The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

What the right minister said is that the father is still raising, and naturally there will be no bloodshed in the palace, and there is no need to cut the father's blessing, so you all step down. Those blood-red eyes gradually regained their clarity, Zhong Mingzheng He waved his hand to let the guards back down, but then pointed his finger at the pale-faced Fang Kaiwen, He can't, isn't Fang Zhonglian always praised by his father as a model of strict self-discipline? The crime of disrespect, although he has subdued the law, according to the law, the whole family of the Fang family will be implicated, and they will all be thrown into prison. If I don't deal with it fairly, then wouldn't it be tiresome for Mr. Zuoxiang to spend his life so hard? A virtuous name that has just been accumulated? Come, someone! Put Fang Kaiwen in prison! And Fang’s family, young and old, don’t let anyone go!”

Yes, this subordinate obeys! As soon as Zhong Mingzheng finished speaking, two guards dragged Fang Kaiwen down.

Hearing the sound of people dragging on the ground, Fu Jiayou's eyes widened in shock. He stared fixedly at the black floor tiles in front of him, and then his hands in his sleeves gradually clenched into fists.

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Jiasheng thirty-fourth June thirty-fourth

Yongzhou.

Huijun Palace.

Huijun Wang Yicheng finally arrived at the fief Yongzhou early this morning. When he arrived at the palace, Zhong Ming'e couldn't even get out of the carriage. It took two days to be so agile, people have always been sick and lack of energy, and Liao Chongwu served him all the way with good food and drink, so he didn't get seriously ill. Even so, Zhong Ming'e still lost a lot of weight, and Liao Chongwu felt distressed broken.

Come on, we're home, the carriage stopped slowly in front of Huijun Prince's Mansion. Liao Chongwu jumped out of the carriage first, and then helped Zhong Ming'e out of the carriage. Zhong Ming'e said, Come up.

Hmm. Zhong Ming'e looked at the man's broad and strong back, his face was full of satisfaction, and he didn't carry all the guards on his back, so he lay on Liao Chongwu's back, let the man carry him on his back, and strode towards the palace in front of him Walking in, this is not the first time that Liao Chongwu carried Zhong Ming'e on his back. Along the way, Zhong Ming'e was carried off the carriage by Liao Chongwu almost every time. Just get used to it.

Zhong Ming'e leaned into Liao Chongwu's ear and whispered, Liao Chongwu, what did you just say?

What did you say? Liao Chongwu didn't know what to say, stepped in, raised his foot, stepped over the threshold, spared the huge screen wall, and then stood in front of the screen wall with the word Fu written on it, and raised his eyes without rushing away. Looking at the house in front of me, from the high wall made of blue bricks, to the flower shelf covered with wisteria in front of me, to the stone table and bench under the flower shelf, as well as the lotus pond and rockery beside it, just looking at it with my eyes, This is the place where he and Zhong Ming'e will live in the future. This is the place where their dreams will come true. Every plant, tree, brick and tile here is so loved by Liao Chongwu from the bottom of his heart. There's no better place than here, he let out a contented sigh.

You said just now that we're home, Zhong Ming'e heard the sigh, and felt that he was completely ironed from head to toe, and even more so in his heart, as if a big rock that had been hanging had finally fallen to the ground and filled up. There was a hole in his heart, he wrapped his arms around the man's neck, and gently rubbed against the back of the man's head, Liao Chongwu, we have a family now.

Well, we have a home, Liao Chongwu repeated, rubbing Zhong Ming'e's face with his hard stubble, and before Zhong Ming'e dodged with a smile, he said softly to Zhong Ming'e, Ming'e, this is Best dream I've ever had in my life.