The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

So what if you can't see it? Even if King An is punching and kicking him now, he has to greet him with a smile on his face. He must have nothing to rely on except for the life-saving straw of King An. Zhong Mingzheng said slowly, holding his tea with his head down, after a long while, he suddenly raised his head and asked Ling Shian, What rank is Chenghong Duan now?

Returning to Your Highness, Duan Chenghong compiled it from the Sixth Rank Imperial Academy. Ling Shi'an said.

Since he wants to grab the life-saving straw of Prince An, then I will give him a chance, Zhong Mingzheng said lightly, Let that Chen Qingxuan from Ninggu Pagoda go to the Imperial Academy.

Yes, when Duan Chenghong grabbed Chen Qingxuan, he naturally captured King An. Ling Shi'an was startled and then smiled, Your Highness is really a good plan.

What good plan does this king have? It's just to follow the meaning of the father. Doesn't the father want to keep Chen Qingxuan in the capital? Naturally, the king wants to be with the father, Zhong Mingzheng said slowly, taking a sip of tea , looking at the gloomy night outside again, and then said, King Hui is leaving Beijing now, right?

Yes, King Huijun will leave for the fief tomorrow, Ling Shi'an said, and asked Zhong Mingzheng with a smile, What? Does Your Highness want to give King Hui a ride?

It's natural. The father values ​​benevolence, righteousness, filial piety and fraternity the most. As a prince, he naturally has to follow it. Besides, this king and King Huijun have always been brothers and brothers. Zhong Mingzheng raised his eyebrows and put down the teacup in his hand. , got up and walked towards the dormitory, Shi'an, come out of Beijing with me tomorrow, and give Prince Hui a good ride.

Yes, this subordinate obeys. Ling Shi'an said with a bow.

...

That night.

Huijun Palace.

bedroom.

After washing and changing clothes, Zhong Ming'e lay on the bed in a daze, until he came back to his senses when he heard familiar footsteps outside, then sat up and looked towards the door. Sure enough, the door was closed by someone from outside after a while. It was pushed away, and Liao Chongwu came in with a tray on which was a bowl of stewed blood swallow with honey.

It's still the same as before. After washing my hair, I have to go to bed without waiting for the hair to dry. It's obvious that my body is not good, but I don't know how to take care of it. Liao Chongwu put the tray on the small table while stewing the bowl of honey Xueyan handed it to Zhong Ming'e, Quick, drink it while it's hot.

Aren't you taking care of me every day? Zhong Ming'e dug a spoonful of honey to stew blood swallows, and looked at Liao Chongwu with a smile, There is too much honey, it's so sweet.

Then I will put less next time? Liao Chongwu hurriedly said, he never went to the kitchen in the past, and this time he returned to Beijing to rush Huijun Wangfu to release a group of servants, the cook was too busy, he Only then did he start to learn how to cook, but the people around him didn't bother to learn, and just followed the cook and doctor to learn stewed tonics and medicinal food. Forget it, he was worried that Zhong Ming'e's body would not be able to bear it, so he started to learn how to make up for him now.

No need, Zhong Ming'e lowered his head and continued to eat spoonfuls of stewed blood swallows with honey, and then whispered again after a long time, Anyway, as long as it's something you make, even if you don't put sugar or honey, it's still very sweet. .”

Liao Chongwu was startled, then smiled: Really?

Really, if you don't believe me, try it, Zhong Ming'e said while digging a spoonful of stewed blood swallow with honey and brought it to Liao Chongwu, looking at Liao Chongwu with bright eyes, It's very sweet.

I... taste here... Liao Chongwu looked at the spoon stretched out in front of him, his eyes followed the white porcelain spoon all the way up, and slid over Zhong Ming'e's white and slender fingers, moon-white sleeves, and delicate white chin, In the end, it landed on Zhong Ming'e's overly ruddy and bright lips. He was out of breath, and he held Zhong Ming'e's cheek and kissed it...