Chapter 883

"No, I'll do it myself," said Zhong Minge slowly, calling Gao Zhiqi, and still staring at the palm of his hand. Just when Gao Zhiqi was in a hurry to remind him again, Zhong Minge suddenly opened up again. "Xiao Gao, you see, I have white hair."

Gao Zhiqi is stunned. Then he can see clearly that the thing in Zhong Minge's palm is a white hair. Gao Zhiqi looks at the silver bright white hair and the excessively thin face of Zhong Minge. For a while, he is not satisfied. He wants to comfort Zhong Minge, but he can't say anything. He just stands respectfully.

"I'm just twenty-six. Why How old are you? " Zhong Minge whispered to the white hair, but she didn't know that she was asking Gao Zhiqi or herself.

"Your Highness," said Gao Zhiqi, "long live is still waiting for you."

"I see." Zhong Minge said in a deep voice, throwing the white hair on the ground and combing her head in the mirror.

Gao Zhiqi was relieved. He was so busy that he went to check whether there was something wrong with the imperial uniform and the imperial bead. Then he listened to Zhong Minge's opening again: "Xiao Gao, when will Liao Chongwu come back?"

"Your Highness, brother Liao will be in the capital almost the day after tomorrow." Gao Zhiqi road.

A while ago, Zhong Minge ordered Gao Zhiqi to go to the imperial mausoleum to wipe out Liao Chongwu from the list of bodyguards guarding the mausoleum. However, the emperor's mausoleum was too busy to leave when he saw the Empress Dowager was going to be buried, so Liao Chongwu could not leave until the Empress Dowager was buried. He was afraid of being discovered, so they had to leave two days later than Zhong Minge According to the time, Liao Chongwu should be able to arrive at the capital the day after tomorrow.

"Oh," Zhong Minge nodded, took the crown and put it on for herself, looked into the mirror at the man who was not vigorous, and lowered his eyebrows wearily, "then it will take another two days."

"Your Highness," Gao Zhiqi came to serve Zhong Minge's dressing room and whispered, "brother Liao will never leave you again this time. Don't be sad."

Zhong Minge looked up at the bright sky outside and closed his eyes again. "I'm not sad, but I feel a little tired."

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Royal study.

When Zhong Minge arrived, Zhong Zhiheng was sitting at the back of the Dragon case, criticizing the origami. When Zhao Ruhai came in and reported to Zhong Minge, he didn't look up. He continued to criticize the origami, but nodded to Zhao Ruhai. Zhao Ruhai was so busy that he asked Zhong Minge to come in.

"My son pays his respects to his father, and salutes him!" Before Zhong Minge went to the Dragon case, he knelt down and kowtowed.

Zhong Zhiheng didn't say a word, but he still looked down at the fold in his hand, turning page by page slowly. Zhong Minge didn't dare to make a sound, and he didn't dare to look up. He kept his face to the ground, so he knelt respectfully.

He has always been respectful to Zhong Zhiheng, and Zhong Zhiheng has always been gentle to him. Compared with Zhong Mingwei and Zhong Mingzheng, Zhong Zhiheng is a kind father to him, so Zhong Minge always thought that in Zhong Zhiheng's heart, he is different from other princes, and this kind of difference supports him, the sick prince, step by step, to be able to fight with thousands of honorable princes The degree of the duel, which is different, has always inspired Zhong Minge. Who said he could not enter the main East Palace? But in the end, he still fell from the cloud, and fell so heavily. To his surprise, from the beginning to the end, he thought that his kind father did not reach out to pull him, never, and even watched coldly. He killed his mother and concubine by the way, and Cui's family and Zou's family cut off all his supports. Life forced him to spend his whole life I can't get up in the mud.