The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Zhong Mingwei listened to the two of them talking to each other, and never interrupted. It was Meiya who noticed that something was wrong with him, walked over immediately, and asked in a low voice: What's wrong? What are you thinking?

Why hasn't Wen Jie arrived yet? Zhong Mingwei said in a deep voice, while wrinkling his rice and looking at Kong Wenmin, He can tell the marks along the way, right?

Sure, Kong Wenmin nodded. In fact, he has been worried about Kong Wenjie for the past few days, so he said in a low voice, It's been seven or eight days. Wen Jie hasn't arrived in Zhili yet, so I'm afraid something will happen to him. son.

No, if Wen Jie was on his way alone, he must have arrived long ago. The reason why he moved so slowly is probably... Meiya said slowly, while looking at Zhong Mingwei, It should not only be him, but also someone else. It must be special, so those who hide and delay along the way have not reached Zhili until now.

When Zhong Mingwei heard Meiya say this, his anxious heart suddenly relaxed a lot: I hope.

Master, why don't you take people along the way to look for Wen Jie? Kong Wenmin said, It's raining so heavily, they might be tripped on the road. It doesn't matter if Wen Jie is strong, I'm afraid Hui The concubine is too delicate and expensive to bear.

Alright, Zhong Mingwei nodded, turned his face to look at Kong Wenmin, Be careful, don't be watched.

Yes, please don't worry, Lord. At that moment, Kong Wenmin rushed into the heavy rain again.

Umbrella! I'll get you an umbrella! Meiya shouted in a hurry, but she saw Kong Wenmin waved her hand and ran even faster. Good subordinates, there is no one who is obedient!

What? Is Madam going to punish you? Zhong Mingwei looked at Meiya with a smile.

Yeah, it's raining and it's idle anyway, Meiya said in a grandiose manner, looking back and forth on Zhong Mingwei's body, while moving her wrist joints in embarrassment, Where do I start? It's spanking Is it better? Or tie it up and talk about it first?

Zhong Mingwei swallowed his saliva: ...I have a few good ideas, I don't know if my wife is interested.

While rolling up her sleeves, Meiya glanced at Zhong Mingwei: What's the best way? Tell me.

Then let's go back to the room and talk about it, Zhong Mingwei looked eager to try, and walked back with Meiya, while still mysteriously saying, I used to learn from the book You Hua You Duo You Bing, and I have always wanted to find opportunities Show your fists and kicks! Hehe.

The corner of Meiya's mouth twitched: Shut up!

...

The seventh day of July in the thirty-fourth year of Jiasheng

Maoshi.

Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The head of the House of Internal Affairs delivered the dragon robe before dawn. When Zhong Mingzheng came out of the dormitory, he had been waiting in the outer hall for more than half an hour, and his arms were numb. Seeing Zhong Mingzheng come out, he was so busy that he bowed over and respectfully Respectfully said: Long Live Lord, the Dragon Robe was only completed in the early hours of this morning, and the slave sent it to you as soon as possible.

That's right, it's hard for you to be kicked out in such a short period of time, Zhong Mingzheng stared intently at the shining dragon robe on the tray, and stretched out his hand to gently stroke the five-clawed golden dragon that symbolized supreme power. It was unabashedly excited, Everyone in the Ministry of Internal Affairs will be rewarded!

Slave, thank you Lord Long En! The head of the House of Internal Affairs was overjoyed, and was so busy that he verbally thanked him.

Long live, my servant will wait for you to change your clothes. Eunuch Xi stepped forward, took the dragon robe from the tray, and changed Zhong Mingzheng's clothes respectfully.

When Ling Shi'an came in in a hurry, Zhong Mingzheng had already changed into the dragon robe and the court beads, and was standing in front of the mirror looking at himself with an uncontrollably smug expression on his face.