The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 825: If not, I will chop off his hand

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"The thoughts of Lord Long Live are the most difficult to guess. Who knows what kind of medicine he sells in his gourd?" Pang Yi frowned, while taking a sip of tea, he looked at Zhong Mingwei again, "Sir, do you think Lord Long Live is more Which prince do you prefer to be the crown prince? Prince Rong or Prince Hui?"

"Isn't there another fourth prince?" Zhong Mingwei said calmly.

"What? Master, do you think Long Live Master prefers the fourth prince?" Pang Yi was immediately stunned, "But the fourth prince is only fourteen years old this year. It is said that he is encircling the land and making the king. At this age, the fourth prince is probably He still has to go to the study every day to study, and he has no foundation in the court, so how could Long Live Lord care about him?"

"I just said it casually," Zhong Mingwei shook his head and said, "I just feel a little strange. No matter in the past or now, no matter how much the princes fight for each other and fight openly and secretly, it has never affected the fourth prince. He has grown up in such a peaceful way. Isn't it strange that such calmness or even inconspicuousness appears in a prince? Besides, the background of the fourth prince is not bad."

When Pang Yi heard this, he was startled at first, and then said: "Maybe Long Live Lord has never chosen the fourth prince as the crown prince. The imperial concubine's thoughts have always been only on Prince Rong, and she has not cared about him. The prince has become the prince with the least presence and threat among all the princes, so how can the fourth prince grow up in peace?"

"So, I said, this is just a casual comment," Zhong Mingwei touched his lips, smiled at Pang Yi, took a sip of tea, and said lightly, "But I don't care who becomes the prince. , As long as he doesn’t put his hands on my three-thirds of an acre of land, he won’t care about my business. Otherwise, I will chop off his hands.”

Pang Yi looked at Zhong Mingwei's indifferent face, which showed no expression at all, but he couldn't help but think of Zhong Mingwei in the past, the immovable and cold-blooded Prince of the East Palace. For a moment, he only felt that Some are uncomfortable with it, but he can also understand Zhong Mingwei, because once he returns to the capital, he will also become vicious and ruthless. Gentleness and tranquility only belong to Ning Guta. To them, the capital has always been a dragon's pond and a tiger's den.

"Pang Yi, it's getting late, go and accompany Sister An quickly." When the two of them were thinking about their own thoughts, Meiya opened the door and came in, pointing at the candied dried fruits on the small table. While holding the tray, he said to Pang Yi, "Sister An has just drank the anti-fetal medicine and is crying out in pain. Hurry up and take it over to comfort Sister An."

"Oh! Thank you madam!" Pang Yi was so busy that he ran out with the tray.

"Zhong Mingwei, look, am I a little different from usual?" Meiya walked quickly to Zhong Mingwei, looked up at Zhong Mingwei, and kept turning her face, while saying a little arrogantly, "Do you see it? Do you see it?"

Zhong Mingwei looked at the girl's sculpted face, and finally his eyes fell on the girl's chin. The faint scar disappeared, and the fair and small chin looked tight, but Zhong Mingwei was a little dazed.

"Why are you so stupid? It's been so long and you haven't noticed yet?" Meiya couldn't bear her temper anymore. She raised her chin towards Zhong Mingwei and said happily, "Sister An taught me how to mix the makeup. Are the scars covered up tightly? Are they not visible at all? Hehe, I asked Sister An to mix two small boxes for me, and I will paint my face like this from now on!"

"It's good, you can't tell." Zhong Mingwei looked at the girl's happy eyes, and he also held his lips and smiled, but for some reason, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. He stretched out his hand to pull the girl away. He got into his arms, let her sit on his lap, and while holding her hand, he said, "Don't you like applying makeup?"