The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 362: My heavenly empress, grandma

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"You...did you just kiss Mei?" After a long entanglement, Meiya leaned on the man's shoulder, blushing and whispered to her brother Pig Trotters, she really liked Brother Pig Trotters kissing her, She also particularly hopes that Brother Zhuti will also like to be kissed by her.

"Beautiful, so beautiful. If you don't believe me, just touch it." Brother Zhutu's face couldn't hide the excitement.

"Touch what?" Meiya was a little confused.

Brother Zhuti didn’t say anything, but his smile became more and more radiant. He took Meiya’s little hand into the bed...

"Why are you like this!" Meiya sat up suddenly, her face was so red that it was almost bleeding. She didn't know where to look with her eyes. She was embarrassed and ashamed, and couldn't speak clearly. "You... you're already like this, why are you still like that? Your legs don't hurt anymore, right?"

"What is this and that?" Zhong Mingwei couldn't hold himself any longer. He knew that his hungry look was very embarrassing, but he was really suffocating himself to death. Meiya had been avoiding him these past two days. , so that he could not touch her, he was holding it in so much that he was going to get angry, and now he shamelessly begged Meiya, "Just once, girl, just once, okay?"

"No!" Meiya glared at him, but looking at that pitiful face, she finally lay down obediently again, pulling up the quilt and whispering, "As promised, that's it. Once..."

The next second, Zhong Mingwei held Meiya's face and started to chew it again: "Oh, my heavenly empress!"

"Can you show some face?" Meiya couldn't help but slapped Zhong Mingwei on the mouth.

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February 18th, the 33rd year of Jiasheng.

The capital.

Royal study room.

Dai Jingfeng has been kneeling in front of the main hall for an hour. Although he is a military officer, he is still nearly fifty years old. Moreover, the cold wind is biting outside, so he cannot withstand it. Dai Jingfeng only feels His legs were almost useless, and then he watched Zhao Ruhai slowly come out, walked in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "General Dai, Long live the Lord calls you in."

"Yes," Dai Jingfeng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. He put his hands on the ground and climbed up with difficulty. Before he could stand firmly, he staggered under his feet. He was about to fall. Zhao Ruhai went to help him. , and then he stood firm. Dai Jingfeng sighed, smiled bitterly and said to Zhao Ruhai, "I am getting older after all. Thank you, father-in-law."

Zhao Ruhai said nothing, looked at Dai Jingfeng's sallow face, and sighed softly.

Dai Jingfeng limped into the Imperial Study Room, resisting the discomfort and trying to walk more smoothly. He took two steps forward, and then fell to his knees with a "pop".

"The guilty minister has seen the Long Live Lord, and I sincerely wish my emperor peace!"

"You call yourself a guilty minister, so of course you know what crime you have committed?" Zhong Zhiheng glanced at Dai Jingfeng coldly, lowered his head and took a sip of tea, and said slowly, "Since you have this self-knowledge, then let's talk about it, Don’t waste my breath.”

"Yes, long live Lord Mingjian," Dai Jingfeng kowtowed three times, and then did not dare to straighten up. He stared at the vermilion carpet on the ground, and then said each word respectfully, "I was confused for a moment and forgot. Withdraw the manpower from Ninggu Pagoda..."

"Is it a moment of confusion or is it intentional? You know it in your heart, and I know it in my heart," Zhong Zhiheng interrupted Dai Jingfeng coldly. He put down the tea cup in his hand and looked at the man kneeling on the ground coldly. Dai Jingfeng said at every turn, "I thought you were the old man next to me, and naturally you can understand my heart best, but I didn't expect that you are also confused. Since you are confused, there is no need to continue to serve me."

"Long live my pardon! Long live my pardon!" Dai Jingfeng kowtowed so hurriedly that his pale forehead turned red. He said with a frightened look on his face, "I was confused for a moment and did something wrong, but my subordinates I am very loyal to Lord Long Live, and I can learn from the world! Please forgive me, Lord Long Live!"

"So, that Fang Zuotang's report is the truth?" Zhong Zhiheng pointed at the memorial on the table with his finger and asked in a cold voice, "Since when did Jin Yiwei actually reach out to Ninggu Pagoda?" Gone?"

"Long Live Lord, two years ago, my subordinates accidentally learned that the Royal Forest Army was actually involved with Fang Zuotang, the prefect of Ninggu Pagoda. My subordinates felt that it was inappropriate, so they thought of investigating it privately, and then report to Lord Long Live ," Dai Jingfeng lowered his head, beads of sweat dripping down his face, "I just didn't expect..."