The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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Zhong Mingwei had never thought that Meiya had such a skill, the more he thought that Meiya seemed like a treasure that could not be dug in any way, and always surprised him, making him more and more addicted to her, for a moment. Zhong Mingwei listened to the wailing of the soldiers and puffed up his pride from the bottom of his heart. That was his little girl. He was embroidered with small bats and bamboo shoots for every pair of socks on him. It was to him. His brother will never neglect the extremely enthusiastic princess Xianhui, and also the main backbone that helped him step by step from Ninggu Tower into this imperial city ...

How could there be such a good woman in this world?

How could there be such a lucky man in this world?

...

"Ming Wei, marrying his wife like this, why should he ask?" Zhong Mingwei was stunned, and suddenly a big hand slapped on his shoulder.

Zhong Mingwei looked up suddenly, and looked at the man standing in front of him who was similar to Zhong Zhiheng. However, Zhong Zhiheng always carried a gloomy atmosphere, but the man in front of him was a good person.

"You are ..." Zhong Mingwei's lips shuddered uncontrollably. This was the first time he saw King Pingxi. This Ming Ming has been hit hard by major events in the past 20 years, but has been silently protecting his emperor. Zhong Mingwei couldn't help but nose. Suddenly sour, when I spoke again, the voice was sobbing, "You are ..."

"Good boy, let's go in and say." Zhong Zhiling looked at him like this and was too busy to pat his shoulder and led him into the big account, fearing that he would be ugly in front of the soldiers.

At the moment Zhong Mingwei and Zhong Zhiling entered the big tent. Both Kong Wenmin and Chi Zhongyuan were both jealous and did not follow in. Several people went to the tent next to discuss the siege of tomorrow.

"The uncle is on and worshipped by my nephew!" As soon as he entered the tent, Zhong Mingwei helped Zhong Zengheng to sit on the upper position, and then walked in front of Zhong Zhiling, "knocked down" and knelt down to the ground, then knocked heavily at Zhong Zhiling After three heads, Zhong Zhiling did not stop him, so he watched silently as he bowed down to salute himself.

This is Si Yao's son.

If at that time, he and other princes were playing in the capital of Beijing, rather than heading to the northwest, then this child should be him and Siyao.

Yeah, if he stayed in Beijing, and Si Yao passed his door, their children should be so old.

The child was born very similar to Si Yao, especially the big peach blossom eyes, and it was almost the same as Si Yao, except that his mouth and nose looked like Zhong Hengheng, so it was actually similar to him. It seems that he and Si Yao's children ...

Zhong Zhiling stared staringly at Zhong Mingwei in front of him and bowed his head to salute him. At one time, he felt that his heart and chest were full of sourness, depression, and deep regret. These mixed emotions finally turned into a soft sigh. .

"Fourteen years ago, my nephew failed to stop the 20-year-old case, but he concocted the 20-year-old case in one hand, and persecuted a large number of loyal ministers and ministers in the DPRK and China. I felt very uneasy everywhere, but the uncle punished his nephew because of his nephew's mistakes, but instead supported and supported his nephew everywhere, and the nephew was grateful. "These words that have never been in my heart, burst out together with tears, and said, Zhong Mingwei tapped three more heads on one side. "From now on, my nephew will regard the uncle as his father's filial piety, and my father will be on the court. Please pay my respects."

Zhong Zhiling was said by his words, and his nose was sore, and he was too busy to wink, and then stretched his hand to support Zhong Mingwei, and at the same time pulled a hearty smile to him: "Why? My child is only planning Is filial filial father the verbal? "