The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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"My lord!" A middle-aged man with a burly figure who was a practiser at first glance stepped forward and bowed to Zhong Zhiling.

"Okay, you don't need so many rules." Zhong Zhiling said slowly, lifting her feet toward the study.

"Isn't this in the capital?" The man said, and he also followed behind King Pingxi, with a big smile on his face. "If someone else saw us in Pingxi's palace, he wouldn't be as big or as rough as a pie, afraid It ’s the name of Tired Lord Ye. "

"Forget it, would you expect your five big and three thick generals to become gentle and modest gentlemen?" Zhong Zhiling smiled faintly. "Today, when he enters the palace, even the elder brother dislikes this king's school, so it must cost the king. Can the arrogant and the brutal people bring up the knowledgeable men? "

"Long live Ye said that prince really?" When he walked to the door of the study, the man was too busy to open the door and let Zhong Zhiling go in. While he followed him in, he closed the door again, "The subordinate is at home but For the prince, he has been worried. Unexpectedly, this trip into the palace, the prince and the emperor seem to have a great conversation. "

"It's all right," Zhong Zhiling said lightly, while sitting on the soft couch, pointing to the teapot on the table, and said to the man again, "Have you not received any news today?"

"Master Qijun, the subordinate is about to report the matter," the man got up and brought the teapot, pouring the tea to Zhong Zhiling, while lowering his voice, "Dai Jingfeng has entered Shaanxi. When will we start, Lord?"

"Don't worry, let's follow first," Zhong Zhiling took a sip of tea and continued, "Wait until he enters southern Xinjiang."

"Yes, my subordinates understand."

"Oh, Meng Tan, is there any news over Turk?" Zhong Zhiling asked again.

"Princess Qi Yun, the princess said, everything is done according to the prince's wishes, please rest assured," said the man named Meng Tan, and he paused again at this point, obviously hesitant, and then said a little later, "The princess still has something to tell the prince."

"Oh? What?" Zhong Zhiling seemed surprised by this, looking down at Meng Tan while putting down the tea cup.

"The princess said, please grief the prince." Meng Tan said in a deep voice.

Zhong Zhiling was stunned, and I remembered that the day after tomorrow was July 7. She couldn't help but hooked her lips, and said softly: "She remembers better than me every year."

Looking at the expression on Zhong Zhiling's face, Meng Tan was a bit complicated. He clearly said what he wanted to say, but he couldn't say anything, but now he had to bow down: "If there is nothing else, that is Let's retreat first. "

"Take out all the pastry and let the brethren eat it separately." Zhong Zhiling said to him.

"But it was given to the prince by the Queen Mother, and the Queen Mother's heart would not dare to eat it." Meng Tan hurriedly said.

"It's okay, take it, it's better than letting the Queen Mother's mind rotten." Zhong Zhiling said lightly.

"Yes, thank you so much." Meng Tan retreated with a smile.

Zhong Zhiling sat on the soft couch and drank the tea from the cup in one bite. He was fascinated by the blue and white porcelain teacup. He heard a clear bird song from outside. Zhong Zhiling turned his head and looked out, looking out the window. On the pomegranate tree, a pair of carduelis flew towards the west.

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Jiasheng 33th July 7th

Ninggu Tower.

Nanshan Bieyuan.

Zhong Mingwei was awakened by Meiya. In fact, when Meiya woke up, he also woke up, but he pretended not to wake up and continued to sleep, while still holding Meiya to death, then he felt How did the little girl carefully get out of his arms, the more careful Meiya is, the more beautiful he is in his heart, this girl cares about him, getting up early every morning is a big project, afraid to get him Waking up, in fact, Zhong Mingwei especially wanted to tell Meiya that it would n’t hinder you, how big your movements would be, it ’d be anyway, but I also woke up, but he likes Meiya, a little milk cat, in his arms a little bit. I rubbed out, so I kept on refraining from talking, so I really enjoyed every morning.

It ’s just that Meiya does n’t enjoy it at all. Today is Zhong Mingwei ’s birthday. She still wants to make Zhong Mingwei ’s birthday noodles. The birthday noodles are not as good as ordinary noodles. She ca n’t work hard, so she ca n’t go to bed anymore. , But why did this man sleep so deadly? She hugged her so tightly!

Meiya wanted to cry a little bit.

"Zhong Mingwei, Zhong Mingwei ..." After struggling for a long time, she didn't get out of the man's arms. Meiya had to grind her teeth to push Zhong Mingwei. She looked at the man with a hum and then turned over, her slightly dry lips. Squeezed down.