Chapter 728: Don't let the minions kick their noses

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"Long live Lord!" Zhao whispered in a sudden, she was really anxious. She wanted to take this opportunity to give Da An's off, but she knew that Zhong Zhiheng was merciful, but she was naturally anxious, facing the moment. Zhong Zhiheng's lukewarm eyes cast, but she dared not say anything, paused, and then continued to whisper, "Master Zhao is still waiting."
Zhong Zhiheng also looked at Zhao Xuantong, who had been kneeling down on the ground with a pale face, and said in a faint tone: "Zhao Xuantong taught the girl anyway, the same fine for three years."
When Zhong Zhiheng's words fell, everyone in the room was stunned, especially Zhao Xuantong's face became whiter, his lips were trembling, and he seemed to want to distinguish a few words for himself, but he still didn't open his mouth, and now he wiped his head. Tao: "Wei Chen obeyed his orders, thank you for the long live grace."
"All right, let's go down," Zhong Zhiheng said lightly, while standing up to walk in front of Zhong Mingzheng, kicking him up with a kick, and said coldly, "You just kneel like this."
"Yes, the children are obedient." Zhong Mingzheng nodded busy.
When the next group of people withdrew their thoughts from each other, they withdrew from Yushu Study. For a time, only Zhong Zhiheng and Zhong Mingzheng were left in the room.
"Mingzheng, why do you think I should abandon the prince?" Zhong Zhiheng traveled to the Long case and sat down. He took a copy of the book and opened it with a light mouth.
"Returning to the father emperor's words, the waste crown prince drunkenly disrespected the royal front, which is really disrespectful," Zhong Mingzheng stunned, and then carefully cautiously said, "And the waste crown prince has a bad history ..."
"Bad spots?" Zhong Zhiheng chuckled, looking up at Zhong Mingwei, "How is he bad spots? Can it be comparable to you?"
"Father Emperor is angry!" Zhong Mingzheng was shocked. He didn't know what Zhong Zhiheng meant, but he also knew that Zhong Zhengheng was angry.
"Mingzheng, you are not confused, so don't take the old road of the waste prince," Zhong Zhiheng said lightly, closing the concert, "No matter when, you have to remember, you are my prince, You are Fengzi Longsun. After all, Zhao ’s door is your minion. Do n’t let the minion push his nose to his face. Is that clear? "
"Yes, the children understand." Zhong Mingzheng nodded busy, he finally understood the meaning of Zhong Zhiheng, he and the emperor concubine were both dissatisfied with An's family, naturally wanted to get married, and Zhao's one was First choice, if you can get a kiss, naturally, Zhao ’s family will go all out to help him, so his house is housed by the girl of Zhao ’s family, hand-picked by the emperor, what does it mean, He knew what he knew, but now looking at Zhong Hengheng's reaction, he only felt that a cold pot of water was poured on his head.
Zhong Zhiheng couldn't even hold Xu's door, how could he allow his eyes to be fixed on the prince and Zhao's door all the time?
He was really confused.
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Jiasheng 33rd October First Day
Winter clothes festival.
Ninggu Tower.
Nanshan Bieyuan.
Zhong Mingwei never dreamed that he would see Ding Yunwen in Ninggu Tower, still on such a day.
Gu Changlin had some abnormalities in these two days. He used to like to drink a small wine at home and sing a little song. But these two days, he always likes to run out.
"Ming Wei, Mr. Gu went out again," Mi Ya's face was not so good when she returned from the front yard. While taking off her heavy cotton coat, she complained to Zhong Mingwei, "It's snowing now and sliding on the ground I do n’t know where he went again. "
Ninggu Tower has been in winter since it entered September, and it has started to snow today.
"Don't care about him, he's not a kid anymore, he has a number in his heart," Zhong Mingwei handed over a cup of longan red jujube tea with steaming hot while receiving Meiya's cotton coat, Body. "
"It was early in the snow this year, and it was late last year," Meiya took the tea and took a sip. The tea had a sweet taste of red dates, and she looked at Zhong Mingwei with a smile. "Do you remember the first snow last year? ? "
"Can you remember?" Zhong Mingwei also held a cup of tea, squinted at Meiya, and laughed, "When the first snow fell last year, my little girl helped me out to enjoy the snow, and then asked if I could Marry her, hey, I remember clearly. "