The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Master, Xu Chengjin probably not only imprisoned Chongyuan, Xiangyang should also be imprisoned, Pang Yi said again, If Xiangyang had not been imprisoned, he would naturally write the letter instead of Chongyuan, but it has been so long, Neither Chong Yuan nor Xiang Yang moved, so something must have happened to both of them.

A big event is going to happen in southern Xinjiang, Zhong Mingwei said slowly, while taking a sip of tea, he suddenly looked at Pang Yi, Prince Pingxi will soon arrive in Beijing, right?

Yes, it should be only a few days.

Why is the timing so coincidental? Could this matter be related to Prince Pingxi? Zhong Mingwei pondered.

Probably not. Xu Chengjin is the cousin of Prince Pingxi. The two are on good terms with each other. Now that one is in the northwest and the other is in southern Xinjiang, there is no serious conflict. How can things in southern Xinjiang be peaceful for King Xi? Is it related? Pang Yi frowned and said, Besides, no matter what, the queen mother is there, even if King Pingxi and Xu Chengjin really have Liang Zi, don't they even care about the queen mother's face?

Yes, after all the queen mother is still there. Zhong Mingwei said in a deep voice.

Then what should we do now? Pang Yi asked, My subordinates are worried that Chong Yuan and Xiang Yang may be in danger.

We can't do anything, Zhong Mingwei looked at Pang Yi, with my father's keenness and suspicion, I'm afraid I should have noticed something was wrong. Maybe Jin Yiwei has already arrived in southern Xinjiang. Yuan, Xiangyang and our relationship, then they are the real danger.

Yes, I understand, Pang Yi bowed, as if he remembered something, he looked at Zhong Mingwei, until Zhong Mingwei noticed it and looked at him, then Pang Yi whispered, Mr. , in a few days it will be the memorial day of Empress Zhenxian, look, do you want to...do some sacrifices?

When I was in the capital, every July 7th, the palace would hold a grand sacrificial ceremony for Empress Zhenxian, and Zhong Mingwei was never absent, so seeing that it was July 7th again, Pang Yi naturally wanted to ask Two.

No need, Zhong Mingwei said calmly, Some people pay homage to her, and I'm not the only one missing.

Yes, my subordinates understand, Pang Yi felt that there was some difference, but thinking about how Zhong Mingwei survived the July 7th of these years, he couldn't help feeling relieved, and immediately bowed and resigned, Master, You rest, this subordinate will leave.

Zhong Mingwei nodded, and Pang Yi bowed and retreated.

After Pang Yi left the study, Zhong Mingwei let out a long sigh.

It's really July 7 again.

...

When Pang Yi sent Xiao An home, it was already dark, Pang Yi followed Xiao An into the backyard, helped her light the candles, and heated the hot water, and was about to go back, but Xiao An grabbed him Sleeve: Don't leave today, okay?

While talking, Xiao An's face turned red beyond words. She is not a thick-skinned person, but when she saw that Pang Yi was about to leave again, she was anxious. This anxiety even made her daughter's reserve feel unreasonable. no more.

Hey, don't make trouble, Pang Yi looked at her like this, his heart was about to melt, he reached out and rubbed her face, and said, We will get married next month, and then I will marry you. I'll be with you every day.

Since the last time he stayed overnight, Pang Yi has never stayed here again. Although they have such a relationship and the house is far away from the village, he still has to worry about Xiao An's reputation. After all, the two are not married yet. Can you stay overnight? Although Pang Yi also wanted to stay.

But... I'm afraid, Little An's suddenly showed a pitiful and lovely face, and while wrapping his arms around Pang Yi's strong waist, he stuck his head in, Today Mr. Storyteller is talking about Painted Skin. It’s all about cannibalism, skin and heart, etc. It’s scary, if you leave, I’ll be so scared that I won’t be able to close my eyes all night.”

Pang Yi couldn't help laughing: How did I hear that the storyteller was talking about Painted Skin yesterday, but today he's talking about A Bao?

You! Xiao An shy and embarrassing, pushed Pang Yi away, and said angrily, I'm not happy. I wasn't afraid yesterday, but I'm afraid when I think about it today?

Xing Xingxing! Who said it is unhappy? Pang Yi looked at her like this and the heart was so soft that she couldn't bear to leave at this time. In his arms, he said softly, Is it really that scary?