Chapter 840

"You're so afraid of longevity? But I don't think he's too fierce, "Meiya hesitated a little." but why did he treat you so cruelly and even ignore your life and death? I always thought that he must be a vicious and hot-blooded master, but now I can see it, but it's totally different from what I thought before. It's really too bad. "

Zhong Mingwei didn't speak, just walked forward with his head down.

"Mingwei, did I say something wrong?" Meiya catches up and asks Zhong Mingwei with some trepidation.

"No, I'm actually thinking about it," Zhong said with a faint smile. "There should be no such father and son in the world. Once upon a time, the son had a heart to please his father, but the father had a heart to hold back his son's death. Later, the father and son met again, but he could talk with each other peacefully. People who didn't know even thought of him This is father's kindness and filial piety. Don't you think it's strange? "

Meiya looked at Zhong Mingwei's face with a light smile, and her heart was very sad. She said in a small voice: "no matter what, he really wanted to kill you in the past, and you almost died because of it. Now, looking at him like a nobody, I'm very confused."

"Yes, I will not forget what happened," Zhong said slowly. "Even if I want to forget one day, my body will still force me to remember it for life."

Meiya looked down at Zhong Mingwei's limping leg, and said softly, "it's true that you should remember the pain on your skin, but Mingwei, you need to remember more than that."

"Yes, there are better ones," Zhong Mingwei chuckled, "jasmine flowers in spring and summer, cool and pleasant, barley tea in autumn and winter, warm heart and lung, I remember."

"You know." Meiya also laughed.

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Rongqin palace.

"What did you say? Did the father and the emperor even let the old prince return to Beijing? " Zhong Mingzheng suddenly claps the case and stares at Ling Shian, who is heavy on his face. "Did you let Ma Zhiming pick up the invalid Prince and go back to Beijing?"

"Yes, my subordinates also got the news from jin'er. Someone watched the old prince enter the palace, and then they knew that the old prince was in the capital like today's people." Ling Shian frowned and looked at Zhong Mingzheng. "Wang Ye, it's reasonable that the old prince returned to Beijing as the eldest son of the emperor to die. In the end, his current identity is from Prince yipin'an, but it's no longer a crime I'm a minister and a commoner, so long live can let him go back to Beijing in good faith. How can I secretly let the prince and his wife go to Beijing? And let Ma Zhiming pick them up in person? My subordinates can't figure it out. "

"What do you want to know? It's nothing more than the father's worry that the courtiers are not willing to do it. Although the deposed Prince is now a prince, he has actually entered the imperial palace. He is the first prince who was demoted to be a commoner in the history of the great Zhou Dynasty. His identity experience is not worthy of returning to Beijing, and is not worthy of the Empress Dowager's mourning. So the father and the emperor should be beheaded first and then played. Anyhow, Prince an is now living in the imperial palace When the capital is over, how can the courtiers with one thread of screwdriver chirp Zhong Mingzheng sneered, paused, and said again, "besides, the father and the emperor are afraid that there is another caution in his heart. He is afraid that the king and the princess Hui have made a wrong idea, and that we might kill the emperor. So from the ancient pagoda of daoning in the capital, when we went to the capital for a little three months, we could not tell the truth. Now when the emperor and his wife arrive in the capital, it's hard for us to stay in the father and the emperor Do you stab openly under your eyelids? "

Ling Shian can't help sighing: "long live for the old prince. Why did he hurt the old prince and almost kill him?"