This is obviously inconsistent with Zong Zhengming's temperament.

Holding the Lake pen and sketching on the paper, Mu Xiyao's art of war is shallow, but at least he has the foundation to support it. Also suitable for bold ideas, unusual women are bound by dogma, gain or lose aura, so focused, they slowly feel the way. If you don't understand, you'll turn out all kinds of strategies, and if you think it's feasible, you'll sort it out slowly.

When Zong Zhenglin came in, he saw that he was so absorbed that he did not notice his approach. Originally, I was going to catch someone and settle with her. At that time, she stood at a high position behind her and crossed the top of Mu Xiyao's hair. Her eyes fell on the Xuan paper on the case in front of her.

The outline is outlined in light ink, which precisely depicts the general orientation of the three armies' stationing and marching. Sure enough, she could read the map and remember it in her mind. The small lake pen that licked cinnabar is being held in her hand, slowly drawing a path on the rice paper

The eyes of the man standing in awe behind him suddenly contracted. Her eyes touched several other lines. She daubed them, or crossed them, or kept the same scarlet lines. If Mu Xiyao's back was not facing him, he would have been shocked and excited.

What Zong Zhenglin thinks in his heart at the moment is that no one can find out from his dark eyes. With his right hand behind him, he stroked the jade ring on his thumb. The hurricane that was about to take shape in Fengmu's eyes was lightly floated and complained by the woman sitting below. In an instant, it was scattered in pieces and never seen again.

"It's such a complicated thing. It's obvious that I lost the benefit I got yesterday." Then he beat the book case angrily. Without a proper shape, he clubbed the pen pole. On the paper, a moment later, there was a grimace called Zong Zhenglin's forehead jumping. It just wrapped the West Road Camp in. It had a big face and a ghost that looked like a tongue.

"I'm full of bad ideas. The stinking man deceives my concubine Hula pulled a piece of brand-new rice paper, then saw this woman fragmentary chanting, writing if God help. "It's a great loss. I'll come back later in the evening. If you add a big red envelope, you'll get 30000 liang from the last time. This time, you'll have to make up for it. If you don't meet last year's festival, it's possible to ask for 10000 Liang... "

In the blink of an eye, however, she wrote down the food, drink and play objects on the paper. At last, she still remembered "send a gift to Xiting." The number was then marked and then changed to "three".

When she looks at the corner of her face, she turns her eyes aside and turns over the new one.

This woman It's time to tell her what to do. Watching such a thing, how could it not match the shock she brought to him in the afternoon.

Behind her, the rustling sound of robes and clothes rings, and Mu Xiyao suddenly turns around. The action is too fast, elbow directly will be set aside at will brush on the ground.

Well Your highness, it's easy to lose your dignity.

Small foot stealthily rubbed back, a foot in the above, the skirt will just that careless rash under the disaster to cover up the past.

"Your Highness, you don't greet me when you come in." Jade plate like face son, crystal powder run, please toward the dew of a smile.

Very good, just want to let her go, this dishonest little foot in front of him to commit a crime. "No way." Zong Zhenglin picked up the pen on the ground. On the bamboo penholder, there is a beautiful outline."Naughty more." The little butt was hit, but the head was twisted back, and he was tugging at his crown.

"Your Highness, you bring that paper with you." It is reasonable for man to be in his arms, but the list must follow her.

The implicit wish in the words made zongzhenglin to speak her heart.

Instantly, he smiled, grabbed the paper at the fingertips of the sixth highness, and held his neck in his hands. His small eyebrows were high and high, and his side was attached to him.

"My highness, I guess!" Extremely excited, bright water in the eyes, full of invitation. The eye drops turn, then hug his neck God mysterious secret ear mutter. After that, he hurriedly spread the list, and straight to his eyes, his small head came out from behind, and a face was very happy with expectation.

How could he know that she knew the secret. Not only guessed, it was far beyond his expectation. Can think of his heart as deep as she, for others, the end may not be good. Unfortunately, I have to encounter such a magic barrier, and the mind is not vulgar. So I can't eat, drink and play on the table. The suspicion that should have been born is not open to her. She was not only interested in her, but also knew that she was not a source of interest. His highness had always been ruthless and decisive in her style. At this time, she had to break the example.

His neck was slightly raised back, and he stared at the last line of the painting and plastering the word "three". Zongzhenglin had a pocket that would hinder the income of the children.

"It's up to you."

Wish to achieve, immediately rushed up to meet the horse. His jaw fell in his neck nest, where zongzhenglin could not see it. Moxiyao could not see the flash of silk.

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