The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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"Why not?" Zhong Mingwei looked at Pang Yi and said slowly.

"Yes, Madam ’s current identity is unusual after all. It ’s too dazzling to go out of Beijing hurriedly. If someone is staring at the itinerary, I ’m afraid that the journey from Jingshi to Ninggu Pagoda will not be safe. Besides, if this matter is When he stabbed in front of Long live, Long live must doubt his wife's identity. If Jiang Bairen was sent to Ningguta to recheck his wife's identity, he would definitely bring out his wife's identity as a criminal slave. , "Speaking of which, Pang Yi lowered his voice again," Yeah, now Long live Ye Ming is here to help you get up to the top. At this juncture, our Anjun Wangfu can't come out a little bit, yeah, or else ... or hide from my wife first? "

"Pang Yi, I have lived for thirty-four years. It is half my life. In my life, I have been glorified, and I have been ups and downs, ups and downs, highs and lows. It is really too much experience. Pang Yi, I realized One reason, "Zhong Mingwei whispered, gently rubbing the white jade Guanyin in his hand, and whispered," That is, it must be clear what is the most important, and what must be maintained to grasp of."

"You're right. Long live my grandfather is really willing to help me up, but if the condition of this up is to hide her death from grandmother conscientiously, and let her miss the funeral of grandmother Chen, then I would rather give up Long live Lord ’s help, ”Zhong Mingwei paused when he said this, he stared at the quiet and quiet water lily in the room, and said slowly,“ Why should I take this mountain? It ’s to avoid killing anyone on the chopping board. The fish is for the carefree life of her life, but if the price is to leave a pimple in her heart that can't be solved by eternal life, then what is the point of me taking this mountain? "

"The subordinates are too selfish, please ask him to punish him." Pang Yi was too busy to kneel.

It's not practical for Zhong Mingwei to say this, and he has already started to feel guilty in his heart. Granny Chen is only to protect the life of Xiao An's, is it not uncomfortable or painful in his heart? But what he valued most was Zhong Mingwei, so for Zhong Mingwei ’s sake, he still did n’t want Meiya to go back to Ninggu Tower for funeral at this time. This was something that a loyal subordinate should consider and should stop, but it was also taken care of by Grandma Chen. Enhui's younger generation, when he said this, why did he not suffer?

"Okay, then punish you ..." Zhong Mingwei said while placing Baiyu Guanyin in Pang Yi's hand, while saying, "Punish you to check the origin of Baiyu Guanyin carefully, and check carefully. Check as much as you can. "

Pang Yi looked at the white jade Guanyin and raised his head to ask Zhong Mingwei: "Sir, is this to check Mrs. Madam's life experience?"

"Well," Zhong Mingwei nodded and continued with a sip. "She never said anything, but she has always been curious about her life experience. She used to be in Ninggu Tower. Since she didn't have the ability to check with her, now she should. Help her to find out what family she was from. In the coming New Year, I can take her to worship my father-in-law and mother-in-law. "

"But ..." Pang Yi said a little hesitantly. "The lady is a criminal slave. If you really find out what shouldn't be investigated, you or the Prince Rong will be aware of it, then ... maybe it's not good?"

"It's okay, when I became the emperor, and the girl became the queen, no one would dare to beg the girl's origin again, and there is nothing to check," Zhong Mingwei seemed indifferent, and Pang Yidao said, " Keep the girl secret first, you know? "

"Yes, my subordinates understand," Pang Yi knew that Zhong Mingwei was deliberately trying to please Meiya. He picked up an opportunity to offer treasure. He couldn't help but hooked his lips. He put away Baiyu Guanyin and said again, "Forget it Time, my wife is coming back. "