The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Yes, my subordinates are also worried about this. Pang Yi looked anxious, If Lord Long Live knows what Jiu Mandu found from Ma Zhiming's house, he will naturally think of King Pingxi immediately. The fear and suspicion of Lord Pingxi towards King Pingxi, I am afraid that he will take this opportunity to eradicate King Pingxi, and maybe another 20-year-old case will be concocted in the same way!

You're right. Lord Long Live will seize every opportunity to suppress King Pingxi, so even he can sense that King Pingxi is definitely not the real murderer behind the scenes, but is framed by others. He may choose to turn a blind eye and close his eyes. With one eye, he will use his tricks to suppress King Pingxi to death, Zhong Mingwei said slowly, sighing softly, and then said, This man is really sure and ruthless in his attacks. He pointed the real culprit behind the scenes at King Pingxi. Knowing father's temper, it is also certain that father will never let go of such a good opportunity to suppress King Pingxi.

Then what should we do now? Kong Wenmin frowned, Since it was a trap laid by others, it must have reached the ears of Long Live Lord now. If Master does not report this matter to Long Live Lord, then Long Live Lord It is bound to be suspected that the Lord is protecting King Pingxi. At that time, the person behind the scenes may throw out another trick, and even classify the master and Prince Pingxi as the real culprit behind the assassination of the Fourth Prince. If that is the case, then But something bad happened.

Yeah, Long Live Lord's attitude towards Master has always been unclear, and he hated suppression even more in the past. If Prince Pingxi and Master are connected at this time, the situation of Master... Pang Yi frowned deeply, and twisted out a After the word Chuan, he couldn't say any more, but everyone knew what he wanted to say.

If Zhong Zhiheng really classified King Pingxi and Zhong Mingwei into one party, Zhong Mingwei might not even be able to be a commoner, let alone leave the capital alive.

So, tomorrow morning, I have to enter the palace to face the Holy Spirit. Zhong Mingwei said in a deep voice.

Pang Yi looked nervously at Zhong Mingwei: Master, do you want to report to the Lord Long Live that Zhou You'an has close contacts with Prince Rong's mansion and that it is related to the murder of the Fourth Prince?

No, Zhong Mingwei shook his head, took a sip of tea, and said in a deep voice, Father's thoughts are probably not on the murder of the fourth prince, but on King Pingxi, so I can only pick on the father. I like to hear it.

Kong Wenmin was shocked: Master, are you going to tell the Lord Long Live that Ma Zhiming is the murderer who assassinated the fourth prince, and King Pingxi is behind the scenes?

Zhong Mingwei didn't speak. He put down his teacup, walked to the back of the desk, and took a brush from the pen stand. Pang Yi was so busy that he took a piece of rice paper and unfolded it for him. He spread it on the table, and then stood with Kong Wenmin. At the desk, watching Zhong Mingwei take a deep breath, and then put a pen on the rice paper...

The eyes of Pang Yi and Kong Wenmin moved up and down with the soft brush. The more they looked at their expressions, the more shocked they became, and then they couldn't conceal their joy and excitement. When Zhong Mingwei finished writing the last word, Pang Yi and Kong Wenmin Kong Wenmin and Kong Wenmin both exhaled deeply, and after seeing each other, they both laughed silently again.

Master, this letter is of great importance, let this subordinate send it to the Northwest Camp in person! When Zhong Mingwei put down his brush, Kong Wenmin was so busy that he volunteered.

No, I'm afraid your whereabouts have been watched by others. Man said that you were sent a letter, but even the capital can't get out. Zhong Mingwei said slowly, while lowering his head, he took out a letter from the drawer. envelope, and blew into it.

Pang Yi was so busy that he cupped his fists and said, Master, my subordinate...

You can't do it, Zhong Mingwei said without raising his head. He folded the letterhead and put it in the envelope, then looked at Pang Yi. More, besides, seeing that An Shi is about to give birth, you are not allowed to go anywhere.