The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Where is someone like you? You can't do what you like, but you just like to be scolded by others. Meiya was sweet in her heart, but she muttered to herself. After getting along with Zhong Mingwei for a long time, she gradually became infected with this arrogant behavior. group.

No one else can, Zhong Mingwei said with a smile, while rubbing Meiya's round nose, Only you can do it.

Hey, why are you like this? Meiya felt embarrassed, couldn't help laughing, and rubbed against Zhong Mingwei, then hummed softly, Really not angry? I just said you...cough cough ... Then why can't you spit out ivory, are you really not angry?

Not angry, not angry at all, Zhong Mingwei smiled lowly, and leaned over to kiss Meiya's rosy lips, and whispered, Since you have left everything behind, or you can find it yourself Find?

Meiya blushed and her heart beat when she was kissed by him, and when she spoke, her voice trembled slightly: Look, what are you looking for?

Look to see if there is any ivory in it... Zhong Mingwei said while holding Meiya's face and kissing it carefully.

I found... found it... Meiya stammered and bit Zhong Mingwei's front teeth boldly, Here is...here is one...

Keep looking, Zhong Mingwei's breathing suddenly became heavy, and he squeezed Meiya's chin and kissed him fiercely, There are still a few more, enough for you to search for the whole night...

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Jiasheng thirty-three years in February twenty-sixth

That night.

capital.

Imperial Forest Army camp.

When Ma Zhiming, the commander of the Imperial Forest Army, was wiping his sword in the room, he heard hurried footsteps coming from outside. He shook his head, thinking that it had been so many years. After inserting the scabbard, there was a knock on the door outside.

General. Zhou Youan called from outside the door.

Come in. Ma Zhiming said in a deep voice. While hanging the sword on the wall, he sat on the soft couch, picked up the teapot, and poured a cup of tea slowly.

General, Zhou You'an hurriedly pushed the door in, turned around and closed the door, hurried to the soft couch, took out a letter from his arms, and put it in front of Ma Zhiming with both hands, General, my lord's biography Come six hundred li to send an urgent secret letter, please take a look at the general.

Ma Zhiming's originally relaxed face suddenly turned solemn. He took the letter from Zhou Youan's hand, opened it hastily, and scanned the thin letter paper with his eyes. The expression on his face became more serious. Finally, He put the letter on the small table, shook his head in disbelief, and whispered, How could this be?

Zhou Youan hurriedly asked: General, do you have any orders from the lord?

Look for yourself. Ma Zhiming handed over the letter, picked up the teacup, and took a shallow sip.

My lord, what do you mean? Zhou You'an was also shocked in the next second. He read his heart back and forth several times, then put down the letter, looked at Ma Zhiming, and said in a low voice, My lord has always been with you. You princes have nothing to do with each other, how could you have such thoughts at this time?

Yes, my lord's thoughts are really puzzling, Ma Zhiming nodded, and said to Zhou You'an, Sit down and talk.

This subordinate really doesn't understand what the lord's purpose is. If the lord wants to intervene in the matter of seizing the heir and establishing the heir, then he shouldn't look at that half-dead paralyzed man? Zhou Youan frowned, pursing his lips, Looking at Ma Zhiming again, General, what does my lord mean to help the deposed prince to the throne?

The lord didn't say anything, and the letter just explained, let us protect the abolished prince well, so that the abolished prince will not be bullied in Ninggu Tower, Ma Zhiming glanced at the letter again, frowning and shaking again. Shaking his head, The other lords didn't say anything, they just told us to ensure the safety of the abolished prince and ensure that there will be no chaos in Ninggu Pagoda. The lord's mind is very unpredictable.

Who says it's not? My lord has never cared about the princes, but now he suddenly asked us to take care of you and abolish the prince, and even ordered him to come here. It's really rare, Zhou You'an also nodded. It seems that the lord has something in his heart. It’s an idea, but we don’t need to know it yet.”

Ma Zhiming nodded, without saying anything, while taking a shallow sip of tea, he suddenly put down the teacup and looked at Zhou You'an: How did Jin Yiwei deal with that youngest of the Jiang family who is in the capital?