The Beloved Imperial Consort

It has been a month since the good news came out from Danruoyuan. Something big happened this month.

After the prince was grounded, he had a violent temper and was completely absurd in the backyard. He actually accepted a top card in a brothel and hung out with him every night. They even wantonly collected obscene objects and used them on the female relatives in the backyard, making the prince's mansion extremely filthy.

The crown prince's side concubine is the second daughter of the Duke's mansion, gentle and virtuous, dignified and noble. She was used by the crown prince as a prostitution item, and was taunted and ridiculed by the prostitutes in the brothel. How could she be humiliated like this? He swallowed gold alive and killed himself.

When this happened, the eldest son of the side concubine drew his sword and chopped off the prostitute's head, but was kicked in the chest by Zong Zhenghui, vomiting blood on the spot and hurting the lungs. The imperial doctor diagnosed that he would cough frequently in the future, and the soup would continue .

The concubine was frightened while raising her baby in the mansion, and gave birth to a frail baby boy two months ahead of schedule. The baby was congenitally deficient and very weak. After seeing it, the imperial doctors shook their heads and sighed, saying that it might be difficult to raise them.

When Emperor Yuan Cheng learned of this, he was furious, and became ill for a while. Except for the crown prince and eldest prince who were grounded, all the princes over twelve years old took turns to serve the sick.

Zong Zhenglin was temporarily taking over the government affairs in the prince's hands, and he was worried about Mu Xiyao's daily life and diet, coupled with the current sickness, he was so busy that he couldn't do anything, and he seemed to have lost weight.

The Sixth Highness, who is usually handsome and elegant, is now so busy that he didn't even have time to take care of his beard. It was Mu Xiyao who watched him at night and cleaned it up for him. After tidying up and wiping his face, the man was already so tired that he fell asleep lying on Mu Xiyao's lap. Mu Xiyao quietly looked at Zong Zhenglin's handsome face under the dim candlelight, and sighed. I sigh in my heart, it is really not easy to be a party and government leader, it is best to be a concubine or something.

Mu Xiyao watched the man go out early and return late every day, and had missed meals for several days in a row, so she called the nanny to prepare special meals for Zong Zhenglin, usually with meat and vegetables, light taste, plus a cup of Make up the soup, let Wei Zhen deliver it hot. Such delivery of meals twice a day made Zong Zhenglin feel uncomfortable.

Concubine Mu Shu's thoughtfulness sent a signal to the backyard to fight for favor, and provoked a group of women to send soup to the study in the front yard, and they didn't repeat the taste for a change. Zong Zhenglin has always been eccentric, and with just one sentence of "no rules", he dismissed the women from all courts who were ready to move, and broke his heart all over the place.

As Zong Zhenglin got busy, he spent less and less time in the backyard. He often rested in the study room, and when he returned home, he also took the opportunity to visit Mu Xiyao in Danruoyuan, and then he just left.

This is the case in Danruoyuan, and none of the other courtyards have seen a shadow. His Highness returned to the mansion for a month and a half, except to visit Mrs. Mu, he didn't ask for a bed once. At present, it is often placed in the study, which makes these women make up their minds. Perhaps serving in the study for a while will give birth to a child?

Everyone is planning, but the one who doesn't want to act first is the most disciplined concubine Tang Shu.

Tang Yiru took the cloak she had sewn by herself, and brought her maid Shutao to the study to ask for an audience.

Zong Zhenglin was resting his eyes with his eyes closed, thinking that the Fifth Dynasty should already be on his way, and when he came back, he would be able to let go of many affairs, not to mention Gong Shuyang, whom he strongly recommended to assist. On the political side, you can rest assured.

He was thinking of going to Danruoyuan at night to fall asleep with the little girl's soft body in his arms, or to talk, but Wei Zhen came to report that he would see you outside the door of Concubine Tang Shu.

Zong Zhenglin didn't open his eyes, but frowned. Down's? She has always been very peaceful in the backyard, so why did she come? Thinking that after all, it was Emperor Yuan Cheng who personally referred to the concubine, and people were always well-behaved, so it was better to save some face, so he nodded in agreement.

Wei Zhen stopped Shutao and only invited Concubine Tang Shu to enter. Tang nodded his thanks, and entered slowly.

Tang Yiru just entered the study, and a gust of heat rushed over her face. There should be an earth dragon burning in the house, and it really is a noble from the Tian family, unlike the backyard, there is only a brazier below the side concubine.

Tang Yiru took off her cloak and put it on the flower stand at the door. Lightly moving the lotus steps, turning the screen, he saw His Highness the Sixth Highness lying on his side on the soft couch, with his head supported on one hand, his legs slightly bent, eyes closed and concentrated. His black hair was loose behind him, and only an indigo robe was loosely draped over his body, exposing the white inner garment.

This was the first time Zong Zhenglin appeared in front of Tang Yiru with such a relaxed attitude. There is no usual deliberate alienation and indifference, nor is there any intimidating momentum and coldness. Just lying there leisurely like this makes the man even more handsome.

Her heart beat faster, Tang Yiru took a few deep breaths, and stood a few steps closer, "My concubine greets Your Highness." The female voice was gentle and not flattering.

"Hmm. What's the matter?" Zong Zhenglin called out without opening his eyes. His tone was much better than that of the concubine in the backyard.

