Chapter 934

"Mingwei, I Are we in danger? " Meiya is in zhongmingwei's arms for half a day. It's the first time for her to be frightened. She has to raise her head to ask zhongmingwei.

"No," said Zhong Mingwei, kissing her forehead. "I'll tell Pang Yi to call the brothers from Nanjiang into the mansion. Just as the royal forest army retreated, they also came into the mansion."

"Right, right, let them in quickly," Meiya nodded hurriedly. "It's your close friend for many years. Only when his people are guarding our house, can you feel at ease."

"It's not his people, it's our people," Zhong Mingwei said softly, holding Meiya's face. "We don't have to be afraid to have our people guarding our home."

"Mingwei, you want to..." Meiya's eyelashes trembled so much that she stared at the man's angular face without blinking her big eyes

"If we are doomed not to retreat, let's just give it a go." Zhong Mingwei's voice is still so soft, and a gentle arc rises from the corner of his mouth. "Zhong Meiya, would you like to accompany Mr. Zhong in your family to rise again?"

The original timid eyes suddenly became bright, and Meiya also smiled: "then what can I do for you?"

"Of course," Zhong Mingwei said with a deeper smile, "you accompany me to rise again, and I will send your mother to the world."

"Yes, that's settled!" Meiya nodded and clapped her little hand on the man's thigh. Looking at that, it seemed as if she had decided to buy a bunch of sugar gourd.

"When will you enter the palace, sir?" Pang Yi hurries to the former courtyard.

After the death of the fourth prince, long live passed away. For such a big thing, Zhong Mingwei, the eldest prince, can't help but go. What's more, now others are in the capital.

"Go now," Zhong Mingwei said to the outside, patting Meiya on the shoulder. "I'll go back."

"Then Will you meet Prince Rong? " Meiya asked a little worried.

"Yes," said Zhong, "at this time, he should be in the imperial palace."

"Then you have to be careful," Meiya worries even more. "He may be a person who can't even let go of his own hands and feet, let alone you."

"Don't worry, he's not bold in front of the long live master, let alone the fourth prince. If my prince an has any more mistakes, not everyone should be suspicious of his prince Rongwang's head." Zhong Mingwei smiles and points Meiya's forehead, turns around and walks out. After two steps, he looks back and smiles at Meiya. "Girl, I want to have red bean porridge in the evening. You haven't cooked red bean porridge for a long time."

"OK, I'll cook the red bean porridge and wait for you to come back for dinner," Meiya said busily, adding, "and big stuffed buns!"

……

Heart building.

After receiving the news of the death of the fourth prince, Zhong Zhiheng never got out of bed again. He fell asleep in a daze. At this time, he was lying in a hollow position. His eyes were staring at the pattern of "two dragons playing with beads" on the bright yellow curtain, and he didn't know what he was thinking. So he kept looking.

"Long live, have a drink of soup," said Hui Fei, sitting on the edge of the bed with a bowl of ginseng, wolfberry and chicken soup, and looking at Zhong Zhiheng anxiously. "It's a pity that the fourth Prince died early, but he can't hurt himself. Long live, you have not only one fourth prince, but also thousands of Zhou people, even for the common people of the Zhou Dynasty You have to take care of your dragon body, too. "

"You can step back first." Zhong Zhiheng waved his hand slightly and said to Princess Hui. When he said this, he turned his face inside. It was obvious that he didn't want to talk much.