Chapter 74: For yourself

"Min Min, this time can be referred to by the royal family as the emperor is natural. It is a pity that the sixth son has an eldest son, and now Mum is diagnosed with pregnancy. After you enter the government, you must rush to confront her. Remember You must first respect your temple, have a blind man, and plan again."
"Mother and heart assured, Min Min knows. That Mu's is not only the daughter's eyes, but also the woman of the Su family. It is also good-natured. Some people naturally can't help but shoot. And the eldest son of the Highness is still young, can he raise it? Unknown, let alone the one in the stomach.
He Lianminmin continued to paint the pattern in his hand, and he was steady and focused.
"There is peace of mind when you are a mother. You only remember that you are the righteous prostitute. If there is no big mistake, the honor of the emperor is very stable. Even if His Highness is a favor to Namu, there is no more. The truth of the past."
"Min Min will not make a mistake, as some people mean."
She is not stupid enough to personally shoot, the backyard woman is not clean, just a little bit of swaying, still afraid to be arrogant? As for the son-in-law, before she had a scorpion, she couldn’t have a rule.
Beijing, Wanfu.
"Miss, you don't care about it, the wind is big at night, it's cold."
"Where is that wrong? Well, let's go."
Wan Xiaowen looked at the cockroach and walked back to the bronze mirror to carefully look at this strange face that had been seen for more than ten years.
Wanshi? The woman smiled softly. For more than a decade, she has suppressed the hatred of the heart and bones every day, and finally opened her eyes to let her wait until this day.
Helian Minmin! The woman clenched her hands into a fist and looked pale. The poisonous woman, as a mother, has murdered the emperor three times and four times. Actually bought her aunt in the palace, and poisoned her son for a long time. In conjunction with the patriarchal patriarchal genius, he is not willing to enter her Fengqi Palace. In the last life, I only saw that she was abolished. Unfortunately, she did not kill the snake woman and avenged her son.
Recalling the cold feelings of Jian'an, Wan Yiwen can't eliminate the hatred in his heart. If it wasn't for his repeated neglect of their mother and child, even when the emperor was in acute emergency, he would only care about the former ruling. How could the emperor die when he died? She will never forget her eight-year-old son, suffering from convulsions and death, and never stop calling the father who never puts him in his heart!
Now, although she does not know why Zong Zhenglin’s house and the previous life are in a big way, she understands that most of the problems are in the Mum.
Not only did the river side fail to enter the government, but even Tang Yiru’s splendid sage was actually "healthy." The only sudden emergence of the army, the exclusive favor of the opposite became an ordinary acolyte who had been left behind by Zong Zhenglin in his life. How does this make her suspicious?
Regardless of the Mu's, what she didn't get in her life, other women in this life can't think of it! And that Helen Minmin, this time may be dreaming of dreaming and getting a scorpion earlier. Can she make the woman feel good?
Mu Xiyao looked at the seven-month-old Chengqing, and climbed up on the cushion of Zong Zhenglin's special squatting. He called to ask Ann's Zhang to sit down.
"The side squats will raise the little master very well, and every time I see it, I feel happy." Zhang's eyes are envious and staring at Chengqing's heart but it is difficult to cope.
She was prescribed twice, although she was not worried about her life, it was difficult to get pregnant. In this life, it is impossible for a woman to be a mother. For a woman, it is the greatest pain.
"If you are empty, you will come over and swear. It’s good to have a personal helper." Mu Xiyao knows that Zhang’s touch is very special.
The intention is to send her out of the palace for a different marriage through a small production, Zong Zhenglin is also rare and reasonable, nodded. But I don’t want her to lose too much, but she’s desperate, and she’s not willing to drag others, just asking to stay and talk. As a result, Zong Zhenglin had more care for her family, and it was a little more to make up.
"Will Wue often go to you?"
