Chapter 231

Yan was secretly regretting, but heard the sound of horse hoofs in the alley. In a moment, the highness was in sight.

Only in front of your highness is The broad cloak was covered tightly, but could not find out exactly. According to Wei Zhen, his highness should have gone to the Yao Lord and son to return to the government. But this appearance, if individual, can this quiet not be a loud? Such a posture, Yao master son can bear not to be noisy?

"My highness." Take a boat and take the guard to salute.

"I'll see you in the study at night." Zongzhenglin's cold eyes swept, strict riding the boat immediately promised, the heart known bad. It seems worse than he expected.

After taking over the whip, Yan rode a boat and watched the highness turn over and dismounted. He thought it was time to enter the mansion, but he never thought that the highness was so far away from the house. He stared at the horse coldly and silently.

Moxiyao closed his eyes, holding the edge of the saddle with his small hand, and his head on the back of his hand, even breathing was deliberately shallow. Even if we know the gate of the courtyard, people are still, so they are screwed with zongzhenglin.

Yan rode in a boat and stood silent, and at this time, he saw some doorways.

It is no matter what you can wait for your highness. Only the highness was cold and sharp, and he couldn't help shaking. Can make popularity like this, except that, no one else has this ability.

"It's not down yet." Zongzhenglin, with his eyes dark, stood with his hand on his hand and turned his finger slowly.

It is stubborn temper, life can angry to death.

Moxiyao stood up his ears, listened to him for a drink, pouted his mouth, continued to ignore, and immediately straightened his body. She is now in a sore state after being bumped by zongzhenglin. The most impatient moment is to face the man a stinky face.

Only then was zongzhenglin hit pain, moxiyao heart hate. All the way around, I was so angry that I couldn't be aggrieved.

Both generations have been spoiled and grown up, and have not heard a heavy talk. What is more, they are really slapped? Moxiyao arrogant sex son made, forgot how much hate they have, only remember that zongzhenglin first moved his hand.

Yan riding in a boat, he kept his eyes low and admired the courage of the Yao master. This one really did not put the commandment of the Lord and son in his eyes. No, after the order of the highness, I haven't seen it for a long time and then I will be in a state of motion.

"Take a boat strictly and drag people down." Zongzhenglin really did not believe it, teaching a woman would be so difficult.

Moxa eyes closed open. Well, I asked someone to move her! Zongzhenglin, is this iron heart to be violent?

Wasted her previous pleasantry! She was stupid to get off the bus and let him spoil it.

Yan rode the boat hesitantly to know how to move. Is it to be ordered to act, be cleared after the master and son; or delay for a moment and immediately bring the master's eyes cold?

After a long time with the sixth highness, where can't you hear this in the most frightening meaning? Now his highness is angry, and saying something cruel is nothing but fighting with that one. If he dare to touch the ancestor, I am afraid his highness will forgive him first.

Yan Cheng felt hard to ride the boat, but suddenly there was a movement.

Moxiyao wriggles with small body, and his calf is wandering in the air for two times, and he wanders and changes his position.

Zongzhenglin turned into a body without trace, and he had the intention of guarding. If there is a chance later, you can keep her safe.

Yan Cheng can not help but sigh, fortunately, only then there is no lack of a tendon forward. Look, your highness now this appearance, clearly is angry again cruel, also did not give up let a person have a case.

Waiting for a while, moxa wriggled, sweating, and finally slowly supporting himself, panting and sitting on the horse.

Thought this woman should always get Malay, but unexpectedly, as soon as her head was raised, she grabbed her cloak. So in front of the public, a crackle will zongzhenglin silver gray Cape, momentum is completely fell on the ground.

Yan was stunned in the boat, and his hand, holding the tassels, could not stop shaking.

Zongzhenglin's forehead was full of blue ribs, and he was not to be angry. Moxiyao was a tender scold, and he shouted "hate". People have slipped down the horse and settled down on the ground.

Before everyone was relieved, she saw the aunt jump up and jump vigorously on Her Highness cloak. He stomped his feet hard, and he was humming and shouting.

"Don't let the women by the side use things, partial no, partial no!" With a pair of peach red gold rimmed embroidered shoes, they trampled on zongzhenglin's silver gray coat so much, and kicked their feet angrily. Enough temper, moxiyao neck twist, so if no one, with skirt, jogging into the door. As for the people behind, it was the right eye owes.

The one who was strict in the boat, who was cold and sweaty, fell down.

Yao is a good master! Before hearing Wei Zhen Ye open private talk about this temper that is the top day of bad provocation, now, it seems, really have experience.

It's not the top of the sky, it's about to break the sky!

The Royal robe is only unwarranted and dirty, which is a felony of playing boards. When she arrived at this head, it would be necessary to see her fierce strength. If it was not for her to have no fire fold on her body, the cloak would have been burned.

Secretly hang his eyes to see the coat on the ground, which has fallen completely and has been badly dirty and wrinkled. The most striking is a clear missing footprints in the center.It's really a waste of good things. It's just bad fur.

