The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 1068: Changing weather

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Who Meiya said was the person who killed Qin's family? Although she didn't reveal it, everyone knew it. For a while, everyone sighed silently.

"Please, Your Highness, for the sake of the forty-two lives of the Qin family who died tragically, believe in my father and Qin Chong. Qin Chong is willing to atone for my father's sins in this life. Please give the Qin family a chance to atone! "As he spoke, Qin Chong kowtowed three more times.

For a moment, everyone in the room focused their attention on Zhong Mingwei. Zhong Mingwei looked at the poor and thin young man in front of him with lowered eyes without blinking. After a while, he stood up and helped Qin Chong up: " Get up. From now on, you don’t have to talk about atonement. I know better than you who should atone.”

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness!" Qin Chong was overjoyed, and he bowed deeply to Zhong Mingwei, "I will die as a dead head and as a weed in death, in order to repay Your Highness for your great kindness!"

Zhong Mingwei gently patted Qin Chong on the shoulder and said: "Sit down, you are not in good health, so don't just sit there."

For a moment, everyone in the room let out a long sigh of relief. Gu Qingtong was even more happy. He helped Qin Chong sit down in a hurry. Chen Qingxuan had a sullen face. Gu Qingtong glanced at Chen Qingxuan timidly. Ignoring her, he snorted coldly and turned away. Kong Wenmin was so busy that he patted Chen Qingxuan's shoulder, whispered something in his ear, and then smiled and waved to Gu Qingtong, indicating that it was okay. Still worried, he nodded and turned away.

"Now that we've talked about it, let's not linger here any longer. It's not peaceful after all," Meiya said, looking at Pang Yi, "Pang Yi, go get ready, we have to continue on our way. ."

"Yes, I obey my orders." Pang Yi was so busy that he clasped his fists and retreated.

"Sister Qingtong, you haven't eaten since I saw you. This is breakfast specially left for you. It's still hot. Eat something quickly." Meiya placed the two bowls of porridge, steamed buns and shaomai on the table. He pushed it in front of Gu Qingtong, glanced at the thin Qin Chong, and said to Gu Qingtong, "Mr. Qin must have been tortured by running all the way. Sister Qingtong, you can get one from our carriage later." I went to sit on the blanket, and I happened to bring an extra one."

"Yes, thank you madam," Gu Qingtong said gratefully, while holding up the porridge and passing it to Qin Chong, he whispered, "Eat quickly."

……

Qianqing Palace.

Fifth watch.

Morning morning.

For all the ministers who came to the morning court, this day was no different from before. They all got up before dawn and arrived at Qianqing Palace before the fifth watch. However, when they entered the palace, they discovered This day was unusual. From the palace gate to the front of the Qianqing Palace, and even inside the Qianqing Palace, there were guards wearing armor and holding steel swords. They stood solemnly one by one, their silver armors shining like swords. The Qing Palace looked particularly cold.

"What's going on?" The ministers looked at each other and whispered together, "Did something big happen in the palace last night?"

"Who knows, I only found out when I entered the palace," a minister looked at the row of guards standing neatly in front of the door and couldn't help but exclaimed, "This is the first time that I have been to the morning court in so many years. Encountering such a big battle."

"Eighty percent of it is the work of Lord Long Live," another minister whispered, "Maybe the murder case of the fourth prince was solved, and Lord Long Live ordered the arrest of the murderer. This is such a big battle!"

"Then there's no need to mobilize so many people, right? The Qianqing Palace has been surrounded. Could it be that they think the murderer of the fourth prince is among us?" Someone disagreed, and while talking, He glanced at An Zishang and Zhao Changrong standing in front, lowered his voice and whispered, "Maybe it was Prince Rong's handiwork."