Chapter 272

In the first month of the fourteenth year of Zhanghe, there were still seven days before the New Year's Day, and the harem of Emperor Yuan Cheng was full of turmoil, and the ups and downs were so fast that it was dizzying.

Originally, from the first rank and four concubines, only the sixth highness's biological mother, Concubine Shu, has been favored and loved, and the other concubines have long been vacant. Now that the emperor's imperial decree has been issued, the newly favored third-rank Yan concubine surpasses the third rank and is directly promoted to the concubine De. The daughter of the commander of the Nine Gates Infantry, from Fu Zhaoyi, the second rank and nine concubines, was named a virtuous concubine.

However, Xu Jieyu of the third rank and Guo Ronghua of the fourth rank, who had entered the palace not long ago and had to be pampered for a while, caused Long Yan to be furious because of their disrespect in front of the imperial court. The imperial edict is not allowed to enter or leave. Everyone with a discerning eye knows that this is a broken future, and the grace is hard to recover. The rest of the concubines have sons and concubines, each promoted to one level, and there is a faint tendency to seal the harem.

The most surprising thing was the emperor's decree, which released nearly a hundred maidservants out of the palace a year in advance, and sent more than 70 eunuchs to live outside the palace. The small selection, which was supposed to be scheduled for fifteen years, was brought forward to April next year. With such a big change, not to mention Shengjing, even women of the right age in Zhuzhou have to carefully consider their future.

Those who don't want to enter the palace quickly find someone else to exchange Geng Tie. Most of the aristocratic families with hope in their hearts and intending to glorify their lintels are busy looking for ways to invite nuns to teach them how to behave in the palace.

As for the previous dynasty, there were only two major events that Mu Xiyao took to heart.

One of them is that the Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs returned to his hometown, and the new lord, unfortunately, it was she and Zong Zhenglin who accidentally met the extremely slippery Fang Qinglin who was disliked by the prince in the red building, Mr. Fang .

As for the second matter, Mu Xiyao put more thought into it and probed very carefully.

Doctor Yushitai and Yushi Zhongcheng jointly filed a memorial, saying that the Ministry of Internal Affairs has outdated regulations, confusion of powers, and unclear orders. It is advisable to restructure and build another inner court secretary.

As soon as these words come out, it can be said that one hair will move the whole body. The Ministry of Internal Affairs is the place where the power of the aristocratic family is entrenched. No wonder the previous dynasty was in constant turmoil and there was no conclusion for a long time. Fortunately, no one is blind and deaf, and they all understand what that person means, and they are not so confused as to remonstrate and speak nonsense.

At present, there are changes in the palace and harem. Mu Xiyao patiently sorted out the complex relationship, and finally managed to sort out the complex relationship clearly.

The thing that confuses her the most during this period is that the eldest master in the prince's mansion, her sixth highness suddenly gets busy, especially at night so busy that she can hardly see anyone. Whenever she stays in the mansion, she either rests in the study in front, or stays with her for a long time before entering the house late and disappearing in the morning.

Mu Xiyao sneaked out a mirror from under the soft pillow, and by the light of the candle, stroked her temples and took a closer look. I took photos inside and out, and I didn't feel any signs of aging. In her opinion, this skin is still pink and tender, as delicate and beautiful as a flower bone. Because I used a lot of soup to nourish, I became more energetic.

Turning her head to stare at the person who was concentrating on reviewing the official documents behind the desk, Mu Xiyao groaned and threw the enamel-painted golden Xizi mirror in her hand on the bedside, and pouted her mouth high at that person.

**** Li Jiangyang is already irritable and boring, and being rejected by the boss, this feeling makes Mu Xiyao impatient.

Sensing that she was strange, Zong Zhenglin raised his eyes. Not far away, there is a woman who is leaning against the bed, with a beautiful head and eyebrows, and a beautiful appearance. Pretty face, flushed with rosy clouds. A pair of eyes glowing with water vapor, shining brightly and charmingly, seems to capture people's hearts and souls.

A slender porcelain-white side neck was exposed, and the bright yellow tie behind the neck also showed traces.

