The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

No, before Ling Shi'an finished speaking, Zhong Mingzheng stopped the conversation. He looked at the three-legged incense burner curling up on the small table with deep eyes, and said in a deep voice, King Hui is not here. Maybe once the queen mother is buried, the father will let him go out of Beijing, and just enclose a piece of land for him. An Junwang is a cripple and has been deposed, and it will not be a good thing. Now the father is the only one in front of me. As the prince of Bajing, even if my father doesn't like me, the prince of the East Palace still has to do with me, and at this juncture, I must not act rashly.

Yes, my subordinates are impatient, Ling Shi'an said hurriedly, paused, and then asked cautiously, But what about that Chen Qingxuan? Since Lord Longevity intends to promote King An, I'm afraid he wants to keep Chen Qingxuan behind. I have become an official in the court.

That's not necessarily the case, Zhong Mingzheng took a sip of his tea slowly, and then said lightly, With Zhao's family and An's family poking at the court hall, father may not be able to cover the sky with one hand. Besides, even if the surname is Chen In the end, he really stayed in the capital, so what? As long as this king is here, can he still have his day? Hehe.

Yes, at worst, let him spend his whole life in the Imperial Academy. It's not impossible to be a worthless book repairer. Ling Shi'an was startled, then smiled apologetically.

Yeah, this king will never take such a small role seriously. Zhong Mingzheng took a sip of tea, put down the teacup, and said in a deep voice, What this king is worried about is whether the entire Ninggu Tower is safe or not? It has become the backing of King An.

Please rest assured, Your Highness, it won't be long before Jiang Jinwan will hear from Ninggu Pagoda, Ling Shi'an said in a hurry, If Ninggu Pagoda is already colluding with the Prince of Anjun, then I will report to the heavens, long live My master's attitude towards Prince An may be different from what it is now.

No, if in Ninggu Pagoda, he is paralyzed on the bed and can win people's hearts, he is capable and capable, and he is not a quiet one. How can the father not be furious? Zhong Mingzheng pursed his lips. With a smile, he said slowly, Also, even if he is incompetent, we can make him capable.

Yes, this subordinate understands. Ling Shi'an was taken aback, and then he also smiled, Please rest assured, Your Highness, this is not the first time we have embellished others.

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Jiasheng Thirty-fourth April Thirty

The Empress Dowager was buried.

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The fourth day of May in the thirty-fourth year of Jiasheng

capital.

As soon as he returned to the capital from the imperial mausoleum, Zhong Zhiheng summoned Prince Hui.

When King Huijun got the news, he was a little dazed. He stared blankly at Gao Zhiqi who hurried in to report, and asked after a long time: You said Father, he wants to see me?

Yes, Eunuch Xi just came here to deliver the message, Gao Zhiqi said in a hurry, while looking Zhong Ming'e up and down, and then became even more anxious, Your Highness, hurry up and wash and change clothes, Long Live Lord finally wants to see you, Don't make Long Live Lord wait for a long time, or you will be angry again.

Oh, then you change my clothes quickly. Zhong Ming'e came to his senses at this moment, while hastily throwing away the book in his hand, he was so busy that he took out the comb and combed his hair in front of the mirror, just combing and combing, Zhong Ming'e Putting down the comb suddenly, he went to the mirror and looked at himself in the mirror. He hadn't looked in the mirror for a long time, and was startled by the thin, lifeless man in the mirror for a while, so he just He stared at it, and after a while, he picked out a silver hair from his long black hair, and stared blankly.

Your Highness, why are you still in a daze? Gao Zhiqi hurriedly fetched the Jun Dynasty uniform, and then watched Zhong Ming'e sitting at the table staring at something in his hands in a daze. Gao Zhiqi was about to die of anxiety, so he put it down immediately Court clothes, while saying, Your Majesty, go and call the maid to come in and serve His Highness to wash up...