Chapter 253

"Still coming down?" The warm sedan chair reached the entrance of the red building, and Zong Zhenglin stood in front of the sedan chair with his hands behind his back, staring at the curtain hanging in front of him, with a subtle smile in the corner of his eyes.

But after a while, the azure curtain was raised, and the head with the apricot-white bamboo hat got out first.

Mu Xiyao's face was rosy, her lips were red and pouted, she pulled her skirt awkwardly, supported Zong Zhenglin's hand, and landed slowly.

It was cleaned up... Mr. Boss is so angry...

He stretched his arms around her waist, his movements were very familiar. Zong Zhenglin led the people through the side door freely, and regardless of the people behind him, he quickly moved his eyes in embarrassment.

What is His Highness doing with his side concubine to the Red Chamber? Yan Chengzhou just felt weird. It's Shen time now, half an hour later it's time to eat, don't you still have to wait for the food to be served and listen to the music in this place of fireworks?

After going up to the private room on the third floor, Mu Xiyao first chose a seat where she could watch the hall, and sat down, only to find that the room was very quiet. Turning around, he saw His Highness the Sixth Highness standing up straight for a long time, looking at her with raised eyebrows, his eyes pale.

Well, this old man has a rotten problem.

Taking off the bamboo hat, he greeted him with a pretty smile, without saying anything to him, he took his arm and dragged him to the chair. "Your Highness, you sit here to accompany me." Pointing to the Taishi chair beside him, he took a seat by himself.

If she had the guts, she would let him accompany her. Zong Zhenglin called for refreshments, waved Wei Zhen and the others away, leaned towards her side, propped up his elbows, and was relaxed and indifferent.

"Your Highness, why don't you see Aunt Yu?"

Today's trip was because Zong Zhenglin had agreed to her early on, asking her to see what the brothel Chu Guan looked like in the land of Shengjing. To prevent her from worrying about it all the time and thinking about sneaking out of the house. By the way, I also know the way, and if I need Yugu's help in an emergency, I won't be blinded and unable to figure out the way.

"Yu Gu is in charge of the back of the Red Mansion, and she usually doesn't see anyone." Zong Zhenglin took her small hand, and quickly drew a few strokes on the palm of his hand. When he looked at Mu Xiyao again, his expression was cautious. "Do you remember clearly?"

The beautiful eyes flashed one after another, and the pupils were full of surprise. "Every room is ready?"

"The private room on the third floor." Mu Xiyao nodded in her heart, glanced at the incense burner on the table, and felt that it was very ordinary.

The two masters were talking in the room, and Yan Chengzhou got news from the secret guards, so he could only bite the bullet and knock on the door to disturb him.

"Your Highness, the crown prince and several adults from the household department have arrived outside the lobby."

Mu Xiyao was holding the teacup, her little face flushed red from the heat. Hearing that Zong Zhenghui was here, he immediately pouted disapprovingly. Last time, in order to avoid his sharp edge, she gritted her teeth and slapped Zong Zhenglin abruptly. It was so painful, and now the little butt was like a hot burner, it was really fresh in her memory.

"Leave with someone, don't ask him to bump into you." Zong Zhenglin had no intention of greeting the prince, and was tired of meeting him every day at court.

Mu Xiyao's eyes lit up, and she strongly agreed in front of Zong Zhenglin. He didn't like to see the prince in all kinds of ways, and he didn't hide it at all.

"Virtue. Come here!" With her sharp temper, who can clearly distinguish between likes and hates, and can't rub her eyes, she has the face to ask him to be a marquis. In the officialdom, how could she be allowed to remain alone.

Obediently moved and sat in Zong Zhenglin's arms, Mu Xiyao took the jujube cake, tasted it first, thought it was good, then turned around and fed it to Zong Zhenglin's mouth.

His Highness the Sixth Highness glanced at the neat row of teeth marks on the brown pastry, and avoided it with disgust.

Since she was a child, the rules in the palace have been well-behaved, and her upbringing has been excellent. This was the first time someone put untouched food to his mouth in front of him.

