The Emperor's Beloved Ugly Girl

Ah Chou was shocked. Then she understood that what Zhong Mingwei asked was the old ginger. After another meal, she understood better. It turned out that Zhong Mingwei thought that the person who sent the rocking chair was also the old ginger. Then she thought about how the old ginger used to treat Zhong Mingwei. Ah Chou immediately understood what Zhong Mingwei was angry about. At that time, he was so upset that he couldn't even eat the noodles.

"I've inquired with bodyguard Kong and said that the bodyguard surnamed Jiang has been ordered back to the capital. He said that he won't come back to Ninggu Pagoda in the future," a Chou said slowly, putting down the bowl and asking Zhong Mingwei, "do you want to drink jasmine?"

"I don't want to," Zhong Mingwei said in a muffled voice. He continued to pick up noodles and ate them for a long time. Then he whispered, "I want to have red bean porridge."

"Cheng, I'll cook it for you tomorrow morning," said ah Chou with a smile. At last, he put his heart in his stomach. He took two mouthfuls of noodles and said, "isn't the tea I made particularly hard to drink?"

"It's not hard to drink," Zhong Mingwei raised his head and looked at ah Chou, slightly hooked his lips. "It's just that the flowers are put too much, and they rush to the nose."

"Well, I'll put it down next time." A Chou smiled and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"You just said that Lao Jiang was the appointed capital?" After dinner, ah Chou gave Zhong Mingwei a massage as usual. As he was pressing his shoulder, Zhong Mingwei suddenly said.

"Yes, the Kong bodyguard said that Lao Jiang was in a hurry and would never come again. Then the two Kong bodyguards stayed and said that they would all work in ningguta in the future." ah Chou was very busy, paused and added in a whisper. "Don't worry, the Jiang bodyguard won't go back to ningguta in the future. Don't worry."

Zhong Mingwei didn't care about her special words. After a pause, he suddenly said, "it must be the Empress Dowager who interceded for me."

"What?" said ah Chou

"It's obvious that Lao Jiang is not a royal army, but he knows everything about the capital. It can be seen that he has close contact with the capital. He should be one of the most important officials, or one of the concubines and princesses in the harem palace." when Zhong Mingwei thought of his first visit to the ancient pagoda of Ning, Lao Jiang's face and brow twisted for a while, and a word "Sichuan" appeared between his eyebrows. After a pause, he continued to slow down "Where is ningguta? It's just a border town to exile a group of sinful ministers, but it's hard to say which sinful minister is holding the life of a large number of people in the capital, so this place has always been a place where all forces are intertwined, whose power does not exist? However, my father just relegated me to Ninggu tower and didn't care about it. He was afraid that he wanted to kill people with a knife. He could not help his son because of his reputation. But now, as soon as the guard of the royal forest army arrived at Ninggu tower, the old Jiang returned to the capital. It can be seen that the father had changed his mind. The Empress Dowager is the only one who can change his mind Yes. "

"He He's going to kill you? " Ah Chou's hand suddenly stopped, and the whole man froze, unable to slow down for a long time. "He's your father, you're his son. Why did he kill you?"

"I don't know," said Zhong Mingwei faintly, his dark eyes fixed on the yellow candle light. "I was afraid of my father from childhood, not because he was the emperor in charge of the world. I always felt that he hated me and hated me from the bottom of his heart."

"No, how?" Ah Chou couldn't stand his light tone. He was very busy and relieved. "You are his first son! It's said that Viva and empress Zhen Xian have a deep relationship. You are the only son of empress Zhen Xian. Can't he hurt you? How can I hate you? "

"But what if the mother died because of me?" Zhong Mingwei said slowly, "do you think he will hate my son?"

Ah Chou took a breath of cool air and asked in a low voice for a long time: "empress Zhen Xian Didn't he die of a violent illness? "

"It's reasonable to say that it's a violent disease," said Zhong Mingwei lightly, "but to be exact, it should be a post natal collapse and death without treatment."