The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 470: Let’s see what’s going on over there
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"Your Majesty, calm down!" Ling Shi'an has not seen Zhong Mingzheng so angry for a long time. Ever since the prince was deposed and Da'an became pregnant, Zhong Mingzheng has been overjoyed. This sudden outburst really made Ling Shian angry. Startled.
Zhong Mingzheng was so angry that he couldn't breathe for a while. He frowned and cursed for a long time: "This bastard!"
Zhong Mingzheng couldn't help but be angry. Although Zhong Zhiheng only had four princes under his knees, it was not easy for him to sit on the throne of the first-class prince. There used to be Zhong Mingwei, the eldest son of the empress, who suppressed him. He didn't dare to think about anything. Later, Zhong Mingwei was finally deposed, but there was still an elder brother Zhong Ming'e in front of him who won Zhong Zhiheng's sacred heart even more than him. As the third prince, he was neither a direct descendant nor the eldest son. In fact, he had nothing unique. He was also the belly of the Da'an family. He has just become the first-rank prince among the princes. As long as he can hold on, the East Palace will be his sooner or later. But at this time, Hui Guiren is pregnant with the dragon seed. Seeing Zhong Zhiheng's love for Hui Guiren, this time If the fetus is a prince...
Zhong Mingzheng panted violently in his chest, and stared at the vermilion carpet with a pair of fiery eyes. After a long while, Zhong Mingzheng said in a deep voice: "I will go to Yanxi Palace tomorrow."
"My lord, do you mean to discuss the countermeasures with...the imperial concubine?" Ling Shi'an said.
"This matter cannot be delayed, it must be resolved as soon as possible." Zhong Mingzheng said coldly.
"But Your Majesty, this is too risky," Ling Shi'an looked worried, "It's okay if it's a concubine. Hui Gui is not an ordinary person. Both the Queen Mother and Long Live Lord are very concerned about it."
“I can’t care about that much anymore,” Zhong Mingzheng gritted his teeth and said, “If my father gets the fifth prince, how can he still see me, the third prince, who has the blood of the Zhao family in his body?”
Yes, Zhong Zhiheng was originally afraid of the Zhao family, and it was not easy for Zhong Mingzheng to rise to power. In the past six months, the Zhao family has tried its best to keep its tail between its legs, but what if it keeps its tail between its legs? The emperor can abandon even his biological prince, let alone others?
The more Zhong Mingzheng thought about it, the more frightened he became. He paused, and then said to Ling Shi'an: "Wait a minute and see what happens over there."
"Yes," Ling Shi'an breathed a sigh of relief, while pouring another cup of tea and offering it with both hands, "Your Highness, please have a cup of tea."
"Bang bang bang!"
Suddenly, there was another knock on the door, followed by the maid's whisper: "Your Majesty, please come over, the Princess said..."
"Get out!"
Zhong Mingzheng suddenly dropped the teacup in his hand to the ground.
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The first day of May in the 33rd year of Jiasheng
Ninggu Pagoda.
Pang Yi sent Meiya and Gu Changlin to Nanshan Villa early in the morning. He bought seeds a few days ago and went to sow them today. However, there were no oxen or plows at home. Fortunately, Chenjiatun in Nanshan Villa Not far away, Pang Yi borrowed oxen and plows from Chen Qingxuan's family two days ago, and today he also agreed to invite Grandma Chen and Chen Qingxuan to come over for spring planting.
"Madam, I'll go back first." Pang Yi sent the people to the place, and then hurried back. Before leaving, Zhong Mingwei told him to go back early, saying that he had something to ask him to do, so he naturally Don't dare to delay any longer.
"Go back! Go back! I don't need your help here," Meiya waved to Pang Yi in a hurry. She was worried that Zhong Mingwei was the only one at home. She originally planned to bring Zhong Mingwei here too. , although Zhong Mingwei couldn't go to the ground, it was good to let him come over to join in the fun, but Zhong Mingwei's typhoid fever was so easy to deal with, and Meiya was afraid that he would not be affected by the wind, so she didn't let Zhong Mingwei come with her, and Meiya walked in After two steps, he suddenly remembered something. He was so busy that he ran to Pang Yi's side again and whispered, "Bring me some clothes when you come. I forgot to bring them when I went out in the morning."
After doing farm work for a day, her clothes will naturally get dirty. Meiya thought of cleaning up here before going back, so as not to dirty the carriage again.
"Well, I'll take my leave," Pang Yi nodded, clasping his fists towards Chen Qingxuan and saying, "I have to thank Mr. Chen for today."
"Brother Pang, you are so polite. They are all from our own family," Chen Qingxuan said with a smile. While unloading the **** from the donkey cart, he said to Pang Yi, "If Brother Pang feels bad about it, then go to the village when you have time. Please help me, the weather is getting warmer now, and there are so many happy events in the village that we are all too busy."
"That's it, I'll definitely go next." Pang Yi said with a smile, and drove the carriage away.