Zong Zhenglin's forehead is swollen and painful, and his forehead is pricked with needles. After a series of actions by Mu Xiyao, she was too frightened to speak. There was no way to vent his pent up anger. He was only suffocated in his heart and blackened his eyes. From childhood to adulthood, how can I see such a delicate and graceful style.

Mu Xiyao splashed on her face, but she didn't care about it. She was very fierce and wanted to fight with others!

Zong Zhenglin raised his hand to press his forehead, and his mind echoed with her sentence "beside the woman.".

It was vague and misunderstood that caused her to resist? Finally, glancing at his cloak, he turned back and entered the gate. "Take it and burn it."

Since this cloak caused a gap and was rejected by her, as well as his prestige, there was no need to remain.

Zong Zhenglin strides away, and Tu Liuyan takes a boat to numbly roll up his cloak and burn his ear room. The master of Yao didn't destroy the cloak, but she let the temple fire get angry, which helped her.

When your highness left, his face was angry, but the evil in his eyes seemed to disappear?

Zong Zhenglin stepped into the back house and saw a group of servant girls guarding the main house. Mother Zhao clapped at the door and cried, but there was no sound inside.

"Here is the man?"

"Your Highness, when the master came back to the house, he locked himself in it, and the slaves would not open the door even though they cried. What can I do with that? "

Isn't it that the two people are in trouble? But there have been stumbling times before, but they have never been avoided. Mother Zhao was puzzled.

Zong Zhenglin stood outside the door, silent for a long time, waving his hand to let people all step down.

"Open the door."

Men's thick voice through the door, Mu Xiyao hiding in the curtain, pretending to be deaf and dumb, only to be unheard of.

"Jiaojiao, this hall says to open the door." The tone is heavy, but it's a pity that Mu Xiyao still doesn't respond.

Zong Zhenglin's patience was exhausted. He put his right hand on the wooden door board of the red shirt and listened to a squeak. The door, which was still closed, slowly retreated to both sides.

The light in the room was dim and there was no light. There was no sound at all. It was strangely quiet.

Zong Zhenglin stepped in, and the sound of his steps broke the silence of a room.

Around the landing screen, you can see that on the Luohan bed, Mu Xiyao is sitting on her knees, even her embroidered shoes have not faded away. The same posture is very similar to that at the entrance of the alley. Just now, he did not look up at him, nor did he smile and open his arms to him.

Mu Xiyao is lying on her head, burying her face in her arms and avoiding the corner.

This is the first time Zong Zhenglin has seen Mu Xiyao. Silence is like a pool of stagnant water, lifeless. The whole person curls up there, more show Petite helpless.

Standing in front of the couch overlooking her for a long time, Zong Zhenglin pushed aside half a step and sat down on the low stool. So quietly accompany, also not in a hurry to pull her up, settle old accounts.

Is she so angry with the woman? Zong Zhenglin's mind is complicated. How can I make it clear to her?

"No one else has ever used a cloak." An explanation is very rare. Zong Zhenglin has always been arbitrary in his work. No one would have the courage to stand aside from the women in front of him. As a result, he had to condescend and condescend.

After Mu Xiyao suffered from incense, Zong Zhenglin was very careful and never brought anything that had been contaminated with other people's breath to her.

Mu Xiyao's only response is to slowly move down the body, turn around, pout small buttocks, back to the person.

She had vent her anger about the cloak, but now it is Zong Zhenglin who slapped her in the face.

Zong Zhenglin saw that she refused to give up and was silent. Her anger was kindled by Mu Xiyao. Just one step on the Luohan bed, so step on the Chao boots, stride from the Jin TA step in the past.

Mu Xiyao is angry in his heart, determined to die today and ignore him, so Zong Zhenglin suddenly came and curled up like a whole child.

"Ah The woman who had just made a pose as Qiao was hanging in the air. She was so frightened that she grabbed Zong Zhenglin's arm, and she was afraid to let go.

Zong Zhenglin glanced at her and went down with her arms. He took a few steps to the outside world, and then he could go out.

"Talk well in the house, or go outside to show jokes?"

Mu Xiyao glances down at her. She is trapped in front of her chest like a ball by Zong Zhenglin. She doesn't have any decency left. She looks at her spy maid not far away. Her eyes twitch and pouts, and she has to give in a little.

"Talk in the room."

Muggles made a sound, Zong Zhenglin snorted coldly, and finally released people to the ground.

Seeing that the man chose the top position to sit down, Mu Xiyao ran to the bottom and sat down heavily, leaning over the body to hold the handle, full of vigilance.

"Come here, don't let this temple say it again." Zong Zhenglin hated Mu Xiyao's estrangement, but the woman liked to pick him up and repeatedly violated the ban.

Mu Xiyao nose hum, a pair of eyes seem to have fire light. "It's the fool who comes up to be beaten. My concubine was pained by his highness. This lesson is unforgettable and must be remembered for a lifetime. Your highness, it's not a gentleman's job to hit a woman! "To confuse right and wrong, we should fight against each other. We should be careful to remember our hatred and have an obstinate attitude. The person who committed the crime in the first place was justified and his words were burning.

Zong Zhenglin clenched his knuckles and finally realized how difficult it was for mu Xiyao to make mischief.

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