The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

My lord! A burly middle-aged man who looked like a son of the Lian family stepped in quickly and bowed to Zhong Zhiling.

Okay, there's no need for so many rules. Zhong Zhiling said slowly, while walking towards the study.

Isn't this in the capital? said the man, while following behind King Pingxi, with a simple and honest smile, If others see that we are so rough and rough in Prince Pingxi's mansion, I'm afraid He has the virtuous name of Prince Tired.

Forget it, is it possible that you still expect all of you generals to become modest and modest generals? Zhong Zhiling smiled lightly, I am entering the palace today, and even the emperor despises my behavior. Is it possible that this king is like this? How can a man who is rebellious and savage raise any educated and reasonable subordinates?

Long live Lord really said that about the prince? Walking to the door of the study, the man rushed forward to open the door, let Zhong Zhiling in, followed him in, and closed the door again, Your subordinate is at home. I have been worrying for the prince, but I didn't expect that the prince and the emperor seemed to have a good talk this time when they entered the palace.

Just do what you like, Zhong Zhiling said indifferently, while sitting on the soft couch, pointed to the teapot on the table, and said to the man, Have you not received any news today?

Reporting to the lord, this subordinate is about to report this matter, the man got up and brought the teapot over, pouring tea for Zhong Zhiling while lowering his voice, Dai Jingfeng has already entered Shaanxi, lord, when shall we do it?

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

Yes, this subordinate understands.

By the way, Meng Tan, is there any news from Turkic? Zhong Zhiling asked again.

Report to the lord, the princess has said that everything will be done according to the lord's wishes, please rest assured, the lord, said the man named Meng Tan, he paused again when he said this, obviously hesitated, and then said again after a while, The princess still has something to convey to the prince.

Oh? What? Zhong Zhiling seemed surprised by this, and while putting down his teacup, he looked at Meng Tan.

The princess said, please express my condolences to the prince. Meng Tan said in a deep voice.

Zhong Zhiling was stunned, and then remembered that the day after tomorrow would be July 7th. He couldn't help but curled his lips, and said softly, She remembers it better than me every year.

Looking at the expression on Zhong Zhiling's face, Meng Tan felt a little complicated in his heart. He obviously held back something to say, but he couldn't say anything in the end, so he could only bow down and say: If there is nothing else, it is I will take my leave first.

Take out all the cakes outside and let the brothers share them. Zhong Zhiling said to him.

But it was given to the prince by the empress dowager, and the subordinates dare not eat it if the empress dowager wishes. Meng Tan said hastily.

It's okay, just take it, it's better than letting the empress dowager lose her mind. Zhong Zhiling said lightly.

Yes, so thank you, my lord. Immediately, Meng Tan backed out with a smile.

Zhong Zhiling sat on the soft couch, drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, was lost in thought in front of the blue and white porcelain teacup, and heard the crisp birdsong from outside, Zhong Zhiling turned his head and looked out, only looking out of the window A pair of orioles fluttered westward on the pomegranate tree.

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Jiasheng thirty-three years on July 7

Ning Guta.

Nanshan Bieyuan.

Zhong Mingwei was woken up by Meiya's kiss. In fact, when Meiya woke up, he woke up too, but he pretended not to wake up, and continued to sleep, while hugging Meiya tightly, and then he felt Seeing how this little girl came out of his arms carefully, the more cautious Meiya is, the more beautiful he is in his heart. This girl really cares about him. Getting up early every morning is a big project, and I am afraid that he will be spoiled. Woke up, actually Zhong Mingwei really wanted to tell Meiya, it's okay, it doesn't matter how much you move, anyway, I woke up too, but he also likes Meiya, who is in his arms like a little kitten. Rubbing outside, so I have been holding back and not talking, so I really enjoy every morning.

It's just that Meiya doesn't enjoy it at all. Today is Zhong Mingwei's birthday, and she has to make birthday noodles for Zhong Mingwei. The birthday noodles are not as easy to roll as ordinary noodles. It's a waste of effort, so she can't stay in bed anymore , but why did this man sleep so dead? And hug her so tightly!

Meiya felt like crying a little bit.

Zhong Mingwei, Zhong Mingwei... After struggling for a long time but not getting out of the man's arms, Meiya had to grit her teeth and push Zhong Mingwei. She looked at the man and hummed twice, then turned over, her slightly dry lips Sip it up and down.