Chapter 202

"I see! got it! It's getting more and more verbose, "ah Chou mumbled, suddenly remembering something and laughing," it's said that we will skate together next year, so you have to talk. I've never skated on the river before. I used to watch the bodyguard skate on the Taiye pool in the palace, and my eyes are greedy. "

"Since you are so greedy, why don't you go skating together?" Asked Zhong Mingwei.

"How dare I?" A Chou gave Zhong Mingwei a white look. "I'm a rough maid. I hate to stick my face to the ground when I walk. How dare I skate on the Taiye pool? Do you think your life is too long? "

"Later..." Zhong Mingwei blurted out, but only then said two words, he suddenly closed his mouth again.

"Later what?" Ah Chou asked with his head raised.

"When you want to skate in the future, I will accompany you," said Zhong Mingwei with a smile, reaching out his hand to touch ah Chou's cool cheek, and softly saying, "go in, it's going to be windy."

"Well." Ah Chou agreed, and took his hand out of Zhong Mingwei's armpit, then carefully supported Zhong Mingwei into the room.

After Zhong Mingwei was helped to the Kang, ah Chou was so busy that he cooked a pot of jujube tea to keep the two away from the cold.

Zhong Mingwei sat on the Kang and watched ah Chou make tea with a sharp fire. His mouth was slightly cocked up, showing a gentle arc.

What happened just now? How can I almost say that I want to take this girl to Taiye pool for skating?

In this life, where can he return to Beijing? Even if there is one, he will never return. What's good for a prosperous and rich capital? Ningguta is desolate and poor again, but it is good everywhere in his eyes.

"Drink it all at once," a cup of hot jujube tea was sent to Zhong Mingwei, followed by the girl's bluff threat. "Drink it while it's hot, and no drop is allowed, or I won't beat you hard!"

The smile on Zhong Mingwei's face deepened as the bowl of tea in front of him was fragrant with jujube and orange.

……

Jiasheng, November 20, 2002

capital.

Yanxi palace.

When Zhao Guifei and Zhong Mingrong, the fourth prince, were having breakfast in the warm Pavilion, they listened to the maid who came to report that the third prince was coming. Zhao Guifei was very surprised. Counting the time, the early Dynasty was just over. Zhong Mingzheng came here. She didn't want to hide from others. It was obvious that something must have happened. Now Zhao Guifei was so busy that she had to let go He urged Zhong Mingrong to go to the study.

"Madam, it's too early to go to the study at this time. I'm sure Mr. Wang hasn't arrived." Zhong Mingrong was a little reluctant to look at a small wooden sword on the table.

"Cheng, you may go to play for half an hour before you go to the study," said Zhao Guifei, who had no time to contend with her younger son. "Remember that you can only play for half an hour!"

"Yes, yes! Thank you very much Zhong Mingrong was so busy that he thanked him. Then he went out happily with a small wooden sword. He met Zhong Mingzheng who was in a hurry. He said with a smile, "three brothers, you are here!"

Zhong Mingzheng nodded impatiently, then went straight to warm Pavilion.

"Do you know, princess?" As soon as Zhong Mingzheng Fu entered the warm Pavilion, he was in a face of uncontrollable anger. "How can he do this, father?"

"What's the matter? So loud? " Zhao Guifei wipes her mouth, gets up and sits on the soft couch, frowns and asks Zhong Mingzheng, "what's the matter? This early morning, look at the gas you give

"Son can't be breathless," Zhong Mingzheng took a deep breath, then pulled a stool and sat in front of Zhao Guifei, saying to Zhao Guifei in a deep voice, "mother, Empress Dowager sent another person to ningguta yesterday. Do you know that?"

"Yes," said concubine Zhao, slowly, as you took a sip of tea. "Although the crown prince was deposed, he is still the great grandson of the Empress Dowager. It's understandable for the Empress Dowager to remember him. Besides, it's the end of the year. It's time for the Empress Dowager to send some clothes, food and silver to ningguta. What kind of anger do you get when your father and the emperor turn a blind eye?"

"If it's just money for clothes and food, how can my son get angry? "It's just a paralytic," said Zhong Mingzheng, looking at Zhao Guifei, with a deep voice. "The Empress Dowager has sent people to ningguta this time."

"Deliver?" Zhao Guifei put down the tea cup in her hand and frowned at Zhong Mingzheng. "Who did the Empress Dowager send to Ning pagoda?"