"Not often, there will be a three or five times in January." Zhang’s listening to the side of the innocent mention of Wu, some strange. On the weekdays, I rarely ask about things in the government. Apart from Dan Ruoyuan and the front yard, I rarely go out. I didn’t think that I knew what was going on in the backyard.
"Yeah." Mu Xiyao did not ask much, and Zhang and Zhang casually talked about Chengqing, the two get along with each other.
When Zong Zhenglin came to Dan Ruoyuan in the night, his expression was unsatisfactory.
Mu Xiyao brows his head and takes the initiative to break into the man's arms and raise his hand to smooth his eyebrows.
"What about His Royal Highness?"
Zong Zhenglin is in love, and his look is slowly soothing. Leaning over Mu Xi Yao's bright scorpion, kiss her forehead.
"This time entering the people, I am afraid that the Anguo government will intervene. The old fox, counted down." No wonder Zong Zhengyu had a lot of convergence some time ago. It turned out to be a big marriage and gave him a big gift. I don’t know what the "scorpion" I’ve accidentally learned inside, and who is it?
Now that he has the handwriting of the Prince and the Great Emperor in his house, isn't everyone wanting to take a kick and join in the fun?
"Anguo Gongfu?" Mu Xiyao coveted. Zong Zhengyu is really learning. The last time I broke my arm, it seemed that I was not hurt enough, so I forgot the pain.
Needless to say, this time An Guogong secretly intervened in the backyard of Zong Zhenglin, and her "failure" was the first to bear the brunt. As for Chengqing, that is the goal they must be willing to do.
Former Zong Zhenglin was not allowed to be a child for three years after his marriage. Although he had his own calculations, there was no shortage of Zongzheng’s "helping". Now, the Angolan government wants to "reproduce the old story"?
I wanted to keep his half-dead and procrastinating Taizi Zongzhenhui. I didn't expect people to be unwilling and unappreciative.
Mu Xiyao got up and came to Zong Zhenglin, and gently kneaded his shoulders.
"The Great Hall is brave and war-fighting, and the military merits are above the princes." When the voice fell, Zong Zhenglin pinched his hand and took the man back to the front.
"Jiaojiao admires the sand field Junjie?" Zong Zhenglin Feng Ming Qing Ming, looking at Mu Xiyao delicate and delicate standing in front of him, secretly recalled that she had shown in front of her the martial arts foundation of Zongzheng.
"Nature. Your brother is a good man." Mu Xiyao sighed, can you listen to the key points?
"How is Zong Zheng?" Well, the six brothers are not even called, and they call their names.
Mu Xiyao sneered, "The courage of the husband, neglecting the strategy, and being overwhelmed." If it was not for the Anguo public hand to sue the good deeds, the military generals would support him, and Zong Zhengjun’s military merits would not be enough to return his life.
Sixth Hall of His Satisfied nodded. The small woman’s vision is still acceptable, and it is also known that the Zongzheng is ruthless.
Mu Xiyao is helpless, and the appreciation of your "surely intelligent" can't conceal the fact that I just interrupted her proposal. The Sixth Highness is really more and more uncomfortable to praise others. Are the emperors so careful?
"I have heard that if you want to fight a person, you must slap your hand in the place where he is most proud." Mu Xiyao's eyes swayed and smiled. Actively sitting on Zong Zhenglin's lap, leaning against his chest and slightly grinding.
"If there is no battlefield under the Great Hall and you can't get tired of military work, how can it be?"
Zong Zhenglin glanced at the random laughter. The little woman did not look pleasing to the eyes of Zong Zheng, and actually planned to cut off his "Qing Yun Road". This step is a coincidence with him.
"Jiaojiao is not afraid of this temple suspected that you are heartbroken?"
Mu Xiyao raised his anger and pointed his finger at Zong Zhenglin's chest. "When is Your Highness soft?"
Grandma, I am not a good person, actually dare to dislike her? Be a white peony, disgusting you.
Zong Zhenglin was blatantly exposed by Mu Xiyao, but not angry, but sneered again and again.