After being slapped by Zongzheng Linge, Mu Xiyao's eyes widened.

What's wrong with this, dislike her for taking a bite, and act arrogantly? If it weren't for your good looks, I would remember that my favorite concubine seemed to be courteous from time to time, and you would have ruined my heart by rushing to the door like this?

Very reluctant to take back her little hand, Mu Xiyao lowered her eyes and glanced at the jujube cake that was missing a corner, and a smile slowly formed on the corner of her mouth. Your Highness, you dislike me, don't you? Concubine, if you find another way, you still dislike it or not.

Xiuqi opened her mouth and took another bite, pressing on the tip of her tongue to taste slowly. Mu Xiyao pursed her lips, and raised her hand to tug at Zongzheng Lin's temple hair.

"Your Highness, it suits your taste very well." Seeing him looking down, his eyes flickered, and he immediately changed his expression.

The tip of the tongue lightly touches the upper lip, the brows and eyes are misty, and the look is charming, as if the taste is very good, and the mouth occasionally hums twice. Together with the waxy and soft tone, Zong Zhenglin's eyes suddenly changed color.

Raising her little hand, and touching his lips again, Mu Xiyao was secretly happy in her heart.

Dealing with beasts, all kinds of arrogant ostentation, it's not easy to clean up! Although the big boss is fierce, he will be harmed by the word "color" after all. Being hooked by her beauty, success is in sight.

Knowing that she had the intention to do evil, Zong Zhenglin's eyes gradually darkened. This little thing seems to be addicted to provocation.

"Your Highness, what if you don't want it?" She raised her neck and pouted her lips. That look is clearly provocative.

Knowing that Zong Zhenglin couldn't bear her teasing, Mu Xiyao pressed her empty palm against his chest, and her taste gradually changed.

"Beauty takes the initiative, don't let her mind go away." Zong Zhenglin followed suit, his eyes concealed his desire to move. His eyes fell on her pink and tender face, he took a deep look at her, and he opened his mouth as she wanted.

Jiaojiao, no matter how much I teach you, I still haven't seen you learn to be good.

Eh, let her succeed so easily? Mu Xiyao hasn't used many means yet, but she still has something to say.

Your Highness, is it possible that you are getting more impatient? Just when he was about to stop and be happy, Zong Zhenglin held his fingers and couldn't move.

Pressing her wrist, His Highness the Sixth Highness curled his fingertips lightly, and the words that came out of his mouth made Mu Xiyao understand in an instant that it was not because of her ability, but that His Highness Sixth Highness was cunning and scheming.

"The taste is not as sweet as Jiaojiao." Compared to when she was in love, ordinary food tastes like chewing wax.

Being so "praised" by others, especially in the daytime, Mu Xiyao felt depressed, ashamed and indignant.

Well, Zong Zhenglin, you are clearly playing tricks, secretly taking advantage of everything, and making fun of others!

"Your Highness, no matter how satisfied you are with this concubine, don't be in a hurry to praise me here. Concubine is shy..." Pretending to be ashamed, Mu Xiyao wished she could jump.

"Jiaojiao."

"Huh?" Mu Xiyao instinctively looked up when Zong Zhenglin called her. He just raised his neck, and was grabbed by the back of the head by His Royal Highness...

After a long time, Zong Zhenglin let go of her lips in satisfaction. After rinsing his mouth with tea, he looked very good.

"Jujube mud cake is Jiaojiao's favorite, and this hall is willing to let it go." His thumb brushed her lips, and Zong Zhenglin was extremely satisfied.

The little girl's temper is often teased, it's like keeping a pet, it's very interesting.

Mu Xiyao's eyes were full of mist, her cheeks were bulging, and her heart was filled with anger.

Not only was the incense and jade stolen by Zong Zhenglin, but also the cakes were fed back intact. Now she has half of the jujube cake in her mouth, and it is difficult to even chew it.

Asking him to bully him again so soon, Mu Xiyao pitifully held the teacup and swallowed slowly.

The chicken didn't steal it, but lost itself in it. It seems that the future emperor's advantage is becoming more and more difficult to take advantage of...