Zhong Mingwei's eyes, which had been narrowed at one point, suddenly widened as he stared with despair at the dragon robe hanging to the ground.
How can this be called the Great Sage returning to the Flower-Fruit Mountain?
It was clearly the poor monkey who was once again put under the "Tightening Curse" by his master, and every sentence of his master's "Tightening Curse" was: You old monkey! You old monkey who can't stand the fall!
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November 18, 1935
Yongzhou.
Prince Hui's Palace.
Backyard. Bedroom.
"Is this comfortable?" Liao Chongwu asked softly while rubbing Zhong Ming'e's neck. Zhong Ming'e had a stiff neck when he woke up early this morning. He was whining and unwilling to get up. Liao Chongwu rarely did not get up early to practice sword. He stayed with him in bed and massaged his neck.
"Hmm, comfortable, hmm..." Zhong Minge was so comfortable that he just squinted his eyes. He rested his head on Liao Chongwu's thigh, feeling groggy and about to fall asleep again.
Liao Chongwu immediately slowed down his movements. He pulled the quilt over Zhong Minge. Although Yongzhou is in the south, the winter is much colder than the capital. Even though there is a brazier in the room, Liao Chongwu is still afraid that Zhong Minge will get cold. Yongzhou is very cold and damp in winter. Even a military commander like him can't stand it, so he thought about waiting until the beginning of spring next year. He must dig the earth dragon, otherwise Zhong Minge will suffer again.
"Your Highness, someone is coming from the capital!"
Zhong Minge was half asleep when he heard a voice coming from outside. He was immediately awakened and sat up straight. He was stunned for a moment, then squinted at Liao Chongwu: "Who did Xiao Gao say is here?"
"It is said that someone has come from the capital," Liao Chongwu said, as he got out of bed and put on his clothes, and said in a deep voice, "It should be someone sent by His Majesty."
"Why did His Majesty send people to Yongzhou?" Zhong Ming'e was immediately terrified. "Didn't I hand over the military power of Huguang? Why is he...still staring at Yongzhou?"
"Don't worry, it shouldn't be a bad thing." Liao Chongwu saw his horrified face, patted his shoulder and said, "If it was a bad thing, we would not know how we died. Why would His Majesty send people to Yongzhou?"
"But His Majesty just sent people to Lingnan not long ago to escort the Zou family back to the capital," Zhong Minge was still very nervous and grabbed Liao Chongwu's hand, "Liao Chongwu, tell me, why did His Majesty let Zou Shijie return to the capital for no reason? Zou Shijie used to be my man, and he had plotted against His Majesty, you say..." At this point, Zhong Minge became even more worried and frightened. He pursed his lips and said anxiously, "Do you think His Majesty is planning to settle the score later?"
"No," Liao Chongwu said hurriedly, "Your Majesty and Prince Rong are not of the same kind. They have always been upright in their actions. Maybe they are afraid that you will have wild thoughts, so they sent someone to talk to you in person about this matter."
"Then...then I'll go and take a look." Zhong Minge took a deep breath and exhaled, then followed Liao Chongwu out of bed.
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forecourt.
Main hall.
"Your Highness, the Emperor knows that you have always been in poor health. You are new to Yongzhou, and I am afraid you cannot stand the cold and damp weather here, so I specially ordered the Imperial Hospital to select a lot of herbs to drive away the cold and dampness, and have my subordinates send them to you," Hao Dongqing said respectfully to Zhong Minge, pointing to the huge box held by the three guards behind him. "There are some supplements and herbs such as donkey-hide gelatin, ganoderma lucidum, and ginseng in it. The Emperor also ordered the Imperial Hospital to prepare a few prescriptions that your Highness used to take, and they are also brought here."
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern. I am grateful to you!" Zhong Ming'e bowed hurriedly and ordered Gao Zhiqi to take the guards down to take over, leaving Hao Dongqing in the main hall to talk to him.
"Your Majesty, the new emperor, has been very busy since he ascended the throne. I didn't expect that he would still worry about my health. I am really terrified," Zhong Ming'e took a sip of tea and looked at Hao Dongqing. "I wonder if Your Majesty is in good health? Is the Queen in good health?"
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