The Beloved Imperial Consort

When Mu Xiyao saw the beauty of Shuangyan Pond, she immediately exclaimed. The entire Shuangyan Pool is three feet square and is entirely made of jade and bluestone. One side of the pool is covered with refined fur, and the other side is covered with a bamboo cool board. There are complete sets of tables and chairs and a large soft couch for rest on the shore. There are everything for living on the couch. There is even a bronze mirror dressing table. When Mu Xiyao looked at Nata, she knew what Zong Zhenglin was thinking, so she couldn't help turning her head and giving him a nasty look.

The warm water in the pool has a light milky white color. According to Zong Zhenglin, it is the health soup added in the palace. The petals of Chiba grass that Mu Xiyao likes are floating on the water.

Zong Zhenglin hugged Mu Xiyao and sat down on the cool chair, first handed her a cup of warm water to feed her. This is Mu Xiyao's little habit that she learned about in the other courtyard last time. After she swallowed, Zong Zhenglin leaned down and sucked his plump and moist lips. The two hugged each other, their bodies were close to each other, their lips and teeth were lingering, and there was a sound of smacking.

"Your Highness, can I wait for you to take a bath?" Mu Xiyao asked out of breath.

Zong Zhenglin immediately picked her up, walked to the edge of the pool, and put her down gently. Unexpectedly, as soon as Mu Xiyao's foot fell to the ground, she was unable to stand still, so she slid down. Zong Zhenglin quickly put his arms around her slender waist, and stroked her cheek with the other, the teasing in his eyes was obvious. "This is that, Jiao Weili?"

Hearing the man's pride, Mu Xiyao untied Zongzheng Lin's inner garment with her small hands, slowly pulled it away, and lightly brushed the man's chest with her fingertips, and said softly, "The concubine is naturally not as majestic as His Highness~ ~", with a high voice, glanced at Zong Zhenglin's body vaguely, then shyly moved away, his face flushed delicately.

Zong Zhenglin was so teased that he breathed heavily, took a deep look at the woman's shy appearance, and dragged her into the pool.

The man is tall and slender, and his figure, which has been practicing martial arts all year round, is even more perfect. Standing behind him, Mu Xiyao picked up the pool water with her small hands, and gently washed his back, but she saw a scar extending from the left shoulder to the right waist. Mu Xiyao slowly traced the old scar with her fingertips, which made Zong Zhenglin tremble all over.

"Your Highness, does it still hurt?" He stroked it with his fingertips repeatedly.

"I was assassinated at the age of seven, and I've been fine for a long time." After hearing the brief description, Mu Xiyao felt a little sore in her heart. For the children in the palace, there is a saying that is most suitable, "There is no childhood." Growing up in all kinds of secrets since childhood, they may die at any time, which is really sad.

Mu Xiyao touched her lips, as if she was cautious, and slowly kissed down with the tip of her tongue along the scar.

The two had a good time in the pool, and finally remembered that it was late, so they dried off and went outside.

It was the first time for Zong Zhenglin to dress a woman, but after stumbling, he managed to tie a belt for her.

The two were lingering, but they heard Zhao Mama outside said that Tang Shufei's maid had something to report.

Zong Zhenglin didn't seem to hear, he was still stroking Mu Xiyao's hair with a focused expression. Mu Xiyao tugged at the jacket that was wrinkled by the man beside her, and then called to wait in the side hall.

Looking at the appearance of His Highness and Master, Zhao Mama understood one or two of them, and backed out with a smile.

Mu Xiyao tugged at Zong Zhenglin's cuff, raised her head and blinked at him. "Your Highness, do you want to court the number of women at night?" The tone was peaceful, and a small hand touched the soft flesh of his waist, and poked it a few times threateningly.

Zong Zhenglin was amused by her small appearance, "Yu Shunv has never tried it before." He raised Mu Xiyao's chin and stroked it gently, then looked at her again, "Yu Yinv, several times, I have come to try it tonight, Are you okay?" His eyes were burning and his voice was low.

Mu Xiyao's face turned red, and she cursed angrily, "Irreverent!" She got up and wanted to go to the side hall. Zong Zhenglin also got up, shook her hand, and led them away.