The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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"Yeah, his subordinates are also worried about this," Pang Yi was worried. "If Long Live Lord knows what was found from Ma Zhiming's house when he is full, he will naturally think of King Pingxi as soon as possible, according to Long Live Lord's fear and suspicion of King Pingxi, I am afraid that he will take this opportunity to eradicate King Pingxi, maybe he will continue to make a big case in 20 years! "

"You're right. Long live Lord will seize every opportunity to suppress Ping Xi Wang, so even he can perceive that Ping Xi Wang is not really a murderer behind the scenes, but is framed by people. He is afraid that he will choose to close his eyes. With one eye, take the countermeasure and crush the King of Peace to the death, "Zhong Mingwei whispered slowly, sighing softly, and then said," This man is really stable and ruthless, pointing the real murderer directly to King Pingxi, naturally is touching Clearing the temperament of the father emperor, it also counts that the father emperor will never let go of such a good opportunity to suppress the king. "

"Now what should we do now?" Kong Wenmin frowned, "Now it is a trap that has been laid out by others, and now it must have reached the ears of Long live the Lord. If the Grandpa does not report this to the Long Live Lord, then Long Live Lord It is bound to doubt that this is the protection of King Pingxi. At that time, the people behind the scenes might even throw out a calculation, and actually classify him and King Xi together as the real murderer behind the assassination of the four princes. If that is the case, then But the big thing is not good. "

"Yeah, Long live Lord's attitude towards the Lord has always been unclear, and he used to hate suppressing. If at this time Wang Pingxi and the Lord were connected together, the situation of the Lord ..." Pang Yi frowned deeply and wrinkled a " The word "chuan" comes later. He can't say anything more, but everyone knows what he wants to say.

If Zhong Zhiheng seriously classified Pingxi Wang and Zhong Mingwei as one party, Zhong Mingwei was afraid that even a single person could not do it, and he had no life to leave the capital.

"So, tomorrow morning, I will have to go to the palace." Zhong Mingwei said in a deep voice.

Pang Yi looked nervously at Zhong Mingwei: "Grandpa, are you going to report to the long lived grandpa that Zhou Youan and Prince Rong have close contacts and is related to the murder of the four princes?"

"No," Zhong Mingwei shook his head, sipped his tea, and then said in a deep voice, "Now the father emperor's mind is not on the murder of the four princes, but on the king of Pingxi, so I can only choose the father emperor. Love to say. "

Kong Wenmin was shocked: "Yeah, are you going to show to Long live Ye, Ma Zhiming is the murderer who assassinated the four princes, and King Pingxi is behind the scenes?"

Zhong Mingwei didn't speak. He put down the tea cup and walked to the back of the book case. He took a writing brush from the pen holder. Pang Yi was too busy to take a piece of rice paper for him to spread out, spread it on the table, and then stood with Kong Wenmin At the table, watching Zhong Mingwei write deeply, then dropped a pen on the rice paper ...

Pang Yi and Kong Wenmin's eyes moved up and down with the soft brush. The more they looked at their expressions, the more shocked they were, and then the joy and excitement that could not be covered. When Zhong Mingwei finished writing the last word, Pang Yihe Both Kong Wenmin exhaled deeply, then met each other and laughed silently.

"Yeah, this letter is very important. Let his subordinates send him to the Northwest Camp!" When Zhong Mingwei put down his brush, Kong Wenmin was busy and asked to take the initiative.

"No, your whereabouts might have been stared at by someone, and it is said that you were sent a letter, even the capital can't get out." Zhong Mingwei said slowly, taking one out of the drawer with his head down The envelope sighed inwards.

Pang Yi was so busy that he clenched his fist and said, "Yeah, my subordinate ..."

"You can't do it anymore," Zhong Mingwei didn't raise his head. While folding the letterhead and putting it in the envelope, he looked at Pang Yi with his eyes. More, let's talk about it, and seeing An's be about to give birth, you are not allowed to go anywhere. "