The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 385: Secret letter from the Lord

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"Where can I find someone like you? You don't like anything, but you like to be scolded." Meiya felt sweet in her heart, but she muttered to herself. After spending a long time with Zhong Mingwei, she gradually became addicted to it. Arrogant and arrogant.

"Others can't do it," Zhong Mingwei said with a smile, while rubbing Mei Ya's round nose, "Only you can do it."

"Hey, why are you like this?" Meiya was embarrassed and couldn't help but laugh. She also rubbed Zhong Mingwei and hummed softly, "You're really not angry? I just said you... ...Ahem...then why can't you spit out ivory? Are you really not angry?"

"Not angry, not angry at all," Zhong Mingwei smiled lowly, leaned over and kissed Mei Ya's red lips, and whispered, "Since you have put down your words, otherwise you Come and find it yourself?"

Meiya blushed and her heart skipped a beat when he kissed her. When she spoke, her voice trembled slightly: "What are you looking for?"

"Look to see if there is any ivory in it..." Zhong Mingwei said, holding Meiya's face and kissing her carefully.

"Looking for...found..." Meiya stuttered, biting Zhong Mingwei's front teeth bravely, "here, this, this...here is one..."

"Keep looking," Zhong Mingwei's breathing suddenly became heavier, he pinched Meiya's chin and kissed her very fiercely, "There are still quite a few, enough for you to look for all night long..."

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February 26, the 33rd year of Jiasheng

It's night.

The capital.

The Royal Guards Camp.

When Ma Zhiming, the commander of the Royal Forest Army, was cleaning his sword in the room, he heard rapid footsteps outside. He shook his head and thought to himself, after all these years, why has Zhou Youan not been able to change his impatience? He inserted the sword into the scabbard, and there was a knock on the door outside.

"General." Zhou Youan called from outside the door.

"Come in." Ma Zhiming said solemnly, hanging the sword on the wall, sitting on the soft couch, picking up the teapot, and slowly poured a cup of tea.

"General," Zhou Youan hurriedly pushed the door in, turned around and closed the door, hurriedly walked to the soft couch, took out a letter from his arms, and presented it to Ma Zhiming with both hands, "General , the lord sent a six hundred miles urgent secret message, please ask the general to read it."

Ma Zhiming's originally relaxed face suddenly became serious. He took the letter from Zhou Youan's hand, opened it in a hurry, and scanned the thin letter paper. The more he looked at it, the more serious his expression became. , at the end, he put the letter on the small table, shook his head in disbelief, and whispered: "How could this happen?"

Zhou Youan was so busy that he asked: "General, do you have any orders from my lord?"

"See for yourself." Ma Zhiming handed the letter over, picked up the teacup, and took a sip.

"Lord, what does this mean?" The next second, Zhou You'an also looked shocked. He read it over and over several times before putting down the letter, looking at Ma Zhiming, and then lowered his voice and said, " My lord has never had anything to do with any of the princes, so how could he have such thoughts at this time?"

"Yes, my lord's thoughts are really puzzling," Ma Zhiming nodded and said to Zhou You'an, "Sit down and talk."

"I really don't understand what my lord's purpose is. If my lord wants to intervene in the matter of seizing the heir apparent, then he shouldn't be interested in the half-dead paralytic?" Zhou You'an said with a frown and a sip. Pursing his lips, he looked at Ma Zhiming again, "General, my lord, do you really want to help the useless prince to ascend to the throne?"

"My lord didn't say anything. The letter only stated that we should protect the deposed prince and prevent him from being bullied in Ninggu Pagoda." Ma Zhiming glanced at the letter again and frowned. Mei shook her head, "The other lords didn't explain anything. They only asked us to ensure the safety of the deposed prince and ensure that there is no chaos in Ninggu Pagoda. The lord's thoughts are very unpredictable."

"Who says it's not the case? My lord has never cared about the princes, but now he suddenly asked us to take care of the deposed prince, and even ordered him to come here personally. It's really rare." Zhou You'an also nodded and said, "It seems that my lord's I have some ideas in my heart, but we don’t need to know them yet.”

Ma Zhiming nodded without saying anything. While taking a sip of tea, he suddenly put down the tea cup and looked at Zhou Youan: "How did Jin Yiwei deal with the third child of the Jiang family in the capital?"