The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

It's okay, keep it, it's all from my family. Zhong Mingwei also said to Meiya.

Oh, then I'll go and put it away. Meiya nodded, and immediately went into the bedroom with the thick stack of papers.

Ming Wei, this girl is nice, but she has to treat her well, Ding Yunwen looked at Meiya's back, and turned his head to look at Zhong Mingwei, hesitant to speak, You...

What's the matter? Zhong Mingwei suddenly looked serious, put down the teacup in his hand in a hurry, and stood up again, Please enlighten me, sir.

I have nothing to teach you. Ding Yunwen stretched out his hand to pull Zhong Mingwei and sat back down again. After a pause, he said in embarrassment, I see that girl's age is quite different from yours.

Zhong Mingwei was startled, and then felt a little embarrassed. He took a sip of his tea, then nodded uncomfortably: Yes, I... I am sixteen years older than her.

Rao could tell that there was an age difference between the two, but Ding Yunwen was still quite surprised when he heard that there was a sixteen-year difference. He put down the teacup in his hand, looked at Zhong Mingwei's face, and said silently: I didn’t realize that you were actually capable before.”

Zhong Mingwei: ...

Yeah, I also think he's capable. Gu Changlin raised his eyebrows and smiled badly, The first time I saw the girl, I didn't think of her as my wife, but I thought they were my father and son.

Zhong Mingwei: ...Mr. Gu, you are going too far.

Zhong Mingwei has always hated everyone to talk about his and Meiya's age.

Haha! The next second, Gu Changlin raised his head and laughed.

What's the matter? Mr. Gu is so happy. Meiya asked with a smile, while sitting back.

It's nothing, just ignore him, Zhong Mingwei said hastily, while quickly changing the subject, By the way, sir, where have you been for the past two years?

I went to Mobei, and then went to southern Xinjiang to do something, Ding Yunwen said in a deep voice, while looking at Zhong Mingwei, still with a kind face, Mingwei, I know you just want to Happy birthday, if you don't want to hear it, I won't tell you, just pretend that I haven't been here this time, and what I do in the future has nothing to do with you.

For a while, the room was surprisingly quiet, and everyone's eyes fell on Zhong Mingwei. Zhong Mingwei lowered his head and looked at the flames dancing in the stove. After a while, he raised his head and looked at Ding Yunwen: Sir, tell me.

Meiya breathed a sigh of relief, and silently let go of her tightly clenched fists at this moment. Since King Pingxi returned to the capital, there have been so many major events in the capital, and even Ning Guta was uneasy. Zhong Mingwei usually He won't show anything, but he doesn't always sleep so peacefully at night, especially a few days ago, when Ma Zhiming came over in person and talked about the past of King Pingxi and Long Live Lord, Zhong Mingwei slept even more Feeling uneasy, Meiya knew that he was not at ease in his heart, but in fact she was too. She also wanted to know why King Pingxi took care of Ming Wei like this, and what was his relationship with the Imperial Forest Army. They only care about their own three-acre land. To put it bluntly, they just want to know what relationship they have with the capital and the King of the West. If they figure it out, they can take precautions in advance if anything happens in the future. Now When Ding Yunwen came, Meiya hoped that Ding Yunwen could explain their doubts.

Ming Wei, when the Long Live Lord was deposed with a piece of paper, you changed from a dignified prince of the East Palace to a commoner overnight. Even though the Queen Mother and I pleaded for you, the Long Live Lord couldn't listen to a word. It can be seen that you have eaten The weight is determined, Ding Yunwen said, remembering the scene at that time, he couldn't help but sigh, I really don't understand, what did you do wrong to make Long Live Lord hate you so much, nine Can’t even pull back the cow?”

Why doesn't the Taifu understand? Since I was a child, has my father ever looked at me more? And has he ever smiled at me? Zhong Mingwei shook his head sarcastically, If you beat me, you will kill my mother. , I am afraid that he will hate and poison me all his life, and it is my father's grace that I did not die in the clan mansion.

But Ming Wei, if it's true that Long Live God has deep love for the Zhenxian Empress, shouldn't he love you, the only flesh and blood left by the Zhenxian Empress? Ding Yunwen said.

Teacher, there is something I've always wanted to ask you face to face. After a long silence, Zhong Mingwei looked up at Ding Yunwen, I heard that King Pingxi had a marriage contract with his mother when he was young, but is it true?