"What the right side says is that the father is still in general. There is no blood in the natural palace. You can't cut off the blessing of the father. Step back," said Zhong Mingzheng, whose blood red eyes restored the brightness a little bit. He waved a group of bodyguards to retreat, but pointed his fingers to Fang Kaiwen, whose face was bleak. "He can't. isn't Fang Zhonglian always praised as a model of self-discipline by the father ? Now, Fang Zhonglian has committed the crime of disrespect. Although he has already obeyed the law, according to the law, Fang's family is all involved and has to be thrown into the prison. If I don't deal with it impartially, then isn't there the name of the sage who has accumulated in his whole life? Come on! Put the Kaiwen in jail! And Fang's family, no one is allowed to let go! "
"Yes, I do!" As soon as Zhong Mingzheng's voice fell, two bodyguards dragged the room to Kaiwen.
Fu Jiayou listened to the sound of people dragging on the ground, only his eyes were shocked. He stared at the black brick in front of him, and then his hands in sleeves gradually clenched into fists.
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Jiasheng: June 30, 34
Yongzhou.
Huijun palace.
Cheng Yijun, the prince of Hui, finally arrived at Yongzhou in the morning. When he arrived at the royal residence, Zhong Minge couldn't get off the carriage. He was too tired. He also had a cold for half a month. He had a good life two days ago. He was very ill and had no spirit. Liao Chongwu served him well all the way He didn't catch a serious illness, but Zhong Minge lost a lot of weight. Liao Chongwu was very upset.
"Come on, let's get home," the carriage stopped slowly in front of the gate of the prince's mansion of Huijun. Liao Chongwu jumped out of the carriage first, then helped Zhong Minge out of the carriage. He turned around again, bent slightly, and said to Zhong Minge, "come up."
"Well." Zhong Minge looks at the broad and strong back of the man, and his face is full of satisfaction. Without carrying a group of bodyguards, he lies on Liao Chongwu's back. He strides into the palace in front of him. This is not the first time for Liao Chongwu to carry Zhong Minge on his back. On the way, almost every time, Zhong Minge is carried off the carriage by Liao Chongwu, and a group of bodyguards start from the very beginning At first, I was stunned, but now I am used to it.
Zhong Minge came to Liao Chongwu's ear and whispered, "Liao Chongwu, what did you say just now?"
"What did you say?" Liao Chongwu did not know where he was. He raised his feet and stepped into the threshold. He let go of the huge screen wall. Then he stood in front of the screen wall with the word "douda" written on it. Without rushing, he raised his eyes and looked at the house in front of him. From the high brick wall to the flower shelf covered with wisteria in front of him, to the stone table and stone bench under the flower shelf, and the lotus pond and rockery beside him. It was a good sight This is the place where he and Zhong Minge will live in the future, and this is the place where their dreams will come true. The plants and trees here, bricks and tiles, are so loved by Liao Chongwu from the bottom of his heart. There is really no better place than here. He gives a sigh of satisfaction.
"You said just now, we're home," Zhong ming'e sighed. She thought that she had been ironed from head to foot. In her heart, it seemed that a big stone that had been hanging had finally fallen to the ground and filled the hole in her heart. He rubbed gently around the man's neck on the back of the man's head. "Liao Chongwu, we have a home."
"Well, we have a home," Liao Chongwu repeated, rubbing Zhong Minge's face with a stiff stubble. Before Zhong Minge smiled and dodged, he whispered to Zhong Minge, "Minge, this is the best dream I've ever had in my life."