The Beloved Imperial Consort

Ping Xiuyi lies on the bed, pale looking at emperor chengdi and Zong Zhenghan. Her lips tremble, but her tears can't stop falling.

"The emperor, I don't try my best to serve the emperor any more." The woman choked with grief, and her voice penetrated into the ear of emperor Cheng of Yuan Dynasty.

Touching the back of the hand with the blue veins under the quilt of pingxiuyi, Emperor chengdi couldn't bear to see it.

This woman does not like it very much, but she has been with her for nearly 20 years. Now is also to go, after all or hurt the heart.

"The imperial doctor said that we should have peace of mind and recuperate, and take good medicine. It will always be good. I'll come to see you often in my spare time. Don't think much about it. " Yuan chengdi looked at the skinny woman in bed, and finally he was moved.

Ping Xiuyi turned her head and looked at Zong Zhenghan, whose eyes were red with deep concern.

"Emperor, I have never asked for anything in my life. When he left at last, he only hoped that the emperor would be able to deal with the matter in the service of my concubine for many years. " Slowly looking up at the chin of emperor Cheng of Yuan Dynasty, Ping Xiuyi's eyes were lax and her tears gushed. "I only ask the emperor to take care of the only son of his concubine, so that he can be safe and healthy, and his offspring will be around his knees, and my wife will have no regrets."

Zong Zhenghan sobbed. Emperor Cheng of the Yuan Dynasty was silent for a moment and shook her hand. "Well, I will do it for you."

Ping Xiuyi smiles, remembers the secret letter from the family and closes her eyes slightly. In the next life, she only wishes not to be born into a noble family, but to have a loving family and a husband who is willing to grow old together.

On January 17, the 13th year of Zhanghe, Ping Xiuyi, the mother of the eighth prince, was killed. The emperor mourned and sealed the second grade concubine of pingxiuyi and was buried in the imperial mausoleum from the first imperial concubine ceremony.

After the first seven concubines, Emperor Cheng of the Yuan Dynasty ordered the crown prince to be the head of the punishment department and move the eighth prince to the household department. When this order was issued, the Manchu Dynasty was in a state of uproar.

The prince had been in Hubu for two years, and his foundation was stable. He was suddenly transferred to the Ministry of punishment. Did emperor chengdi of Yuan Dynasty want to train the prince more, or was he dissatisfied with the prince's performance in recent months and changed the eight Prince's affairs?

Before that, the eighth prince was young and had little experience in entering the dynasty. He didn't want to enter the Hubu department and take charge of real power.

Zong Zhenglin shakes his head in his heart as he looks at the stiff figure of the prince and gloating in the eyes of the great prince. His two elder brothers have grown many years. Even emperor Cheng of the Yuan Dynasty didn't see clearly his intention to support Zong Zhenghan. He was still fighting for the gains and losses in front of him. Zongzheng, the fifth prince, knew how to restrain himself. However, he and he just kept pushing each other.

Mu Xiyao carries her cute rabbit to the front yard. Yesterday, the rabbit's expression began to wane. Mu Xiyao didn't pay any attention to her feeding. She had to ask the senior manager to have a look.

Mother GUI hugged Cheng Qing and followed her. Baozi's eyes were fixed on the rabbit's turning, and she was crying with joy.

Mu Xiyao is not allowed to be close to the rabbit on weekdays. If pets are not good to children, they will look at him from a distance. So Chengqing feels more and more strange.

When they enter the front yard, they happen to meet the fifth Yi Chao coming out of the study and say hello. Mu Xiyao wants to leave as usual, but suddenly stops and calls the fifth Chao in the prince's house for the first time.

Let Mulan with the rabbit to find Tian Fushan, mother GUI followed up knowingly, leaving only Huilan far to wait.

"Sir, I'm very intelligent. I'm puzzled. Can I ask you a little bit?" Mu Xiyao looks attentive.

Fifth, Chao was surprised. This was the first time that Mu Xiyao had known him for many years and called him to have something to say.

