The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 1152: This is Siyao’s son

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Zhong Mingwei had never thought that Meiya had such an ability. The more he felt that Meiya was like a treasure that could never be found, she kept surprising him, making him more and more obsessed with her. At this moment, Zhong Mingwei listened to the screams of the soldiers, and he felt angry and proud from the bottom of his heart. She was his little girl, the little wife who had little bats and bamboos embroidered on every pair of socks to signify his safety. She is a virtuous princess who will never neglect her brother, and she is also the backbone who supports him step by step from Ninggu Pagoda to this imperial city...

How could there be such a good woman in this world?

How could there be a man as lucky as him in this world?

……

"Mingwei, if you have a wife like this, what else can a husband ask for?" Zhong Mingwei was stunned when suddenly a big hand patted him on the shoulder.

Zhong Mingwei suddenly raised his head and looked at the man standing in front of him who was very similar to Zhong Zhiheng. However, Zhong Zhiheng always had a gloomy air, but the man in front of him was cheerful and natural.

"You are..." Zhong Mingwei's lips trembled uncontrollably. This was the first time he met King Pingxi, the emperor's uncle who had been severely damaged by the major case in the past 20 years but had been silently protecting him. Zhong Mingwei I couldn't help but feel my nose suddenly sore, and when I spoke again, my voice was choked with sobs, "You are..."

"Good boy, let's go in and talk." Seeing him like this, Zhong Zhiling hurriedly patted his shoulder and carried him into the tent, for fear that he would make a fool of himself in front of the soldiers.

At that moment, Zhong Mingwei and Zhong Zhiling entered the big tent. Kong Wenmin and Chi Chongyuan were very shy and did not follow them in. Several people went to the tent next to them to discuss the attack on the city tomorrow.

"Uncle, please bow to me!" As soon as he entered the tent, Zhong Mingwei helped Zhong Zhiheng to sit on the upper seat, then walked to Zhong Zhiling and knelt down on the ground with a "pop", and then faced Zhong Zhiling He kowtowed three times, and Zhong Zhiling didn't stop him, just watched silently as he knelt down and saluted him.

This is Siyao's son.

If he had been living in the capital like other princes back then, instead of taking command and going to the northwest, this child should have been his and Siyao's.

Yes, if he had stayed in the capital and Siyao had passed through his door, their child would have been this old.

This child is very similar to Siyao, especially his big peach blossom eyes, which are exactly the same as Siyao, but his mouth and nose look like Zhong Zhiheng, so he is actually somewhat similar to him. Looking at it like this , it really seems to be his and Siyao’s child...

Zhong Zhiling stared blankly at Zhong Mingwei in front of him, kowtowing and saluting him. For a moment, he felt that his heart was filled with sadness, depression, and deep regret. These mixed emotions finally turned into a soft sound. Sigh softly.

"Fourteen years ago, my nephew failed to prevent the 20-year-old crime. Instead, he concocted the 20-year-old crime, persecuted a large number of loyal ministers and generals in the court, and even harmed the reputation of the emperor's uncle. My nephew often Thinking about this, I feel very uneasy, but the emperor's uncle does not punish his nephew for his mistakes, but instead loves and supports his nephew in every way. The nephew bursts into tears with gratitude." These words that had been kept in his heart burst out together with tears. As he spoke, Zhong Mingwei kowtowed three more times, "From now on, my nephew will treat his uncle as a filial father. Father, please accept my respect."

Zhong Zhiling's nose was sore after what he said. She blinked in a hurry, then reached out to help Zhong Mingwei get up, while giving him a hearty smile: "What? My son is like this Are you just going to pay lip service to your father?"