Chapter 1167

The skinny skin and flesh lying on the huge carved bed are all sunken into the skeleton like old man. It's not someone else. It's Zhong Zhiheng.

Zhong Mingwei walked in slowly. He stared at the people on the bed with good eyes. The people on the bed also stared at him. Looking at him coming in, his face could not conceal the excitement. His yellow eyes all showed deep joy. The closer Zhong Mingwei was to him, the more clearly he could see the desire and excitement in his eyes, and his heart became more and more unpleasant.

In the past thirty-four years, this man has always been a daunting mountain for him. Everyone says that father's love is like a mountain. But for him, this mountain has never been associated with father's love. This mountain makes him breathless and unable to turn over, which makes him feel scared and resentful. He does not want to overthrow this merciless cold mountain In the desert mountains, which idea in my heart yearns for the humble love of my father, or the weakness in my heart, whether he can go down or not, the result? The mountain almost killed him. In despair, he finally understood what a shameful existence he was for the mountain. From the beginning to the end, he was just a sin, a wild seed that could not be put to death. Since then, the mountain in his heart collapsed.

Now, today, he stands in front of Zhong Zhiheng as a winner, but why can't he be happy? Why to look at his ditch. Ravine crisscross face, gray sparse hair still feel uncomfortable?

"Mingwei, my emperor's son," since Zhong Mingwei was recently hit, Zhong Zhiheng's eyes have not been away from him for a moment. Zhong Zhiheng tried hard to support the bed board with his hands and tried to sit up, but he could not. He tried several times, but he still lay down on the bed in frustration, and then panted and held out his withered and yellow hands to Zhong Mingwei who was near“ Mingwei, I I finally saw you again. I I am satisfied... "

"What does the father want?" Zhong Mingwei looked at Zhong Zhiheng, who was looking up and down at this time. He concealed the sadness in his eyes. He looked at Zhong Zhiheng coldly, pointed to his bright Dragon Robe, and pulled out a sneer from the corner of his mouth. "The father is satisfied. At last, all this can be done as you wish. Your son can help you with all his strength Put on this Dragon Robe, and you finally have the face to go down to Jiuquan to see your mother, right? "

Zhong Zhiheng's whole body suddenly froze. He slowly put down his hand and said to Zhong Mingwei with trembling lips: "Mingwei, I know I'm sorry for your mother and son too much in my life, but But that's because some villain is interfering with me, alienating me from siyao and letting me I misunderstood your life experience. I am blind and blind, so I can think of you Suddenly died, and you I've suffered so many crimes over the years, but Mingwei, you know, they are all driven by craftsmen! In my heart, there has never been a woman who can compare with your mother and empress, or a prince who can compare with you. Mingwei, I I know I'm wrong, so I'm desperate to make it up to you and pass this week on to you... "

"So, do you think you've made up enough?" Zhong Mingwei took the lead of his lips with sarcasm, opened the brocade box on his hand, and at the same time "PATA" put the holy edict in front of Zhong Zhiheng, "with such a light floating paper? Do you think my mother and I will be rare? "

"Mingwei, I......" Zhong Zhiheng looked at Zhong Mingwei in a hurry. He gasped heavily, like a broken bellows. He tried hard and begged, "I Since I know that I wronged your mother and son, I I've been trying my best to pave the way for you. I and I have given you all I can, "said Zhong Zhiheng, holding the corner of the imperial edict again, and then sent it trembling to Zhong Mingwei's face, thirsting for the way," Mingwei, with this imperial edict, you can be famous Yan Shundi ascends the throne and wins the ninth five year plan. I I can close my eyes. Mingwei, you You take it, take it... "