Zong Zhenglin slowly lowered his eyes, his fingers holding the pen were a little stiff.

"What for?" After reading the book carefully, he lost his temper inexplicably.

"Your Highness, has this concubine offended you in the past few days?" the female voice was very aggrieved.

"No." Zong Zhenglin guessed what she meant, and even his wrists stiffened.

Looking at him carefully again for a moment, Mu Xiyao nodded her head, and obediently lay down hugging the quilt.

"Your Highness, don't rest too late, it will hurt your body."

He was already prone to drowsiness due to the effect of the medicine, but at this time he was not in a good mood, since he said that he had nothing to do with her, he had to get enough sleep before investigating.

Hearing her breathing calmly, Zong Zhenglin stroked his forehead and closed his eyes.

It is too hard.

In the dead of night, in her dream, Mu Xiyao felt as if her whole body was engulfed in a sea of ​​flames, her back was scorched so badly that even her breathing felt like she was about to be set on fire. It was so hot that it couldn't stand it anymore, and I ended up in a daze, with my eyes stretched open a thin slit.

I thought about calling someone to pour a glass of warm water, and wringing out a towel to wipe off my sweat.

Before she could make a sound, she suddenly heard the person behind her breathing heavily, and the hot air from her nostrils puffed on the back of her neck.

It was Zong Zhenglin who disturbed her dream? Mu Xiyao was surprised. No wonder the heat was unbearable. It turned out that the man "set the fire" behind his back. Frowning slightly, she was about to turn over when his hot palm caressed her arm.

Mu Xiyao was startled, and resisted the shouting that blocked her throat. Mu Xiyao was full of doubts.

Why was this man holding her arm in the middle of the night? Intuit scary.

He held his breath, trying to soothe him so as not to attract his attention. Are those abnormalities in recent days related to this?

The man's palm became hotter and hotter, and the breathing behind her ear became more rapid. After a while, even the bed collapsed slightly.

If Mu Xiyao still doesn't know what's going on now, I'm too sorry for her rich accumulation in her previous life.

His face was burning hot, the burning was worse than in the dream, and he didn't dare to make any sound.

Zong Zhenglin's palms slowly rose until they touched her shoulders, and then they stopped abruptly, without moving a bit.

She was almost burned by his passion through her clothes, Mu Xiyao tightly closed her eyes, and couldn't help but think of what kind of mood Zong Zhenglin should be at this time...

When she was outside, such a cold and indifferent, upright and aloof person, once she got into her heart, she would be very emotional, and she just held her shoulders, and relieved her desire alone in the middle of the night. The prince's mansion is full of women who don't want to be polluted, but they only hold back their breath and tremble next to her. Mu Xiyao's eyelashes fluttered, her thoughts were complicated and unspeakable.

After a long while, I felt that the bed collapsed suddenly and trembled intensified, and Zong Zhenglin's palm holding her shoulder moved away in an instant. After that, there was a low cry, and then the man quietly got out of bed, and the rustling sound of changing clothes was heard.

The hoarse murmur echoed in Mu Xiyao's ears for a long time, and the sound of "Jiaojiao" accompanied her into sleepiness.

Early the next morning, when he opened his eyes, he did not see Zong Zhenglin again. Suddenly remembering what happened yesterday, his cheeks blushed immediately with embarrassment.

That dirty trousers... Mu Xiyao hurriedly stood up and looked around. He looked around but didn't find it, so he could only comfort himself that Lord Boss would deal with it properly, and wouldn't let the maids in the mansion find out the abnormality.

After Zong Zhenglin returned to the mansion in the afternoon, the two got along naturally and smoothly, as if they were not disturbed by that matter at all.

His Highness the Sixth Highness still doesn't know how to act in private and be noticed by others. At that time, Mu Xiyao's seductive mood was repeatedly in his mind, and he was addicted to it and lost his vigilance.

As for Mu Xiyao, facing Zong Zhenglin like this, she was both embarrassed and slightly strange, and she didn't know how to speak so as not to hurt his face. For the time being, I can't think of a solution, so I can only lie in his arms as usual, laughing and talking Yanyan.