Chapter 339 Arrogance

Finally entered the Moganling garrison, Wan Jingwen and Zhang Shi each put on a large cloak to cover their entire body tightly. Stepping out of the small sedan chair, seeing the bright yellow prince's tent in front of him, he was so excited beyond words.

"The two concubines wait a moment." Ye Kai saw the two of them coming hand in hand, and stopped someone outside the door to pass the message according to his duties.

After getting His Highness's consent, he respectfully retreated to one side, and waited for the two of them to enter the camp, lowered the curtain, and hurriedly gave the guards behind him a wink. Master Yao specially ordered that it would not be too late to send her a message after these two entered the door.

"The concubine has met His Highness."

The man in front of him was lying on the brocade couch with a blanket on his knees, he closed his eyes and silently raised his hand and cried out. The person looked thinner than before, and his face seemed to be more angular and handsome. The black hair on the back was loose, the lapel of the outer robe was wide open, and the moon-white underclothes inside made Mrs. Zhang feel uneasy and turned her eyes. But Wan Jingwen was in a trance, staying on his chest and remembering that all the underwear of this man in his previous life was clean and white, and if it was dirty, he would not touch it. Once upon a time, she also leaned on his chest and was favored by him for so many months...

Before he knew it, he stretched out his hand to help him close the skirt like in the previous life, so frightened that Mrs. Zhang looked at her irregular movements, her legs were a little weak and she couldn't stand up. It was beyond her imagination that she was usually as honest as Wan Shi, but she was so courageous in front of His Highness. Later, if His Highness is enraged and conceded, even she will be punished accordingly.

"The rule of the Prince's Mansion is to stretch out your hand in front of His Highness at will?"

His fingertips were within a centimeter of touching Zong Zhenglin's robe, but he was shocked by the woman behind him who spoke Wu Nong's soft tone.

"Why, seeing that His Highness is not in good spirits now, and the concubine came here, she didn't ask the concubine first, how is His Highness doing now?"

Turning around, what came into view was a woman in an apricot white thin cloak. The makeup is exquisite, especially the eyeliner, the end of the eye is raised high, and there is a pair of peach blossom eyes underneath, with raised eyebrows. There are flower tints on the eyebrows, and a vermilion gemstone on the forehead. Half of her face was covered with a gauze, and through the gauze, she could vaguely see her plump and round crimson lips. The back of the head is pulled up in a high bun, and the tassels of the jade fan are inserted obliquely, which complement the bright and clear amber earrings on the earlobes.

The woman approached step by step, her footsteps came straight towards the two of them. When he got to the front, he didn't say anything else, just raised his eyebrows, and took the medicine bowl from Ye Kai behind him, his eyes were clearly provocative.

"Your Highness needs some medicine, please step aside."

Mrs. Zhang didn't even think about it when she heard the words, she stepped back and stepped aside. Only Wan Shi stared at her, with a chill in his eyes.

If it is said that Mrs. Mu is a monster, with a seductive aura all over her body, then this woman is arrogant, so proud that she can't help but want to spit on her face when she sees her.

Asking her to give way to a concubine of the imperial prince's mansion with a woman of unknown origin and dishonest, not to mention that there has never been such a thing in Shengjing City, even in the Central Plains, I have never heard of any family with such low-class rules. . Looking sideways at Zhang's hopeless appearance, Wan Jingwen was so angry that she wished she could pull her hair and tell her to wake up and recognize her identity. If there is such a person standing around, she will be humiliated for no reason, and her momentum will be weakened.

The two looked at each other, and after a moment of stalemate, the woman who just came in purposely elongated her tone, and spoke in a crisp Yangzhou voice, without entanglement with her, she directly called Zong Zhenglin behind her to speak.

"Your Highness, if the medicine is cold, it will cool your stomach." He opened his mouth to insinuate.

Zhang's complexion changed, and she instinctively raised her head to look at His Highness the Sixth Highness, but saw the man who had closed his eyes just now suddenly opened his eyes, staring straight at the two people who were in a stalemate, his phoenix eyes sank.

He stopped looking at her gloomy eyes, held the medicine bowl in his left hand, and with a light touch of the crutch of his right hand, he pushed people aside, and walked to Zongzheng Lin's bed. He moved the brocade stool by himself and sat down, without even asking His Highness what he meant, he just took the spoon and touched it on the edge of the bowl.

In front of the two of them, he put the medicine bowl first, then lifted the corner of the face towel, leaned over to hold the spoon in his mouth, tried the hot and cold, nodded his head as if he was satisfied, then picked up the bowl again, and imprinted her bright red color clearly. The spoon of mouth fat was delivered straight to Zong Zhenglin's lips.

"It's just the right time for hot and cold." Tan Kou's fingertips painted in laurel are twisting the porcelain spoon, his little finger is raised high, looking very precious. The light yellow concoction in the spoon swayed slightly with her movements, and the glaring rouge marks made Zhang's face embarrassed. Wan Jingwen, who was pushed away by her, endured the humiliation and only stared at Zong Zhenglin for a moment.

Quietly glanced at the woman in front of her, amused by the dissatisfaction and urge in her eyes, His Highness Six slowly reached out and only took the medicine bowl.

Wan Shi condescendingly glanced at the woman's straight back, his eyes were full of sarcasm. I don't know how many women have tried this kind of trick of fighting for favor in previous lives, and there are only one or two who can succeed.

It's a pity that it didn't take long for her to be proud, and the scene in front of her almost made her lose her face.

"The medicine bowl is hot." Zong Zhenglin put his other hand on her wrist, and put his other hand on her wrist, and his lips were aligned with the lip marks. Just like that, under the gaze of the three women, he stared at her without changing his face. Decoction.

Mrs. Zhang's face was pale, pinching the silk handkerchief with her fingertips, she thought of Concubine Mu who took good care of her for no reason. Previously, he was just worried, but when he actually saw someone, he realized that this woman might be more proud of being in front of His Highness than the rumors outside.

His eyes were full of worries, not only for Mu Shi, but also for himself in the future.

Wan Jingwen felt that there was no sound around Muran, and her forehead throbbed, as if there was a tingling pain out of nowhere, and her forehead seemed to burst.

Impossible, how is it possible! This scene... This scene made her grit her teeth with hatred, how could it happen to her again in this life, and it was even worse than before!

In her previous life, the ephemeral concubine Mao who was doted on by Emperor Jian'an for nearly two years sat in her palace like this, using porridge as an excuse to kiss me and me with the emperor. At that time, she was already a second-rank concubine, but she was crushed on the head by a third-rank concubine who had just entered the palace. This humiliation, in front of the servants in the palace, Wan Jingwen could never forget it, and hated it for a lifetime.

In the previous life, the concubine just leaned on Zong Zhenglin and handed him a spoon, but today... this woman clearly intended to flirt with Zong Zhenglin in front of her, and wanted to give them a shocking blow.

Her elbow was lightly touched by Mrs. Zhang, Wan Jingwen calmed down her anger, took a deep breath, lowered her eyes, and felt more and more resentment towards Zong Zhenglin in her heart.

If it wasn't for his coldness and lack of luck, if he hadn't favored one woman after another, but never really cared about any of them, how could there be memories of her that have been filled with pain for a lifetime now!

At this moment, he can even accept a bitch from the North. If it wasn't for the absence of the demon girl Mu's company, Zong Zhenglin would have returned to his original nature. For women, just keep them by his side for fun in his free time?