The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 450: It’s not like there’s no tomorrow
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Zhong Mingwei also looked towards that place. Pang Yi had told him that a rockery would be placed there and a pond would be dug to raise fish. But at this time, listening to what Meiya said, there was no way Zhong Mingwei could disagree. ? He nodded and said: "Okay, let's set up a swing."
"I have always wanted to have a swing. I never sat on it when I was a child. There is one in Yanxi Palace, but it is the fourth prince's swing. How could I dare to touch it? But I haven't seen the fourth prince swing on it a few times. "But I'm so greedy." Meiya was a little excited, and faced Zhong Mingwei with a flushed face, "Zhong Mingwei, the swing is set up, you can play with me!"
"Me? At my age, how can I play on the swing?" Zhong Mingwei laughed dumbly.
Meiya was reluctant: "Why can't we play? Who said that thirty-three-year-old men can't play on the swing? Besides, you must have never played when you were a child, and you must have wanted to play in the past!"
Zhong Mingwei was startled for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, let's play together then."
Yes, no matter how old you are, you still have your childhood, and you also have the age where you miss playing. It’s just that unlike the fourth prince, he was born to be loved, so he certainly didn’t lack for these things. His childhood, There was no swing, no fun, just endless schoolwork, and the trepidation of facing my father, the Queen Mother.
"It's not just the two of us playing, there will be dolls when the time comes. Let's play together as a family," Meiya said, laughing non-stop while squeezing Zhong Mingwei's hand, "When the time comes, we will When we line up to play, I line up behind the dolls, and you line up behind me. We have to wait until we mothers have fun before it’s your turn."
Zhong Mingwei looked at the open space in front of him without blinking. It seemed that he had seen the scene of Meiya lining up with two babies to play on the swing, and seemed to have heard their "giggle" laughter, but In such a beautiful picture, he is not there...
Zhong Mingwei's face became increasingly ugly, and he could no longer stand. His body swayed, and then he was supported by Meiya.
"Are you feeling unwell again?" Meiya looked at Zhong Mingwei with a worried look on her face, "Why don't I help you into the room to have a rest first. Pang Yi said that the house has been tidied up and you can live in it directly. ”
"It's okay," Zhong Mingwei struggled to squeeze out a smile and said softly to Meiya, "Let's see if there is anything else you like. Let me tell you all today so that I can buy everything for you. ."
"It's not like there's no tomorrow, what are you doing in such a hurry?" Meiya was a little unhappy. She was worried that Zhong Mingwei's body would not be able to bear it. After all, the yard was too big. It would take a lot of effort to walk from front to back. , Zhong Mingwei's legs were naturally tired.
"Obey!" Zhong Mingwei's face darkened.
"Got it! Got it!" Meiya muttered impatiently, while helping Zhong Mingwei up the corridor.
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April 20, the 33rd year of Jiasheng
Capital
Prince Rong’s Mansion.
After a whole night of tossing, Prince Rong and Princess Da'an gave birth to their young prince in the early morning, who was also the eldest grandson of Long Live Lord. Zhong Zhiheng was so happy that he gave the young prince the name Yuanying. At the same time, the Jin Dynasty named Concubine Zhao as the imperial concubine, and the conferment ceremony was held on a good day.
……
The next day.
Prince Rong’s Mansion.
It's night.
In a simple and cramped room in the side courtyard, Prince Rong Zhong Mingzheng was sitting on the imperial chair, holding a blue and white porcelain teacup in his hand, sipping tea slowly, and kneeling at his feet was a trembling middle-aged man, maybe It was because he had been kneeling for too long that the man's body was a little unstable and shaky, as if he might faint at any moment.
"What? Haven't you figured it out yet?" After drinking half the cup of tea in one sip, Zhong Mingzheng put the teacup back on the small table, then turned his eyes to the man and looked at him With pale cheeks and disheveled hair, Zhong Mingzheng seemed very satisfied. Zhong Mingzheng sighed softly and continued to speak slowly, "If you don't take the prosperous road, you have to go all the way to the dark side, tsk tsk tsk, how could this happen in this world?" How can there be such a stubborn person?"
"Your Majesty loves me so much, I don't dare to refuse, but..." The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, and he didn't know what terrible thing he had remembered. His face looked like he had seen a ghost, and he looked at it in horror. Zhong Mingzheng said, and then hurriedly kowtowed, "I really dare not betray Jin Yiwei! Please have mercy, Your Majesty! Give me a death!"
"Want to die?" Zhong Mingzheng looked sarcastic and coldly, raised his leg and lightly kicked the man's face, and said coldly, "Since two months ago, your life has been my king's. Want to die? Then you have to ask me first if I agree."