Tang Yiru hesitated for a moment, then walked behind Zong Zhenglin, raised his hand and gently pressed the man's shoulder with moderate force and sophisticated technique.

"Your Highness, my concubine saw that your highness has been quite tired these days, and she went out early and returned late, so I wove a big cloak. In the morning and evening, it can cover you from the frost and cold. I only hope that your highness is healthy." Very considerate and thoughtful, concubine's The posture is also just right.

Zong Zhenglin enjoyed the comfortable kneading on his shoulders, and his voice was slightly slower, "You have a heart."

Seeing that Zong Zhenglin didn't say much anymore, Tang Yiru guessed that he liked to be quiet, so he just waited on him quietly and kept moving his hands.

Looking around, His Highness Sixth Highness's study room is very spacious. Rows of bookshelves are full of books. There are stacks of official documents piled up on the table, although there are many objects, they are well organized and neat. There is no warm decoration in the whole study, except for a plum blossom, which is very energetic in the vase. It turns out that the flowers that His Highness likes in private are also air-conditioned.

Tang Yiru guessed wrong this time. This plum blossom was just cut by Mu Xiyao in the plum grove. Thinking that Zong Zhenglin's study didn't even have a single flower or grass, it was too rigid, so she asked Mo Lan to send it. When Zong Zhenglin received the plum branches, he specially opened the treasury and picked blue and white glazed vases to match.

After a quarter of an hour, Tang Yiru saw that Zong Zhenglin was still resting quietly, made up his mind, and boldly slowly put his hand towards Zong Zhenglin's chest.

Gently stroking Zong Zhenglin's chest, Tang Yiru was ecstatic, His Highness didn't resist, let alone push her away!

So he turned to the front of the couch, knelt down slowly, and the catkin slowly slid down on Zong Zhenglin's chest. When passing through the lower abdomen, he gently stroked a few circles back and forth, and sure enough, he saw a slight bulge in His Highness's lower abdomen. It was emotional.

Tang Yiru's face was flushed, thinking that His Highness hadn't asked for a bed in the past few days, no wonder he reacted so quickly.

So Tang Yiru was even more pleasantly surprised, just as she was about to lift up Zongzheng Lin's clothes, a sudden big hand grabbed her wrist, making her unable to move.

Tang Yiru raised her eyes in astonishment, just in time to meet Shang Zongzhenglin's deep phoenix eyes, and was at a loss for a moment.

Zong Zhenglin looked at the woman who was close in front of him. She had plain makeup, elegant clothes, and a plump figure. A pair of almond eyes stared at him infatuatedly, full of affection.

Being teased by such a woman is not restless. It had been nearly two months before Mu Xiyao was near him, and Zong Zhenglin already had a backlog of anger. Now being seduced by Tang's kneading is even more unbearable.

Looking at the woman in the backyard that belonged to him, Zong Zhenglin thought of the fetus in the little woman's womb, suppressed the throbbing, stretched out his hand to pull the clothes on, then got up, took care of it, and went out.

Tang Yiru knelt on the ground blankly, watching Zong Zhenglin stepping up to leave, and called out in a trembling voice, "Your Highness~~"

Zong Zhenglin paused for a while, without turning his head, his voice became calm, "Tang."

Tang Yiru's eyes lit up when he heard Zong Zhenglin calling him, but he didn't want the man's words to be harsh, "The study is a place where you can't enter without an edict. This is the only time." After speaking, Zong Zhenglin jumped over the screen and went out.

Tang Yiru knelt on the ground in a daze for a moment, her mind was in a mess, and mist slowly formed in her eyes.

She couldn't figure out why His Highness pushed her away when he was obviously emotional. If you don't hate yourself, why don't you let yourself serve yourself? Tears rolled down Tang Yiru's mouth, feeling that the great shame was about to annihilate her. Can such an initiative not come true?

Or is it that His Highness is now focused on protecting the fetus in Mu Shi's womb, and can't tolerate any complications?

Tang Yiru was disturbed, but got up and wiped away her tears, took a deep breath, put on her cloak, put on Shutao, and went back to Shuhui Garden proudly.

Even if you don't get His Highness's favor this time, it's good to be decent. Among the women in the courtyard, she was the only one other than Mrs. Mu who had entered His Highness's study. That's enough. As for His Highness's favor, you can plan slowly. After all, from today's point of view, His Highness is not only Namu's, isn't it?

After experiencing this incident, Tang Yiru became more determined in her heart, thinking that when the concubine enters the mansion, it will be a different situation, and it is still unknown who will win the battle.

In Danruo Garden, Mu Xiyao had already learned that Concubine Tang Shu had come to the study of His Highness the Sixth Prince. Flipping through the new book she just got, Mu Xiyao narrowed her eyes slightly. Want to take advantage of her pregnancy to split up? These women are really smart.

It's a pity that Tang Yiru chose the wrong place. No matter how hungry and thirsty Zong Zhenglin was, he would not sleep with a random woman in the study. This man's mind is made for an emperor. What he made up his mind to, that is ironclad.

Although she doesn't know how much Zong Zhenglin has affection for her, what Mu Xiyao is sure of is that he is now wholeheartedly expecting the eldest son to come out of her stomach. In this way, according to that man's temper, it may be difficult for other women to fulfill their wishes at present.