Chapter 897: Take a good ride to Huijun Wang

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"What do you do if you don't see it? Now even if King Anjun punches and kicks him, then he has to face him with a smile. He must be no longer dependent on him except the life-saving straw of King Anjun. "Zhong Mingzheng whispered slowly, with his head bowed down with tea, for a long while, he suddenly looked up and asked Ling Shi'an," How many ranks of Chenghong are now? "
"If you return to your Highness, Duan Chenghong was compiled from the Sixth Grade Hanlin Academy." Ling Shian said.
"He wanted to seize the life-saving straw of King Anjun, then the king would give him a chance," Zhong Mingzheng said lightly, "let Chen Qingxuan from Ning Guta go to work in the Hanlin Academy."
"Yes, that section of Cheng Hong grabbed Chen Qingxuan, and naturally caught the king of An'jun," Ling Shian immediately said with a smile, "His Royal Highness is really a good plan."
"What is this King's good strategy? It's just conforming to the father emperor's meaning. Doesn't the father emperor want to keep Chen Qingxuan in the capital? This king naturally wants to be one with the father emperor," Zhong Mingzheng said slowly, sipping tea. , While looking at the gloomy night out, and then said, "Hui Jun is about to leave Beijing?"
"Yes, Huijun Wang will leave for the fiefs tomorrow," Ling Shi'an asked Zhong Mingzheng with a smile, "Why? Is this your wish to send Huijun Wang a trip?"
"This is nature, the father and emperor are most important to be kind and filial, and the princes must naturally follow, and this king and the Huijun king have always been brothers and brothers," Zhong Mingzheng raised his eyebrows and put down the tea cup in his hand. , And got up and walked towards the bedroom, "Shi'an, Minger came out of Beijing with me, and sent the King Huihui well."
"Yes, the subordinates obey the orders." Ling Shian bowed.
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That night.
King Hui County.
Bedroom.
After cleaning up and changing clothes, Zhong Minge lay in a daze on the bed, until he heard a familiar footstep outside, he recovered, and then sat up and looked towards the door. Sure enough, after a while, the door was taken out from the outside. Liao Chongwu came in with a tray, and a bowl of honey stewed blood swallow was placed on top.
"It's still the same as before. After washing your hair, you don't have to wait for the hair to dry. You have to go to bed. It is clear that your body is not good, but you still don't know how to maintain it." Blood Yan handed Zhong Minge, "Hurry, drink while hot."
"Don't you take care of me every day?" Zhong Ming'e looked at Liao Chongwu with a spoonful of honey stewed blood swift to eat, while smiling at Liao Chongwu, "there is too much honey, it's so sweet."
"Then I'll release less next time?" Liao Chongwu said busyly. He used to never go to the kitchen. This time, he returned to Beijing this time and hurriedly released a group of servants. Only then did he learn to cook, but the one beside him did not bother to learn. He just followed the chef Niang and Lang middle school to cook tonics and medicated meals. When he left Beijing and went to Yongzhou, he would naturally not be able to meet the teacher in Beijing. In contrast, he was worried that Zhong Ming's body would be too much for him, so he now began to learn to supplement his body.
"No," Zhong Ming'e lowered his head and continued to eat a spoonful of honey stewed blood swallows, and he whispered for a long time. "Anyway, as long as it is something you make, even if you don't put sugar or honey, it will be very sweet. . "
Liao Chongwu stunned, and then smiled: "Really?"
"Really, I don't believe you try it," while talking, Zhong Ming'e digs a spoonful of honey stewed blood yan to the front of Liao Chongwu, his eyes staring at Liao Chongwu, "It's so sweet."
"I ... taste here ..." Liao Chongwu glanced at the spoon that stretched out in front of him. His eyes moved up along the white porcelain spoon, sliding across Zhong Ming's white and slender fingers, moon-white sleeves, and bright white delicate chin. Finally, it fell on Zhong Ming's excessively rosy and bright lips. He gasped badly, holding Zhong Ming's cheek and kissed it ...