Chapter 385

"Where are you? If you like something, you can't do it. You just like being scolded. " Meiya is sweet in her heart, but she mumbles to herself. She has been with Zhong Mingwei for a long time, and gradually she also gets the proud and charming style.

"No one else can do it," said Zhong Mingwei with a smile, rubbing against the round and warped nose of Meiya. "Only you can do it."

"Hey, why are you like this?" Meiya is embarrassed. She can't help laughing. She also rubbed against zhongmingwei, and then whispered, "really not angry? I just said you Cough Why can't you spit out ivory? Are you really not angry? "

"Not angry, not angry at all," said Zhong Mingwei, with a low smile, as he leaned over to kiss Meiya's ruddy lips and whispered, "since then you've all left it, or you'll find it yourself?"

Meiya's face was red and her heart was beating. When she opened her mouth, her voice trembled softly: "what to look for?"

"Look for the ivory inside..." Zhong Mingwei said as he held the beautiful bud's face and kissed it carefully.

"Look for Found... " Meiya kowtows in the tunnel and bravely bites Zhong Mingwei's front teeth, "here Here is one... "

"Keep looking." Zhong Mingwei's breath suddenly became heavy, and his chin, which was holding Meiya, began to kiss fiercely. "There are still many, enough for you to find all night..."

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It was night in February 26, 2013.

Capital.

The royal forest army camp.

When Ma Zhiming, the commander of the imperial forest army, was cleaning his sword in the room, he heard the sound of a quick step outside. He shook his head. He had been thinking about it for years. How could you an not change the acute one this week? He inserted the sword into the scabbard, and there was a knock on the door outside.

"General." Zhou Youan stood outside and called out.

"Come in." Ma Zhiming said in a deep voice, hanging his sword on the wall, sitting on a soft couch, holding up a teapot and slowly pouring a cup of tea.

"General," Zhou Youan hurriedly pushed the door in, turned around and closed the door again, hurriedly walked to the soft couch, took out a letter from his arms, and presented his hands to Ma Zhiming. "General, the LORD sent 600 Li urgent secret letter, please look at it."

Ma Zhiming's relaxed face suddenly became dignified. He took the letter from Zhou Youan and opened it in a hurry. His eyes were scanning on the thin letter. The more he looked at the expression on his face, the more dignified it was. Finally, he put the letter on the small table, shook his head thoughtlessly, and said in a small voice: "how could this happen?"

Zhou Youan asked busily, "general, what is the Lord's order?"

"See for yourself." Ma Zhiming handed over the letter and took a sip of tea cup.

"What do you mean, Lord?" The next second, Zhou Youan was shocked. He read his heart back and forth several times. Then he put down the letter and looked at Ma Zhiming. Then he lowered his voice and said, "the Lord has never had any relationship with the princes. How can he have such a mind at this time?"

"Yes, the Lord's mind is really puzzling," Ma Zhiming nodded and said to Zhou Youan, "sit down and talk."

"I really don't understand what the purpose of the Lord is. If the Lord wants to interfere in the matter of seizing the legitimate reserve, he shouldn't look at the paralytic who is half dead." Zhou Youan frowned, sipped his lips, and looked at Ma Zhiming. "General, what the Lord means is to help the old prince up?"

"The Lord didn't say it, and the letter just explained it. Let's protect the old prince from any bullying in Ninggu pagoda." Ma Zhiming glanced at the letter again, frowned and shook his head. "The other lords didn't explain it, just let's make sure that the old prince is safe and that Ninggu pagoda is not in disorder. It's hard for the Lord's mind It's very good. "

"Who says no? It's rare that the Lord didn't care about all the princes, but now he asked us to take care of him and abolish the prince, and ordered him personally, "Zhou Youan nodded." it seems that the Lord has some ideas in his mind, but we don't need to know for the moment. "

Ma Zhiming nodded and said nothing. He sipped his tea shallowly while suddenly putting down his cup and looking at Zhou Youan: "what did the royal guards do with the man in the capital, Jiang's third brother?"