The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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"Where are you like this? What do you like, do you like to be scolded?" Mei Ya was sweet in her heart, but she muttered in her mouth. She had been with Zhong Mingwei for a long time, and she gradually became infected with this pride. send.

"No one else can," Zhong Mingwei said with a smile, rubbing the rounded nose of Meiya, "only you can do it."

"Hey, why are you doing this?" Meiya was embarrassed, he couldn't help but laughed, and rubbed Zhong Mingwei, and then hummed quietly, "Really not angry? I just said you ... cough ... then you ca n’t spit out ivory, are you really not angry? "

"Not angry, not angry at all," Zhong Mingwei smiled lowly, and whispered as she leaned in and kissed Meiya's ruddy lips, "Since you have all dropped your words, otherwise you will find it yourself Find?"

Mei Ya was blushed by his kissed blush, and when she spoke, her voice shuddered gently: "Look, what are you looking for?"

"Look to see if there is any ivory in it ..." Zhong Mingwei said while holding Meiya's face and kissing closely.

"Look for ... found ..." Meiya chuckled inwardly, biting Zhong Mingwei's incisors boldly on the side, "This, this, here, there is one ..."

"Continue to find," Zhong Mingwei's breath was suddenly heavy, and the chin holding Meiya was extremely fierce. "Also, there are more, enough to find you all night ..."

...

Jiasheng 33rd February 26

That night.

Jingshi.

Imperial Forest Camp.

When Ma Zhiming, the commander of the Royal Forest Army, was wiping his sword in the room, he heard rapid footsteps from outside. He shook his head, and his heart had been all these years. Why couldn't An'an be able to change this impatient this week, he took the sword When the scabbard was inserted, a knock came from outside.

"General." Zhou Youan called out standing outside the door.

"Come in." Ma Zhiming said in a deep voice, while hanging the sword on the wall, sitting on the soft couch, while picking up the teapot, he slowly poured a cup of tea.

"General," Zhou Youan hurriedly pushed the door in. While turning around and closing the door, he hurriedly walked to the soft couch and pulled out a letter from his arms. His hands were presented to Ma Zhiming. Here comes the 600 Lijia Urgent Letter, please check the army. "

Ma Zhiming's relaxed face suddenly dimmed. He took the letter from Zhou Youan and hurriedly opened it. His eyes swept on the thin letterhead. The more he looked at the expression on his face, the more dignified, and finally, He put the letter on the table, shook his head inexplicably, and whispered: "How could this be?"

Zhou was busy and asked: "General, what did the protagonist tell you?"

"Look at it yourself." Ma Zhiming passed the letter, picked up the tea cup, and took a sip.

"What does the hero mean?" The next second, Zhou Youan was also shocked. He read his heart back and forth several times. Then he put down the letter, looked at Ma Zhiming, and then lowered his voice, "The hero always came and The princes do not have any involvement, how can they think so at this time? "

"Yeah, the protagonist's mind is really puzzling," Ma Zhiming nodded and said to Zhou You again, "Sit down and talk."

"The subordinates really don't understand what the main purpose of the protagonist is. If the protagonist wants to intervene in the process of taking possession of his son, then he shouldn't be interested in the half-dead paralysis?" Zhou Anan frowned, pursing his lips, He looked at Ma Zhiming again, "General, the protagonist's intention is to help the abandoned Crown Prince not succeed?"

"The protagonist didn't say anything, and the letter was just an account. Let us protect the waste prince from the bullying in Ninggu Tower," Ma Zhiming glanced at the letterhead again, frowning and shaking. Shaking his head, "The other protagonists haven't explained that, only let us ensure the safety of the Crown Prince, and ensure that Ninggu Tower is not in disorder. The protagonist's mind is unpredictable."

"Who said no? The protagonist has never cared about the princes, but now he is letting us take care of the waste prince, and he ordered it by hand, which is really rare," Zhou Youan also nodded. "It seems that the protagonist's heart is a little bit It ’s just that we do n’t need to know for now. "

Ma Zhiming nodded and said nothing. While taking a sip of tea, he suddenly put down the tea cup and looked at Zhou Youan: "How did Jin Yiwei handle the man's third son of the Jiang family in Beijing?"