Chapter 825

"Long live is the most difficult to guess. Who knows what medicine he sells in the gourd?" Pang Yi frowned, sipped his tea, and looked at Zhong Mingwei at the same time? Is it Prince Rong or princess Hui? "

"Isn't there another fourth prince?" Zhong Mingwei said faintly.

"What? Do you think long live is more for the fourth prince? " Pang Yi was stunned. "But the fourth Prince is only 14 years old this year. It's said that he is the king of enclosure. The fourth Prince is still going to study everyday. There is no foundation in the court. How can the long live Lord care for him?"

"I'll just say it," said Zhong Mingwei, shaking his head. "I just think it's a little strange. No matter before or now, how the princes fought against each other and fought against each other, but it never affected the fourth prince. He grew up so peacefully. Isn't it strange that this kind of peacefulness doesn't even appear on a prince? Besides, the birth of the fourth Prince is not bad. "

When Pang Yi heard the words, he was stunned, and then he said: "maybe long live has never intended the fourth prince to be the prince's choice. The emperor and the concubine's mind has always been on the prince Rong, and they have not paid attention to him. The fourth Prince has become the prince who has no sense of existence or threat among all the princes, so the fourth prince can grow up peacefully?"

"So, I said, it's just a casual talk," Zhong Mingwei led his lips, smiled at pangyi, sipped his tea, and said softly, "but I don't care who is the prince. As long as he doesn't reach me, I don't care about my business. On the contrary, I will cut off his hand."

Pang Yi looks at Zhong Mingwei's faint face, but he doesn't have any expression. However, he can't help but think of the former Prince Zhong Mingwei, the cold-blooded Prince of the East Palace, who is calm in the eight winds. For a while, he just felt a little uncomfortable, but he can understand Zhong Mingwei, because once he returns to the capital, he will become vicious, hot and soft, which belongs to Ninggu The pagoda, as far as the capital is concerned, has always been a dragon pond and tiger cave.

"Pang Yi, it's late. Go to accompany sister an," Meiya pushed in, pointing to the tray with preserved fruits on the table, and said to Pang Yi, "sister an has just had a birth control pill, and is shouting bitterness. Please hurry up and coax sister an."

"Alas! Thank you very much, madam! " Pang Yi is so busy that he trots out with the tray.

"Zhong Mingwei, look, am I a little different in peace?" Meiya walked quickly to Zhong Mingwei, looked up at Zhong Mingwei, turned her face constantly, and said, "do you see that? Do you see that? "

Zhong Mingwei looked at the girl's face, which was made of pink, carved and jade. At last, his eyes fell on the girl's chin. The slight scar disappeared. The white and small chin looked tight, but Zhong Mingwei was a little stunned.

"Why are you so stupid? Haven't you seen it for such a long time? " Or Meiya can't bear it first. He raises his chin towards Zhong Mingwei and says happily, "does sister an teach me to mix the powder to cover the scars? Can't you see it at all? Hey, I asked sister an to adjust two small boxes for me. I'll paint my face like this in the future! "

"It's very good. I can't see it," said Zhong Mingwei, looking at the happy eyes of the girl's family and laughing with them. But somehow, he felt a little sad. He reached out and pulled the girl into his arms. He asked her to sit on her lap and hold her hand. "Don't you like it