Chapter 257: Invited

In his hand, the crimson sandalwood brand was flipped, and Mu Xiyao smiled and opened his mouth. Zong Zhenglin, who was sitting at the back of the chin, was squinting.
"His Highness, this time is the Shengjing Academy, which is the real thing to do. You can have no reason to stop, not let people go out."
With Zhao Qing in the last time, I planned to disguise myself. I know that I was seen by the Sixth Hall. I stopped the people and said that she missed the "Ten Gongzi Banquet". Nowadays, she was invited by Hongwen Poetry Society. With the identity of Muyu, she was upright and invited to be a guest.
"But one of the seven Xi Xi judges. Although it is not worthy of your deliberation with everyone, but it is also a personal thing, you say it?" Mu Xiyao raised his small hand and shook the name tag on his fingertips. On the face of the joyful, Ming Yan Zong Zhenglin stopped the pen.
Double-cutting water, fascinating and beautiful, beauty is like this.
"Jiaojiao, the villain has no way to do this." Closing the instrument, Liu Dian down the pen to stretch the lower bones, leaning against the seat, and screaming at the woman who is not far away. I often tease the little things, when there is occasional surprise.
Sure enough, did not ask him to wait, then see the little woman screaming, white jade face is not stunned, jumped down the Jin couch smashed the feet, people also rushed to send their arms.
"His Royal Highness, when you see someone who catches the air, you make fun of your own heart and liver? Also said that it hurts, isn’t it to say that you are stunned?" Zong Zhenglin quickly embraced his arms, Mu Xiyao hangs The head, a pair of small hands, smashed the chest of the six halls. It seems that he still feels insufficient, and he circled him twice. "His Highness is not good for many of you, and you are awkward."
Zong Zhenglin wished to ring the beauty, and the smile was light.
I got a superficial, and I was blamed for not doing well.
"A lot of bad? Jiaojiao, how do you say this?" Fasten her waist, Zong Zhenglin close to her neck, gently smelling Mu Xiyao sweet and soft aroma, like a slap in the face.
"You hide a woman, Ying Ying!" This is to say that Zong Zhenglin did not let her meet in Yao, so she took a lot of trouble to find someone.
"I don't want to eat meat in the moon!" When the child was just awake, the six halls only told people to send bird's nest porridge.
"You only care about your son in your heart, and your eyes are cold and eye-catching!" Mu Xiyao took his son to toss and took pleasure. The six halls guarded the small, often black face.
"You have also received a stack of books, so you don't want to look at it again." Zong Zhenglin found that he sneaked through the man's whispers with many broths. The six halls immediately ignited, calling for the management to be collected and burned.
"The most important thing," Mu Xiyao said with a look of shame and anger, even poked his arm. "Your Highness is strong and tossing, and you can't sleep!" The enchantress yelled at the man, and thought of running away alone, being burned by fire. Zong Zhenglin, who was blinded by the scorpion, caught back and went straight to the lesson and begged for mercy.
"You can be a lot of picky clothes even when you wear clothes!" But when they went out and put on a dress that was bright, Zong Zhenglin was cold-faced, and he was forced to go back to the house to take advantage of it. The rules of the law are ordinary.
"You said," Mu Xiyao's calf flies, and the round-headed embroidered shoes seem to have not rubbed his leg side, only scratching Zong Zhenglin's index finger. "Which side of clothing, food, shelter, and transportation, you have nothing to do with the old and strict, many restrictions."
The stinky man has a pile of problems and does not think about it. He has a lot of demands on her. Mu Xiyao, Hong Yanyan, a small mouth, squatting with the scorpion of Shuangshui Lingling, the white and thin neck of porcelain is exposed. Where is the momentum, in the eyes of the Six Dynasties, this looks distinct and delicious.
"Jiaojiao can be a little more savage, this temple is all packed up, called Xiao Nizi long memory." Zong Zhenglin stunned a scorpion, his eyes swept through her tight clothes, the darkness was dark.
The palm of the hand that was originally placed on the back of the spine has a tendency to move forward slowly, so that the woman who is screaming is finally vigilant.
Want to suffer! Big boss looks wrong, it seems to be emotional. In any case, it should not be at the moment.
"The temple, Your Highness. This is just after noon, and you will have to go back to the emperor's office after a while." Your big things piled up like mountains, and quickly left the backyard, political affairs matter.
Mu Xiyao carefully held his shoulders and saw that he would push away.
"I want to escape, huh?" Zong Zhenglin banned the woman who retired from the heart, and the desire for it was full of enthusiasm. "It is said that the temple is ruthless to you. Jiaojiao, it will fade the clothes called the temple, these days can be lack of money."
Mu Xiyao was made by a man who was not able to move. He was anxious, but he could not resist it.
"Wei adults will not come, you endure the night..." The little face is red, and facing the sixth hall, she can only think of the delay.
Men are emotional, absolutely rebellious. After many lessons, Mu Xiyao had to learn a trick. It is a pity that this words are exported, and after all, the face is smashed, and the love is like Mu Xiyao, and it is rare to do so.
"I can't wait." Zong Zhenglin's breath is unstable, buried in Mu Xiyao's neck is vague. "Let's make it. Let the temple be a wish, let you not be late."
late! Mu Xiyao gasped and scratched his back. Someone she wants to meet later, but the Fifth Dynasties can easily arrange a meeting and get rid of Zong Zhenglin's eyes and ears. This is not a simple job.
Under the woman, the cloud is loose, and the sorrowful and glamorous, like the slaughter of the lamb, is only the power of the end.
Zong Zhenglin’s twilight was deep and dark, and he was greeted by the temperament of Mu Xiyao. Feeling that her mouth is not right, she is also affectionate.
Mu Xiyao leaned on his neck and was gradually lost by his play. I was trying to let go of his actions, but I was shocked by the sound of the door and I was shocked, and my mind recovered more than half.
Zong Zhenglin’s forehead was experiencing a violent violent violent temper, and when he was stunned by Mu Xiyao, he was so excited that he could not hold it. At this time, people were disturbed, and the six halls of the temple were full of anger.
"What's the matter?" Can let the strict ride of the boat not comply with the rules, please see, it is obvious that the incident is sudden, urgent.
"His Highness, the Queen Mother is fainting! The Emperor is urging you to enter the palace immediately."
Zong Zhenglin held Mu Xiyao's palm knuckles white, and the forehead was sweating. Finally, I looked at the woman who was very charming. Zong Zhenglin took a deep breath and finally stopped moving and closed his eyes.
After a while, when the man blinked again, his eyes were calm and unsettled.
"Jiaojiao, waiting. When the temple goes, go back, don't be naughty." Putting people on the couch, Zong Zhenglin pulled her quilt for her, gently kissed her eyebrows, and made a little slap in the face. Step out.
Mu Xiyao's eyelashes fluttered in the fan, and the light in the throat flashed.
Does the queen faint? In the past life, there was no such bridge... I was lying on my back and secretly thinking, and my mind was gradually thinking about it.
In other words, the man who was the only Zong Zhenglin, forgot to scrutinize his manners when he went out. He is a strong six-south, but he rarely wears a coat in the day...