"Side concubine, please go ahead." Fifth, she looks at the top of her daughter's mouth. She is curious.

"I heard that there is a kind of animal that is very docile and docile when I was young." Mu Xiyao opened his mouth and made the fifth Yi Dynasty interested.

"He'll be pitiful with his pleasant appearance and small size, lurking and waiting to grow up." Mu Xiyao's eyes seem to have aftertaste. Xu Xu said, "this kind of cub is often ignored because of its weak young body. But even if they are small, they have the instinct to attack. Especially when he's lurking, he's very observant and camouflage. "

Mu Xiyao looked at the fifth Yi Chao, with a clear smile, "Sir, do you know what will happen when he grows up?"

Fifth, Yi Chao was very interested in hearing it at first, but later found that the side imperial concubine seemed to have some meaning.

"But very good at hunting?" Fifthly, try to make a sound in the morning.

Mu Xiyao shook her head slightly and chuckled. Zong Zhenghan's means are more than "good at". The man was extreme in temperament, and even though he was still alive in his previous life, he had already shown a cruel side. His death in this life only aggravated his inner cruelty. This is a man more threatening than the crown prince and the eldest prince.

"Hunting is the instinct of wild animals, but he chooses people to eat them." Mu Xiyao looks at the fifth Yi Dynasty as if thinking, can do in advance warning, the next has nothing to do with women.

Take Cymbidium to pick up steamed buns, moxiyao curl Tingting, a few steps away.

Fifthly, she stayed in the same place for a moment, and she felt more and more that there were many hints in her words.

If there is no understanding error, this is to insinuate the eight Prince Zong political implication? When everyone pays attention to Emperor chengdi's orders, the side imperial concubine only points out the character of the eighth prince?

If your highness guessed right that day, the side imperial concubine's words should not be ignored.

Fifth, he thought about it for a moment, and didn't rush out of the palace. Instead, he went back to his study and stayed for two hours.In the evening, Zong Zhenglin stroked the little woman's long hair and closed his eyes to meditate.

Is mu Xiyao's words just in case or deliberately?

"Jiao Jiao is confused. Why don't you ask this hall?"

Mu Xiyao chuckles and bites his chest bulge. The man snorted and rubbed his hands on her.

"Your Highness, my concubine's doubts are nothing but women's trifles. And I'm stupid. I'm afraid I can't understand the difficult explanation. " Mu Xiyao licks his Adam's apple, and his little hand is touching the man's abdominal muscles.

Zong Zhenglin was amused by Mu Xiyao's outspoken and outspoken manner. He kneaded her with a big hand. "She is so delicate and clumsy that I really need to teach her well." He leaned over her ear and whispered, biting his ear to say dirty jokes.

Mu Xiyao is embarrassed and embarrassed. His highness is really enthusiastic about love. The most expensive identity, at this time is just a man of desire.

Mu Xiyao is delicate and soft to support his chest to climb up. As soon as her eyes are charming and charming, she has a man's protuberance. She listens to Zong Zhenglin's unstable breath and pleasant voice, "Jiaojiao, continue."

His small head went down his chest and abdomen, and the tip of his tongue tightened his abdominal muscles.

Mu Xiyao is urged by the man, fingertips gently touch his burning top, and then to the upright huge light blow tone.

"It's hard to get rid of it." Then he caught her plump and kneaded her vigorously.

"Er ～～" Mu Xiyao was caught by a man, sensitive, Qing Yin voice.

"Don't worry about it. I've been thirsty for you for a long time." Zong Zhenglin shouts and suppresses Mu Xiyao's head.

Mu Xiyao looks at the man's red eyes and his head falls down slowly.

"Oh," said Zong Zhenglin in a moment, his chin was high and his sweat was rolling down.

"She has a beautiful body, but there is nothing wrong with her."

Mu Xiyao was choked by Zong Zhenglin and scolded shamelessly. Where does the sixth highness still have the usual half minute wind instrument, between the bed is all does as one pleases, nonsense endlessly.