Zhong Zhiheng sneered: "A gentleman? I feel that he is two-faced no matter how I look at him."
"Your Majesty, are you saying that Minister An was the one who planned Xiao An's marriage into the Eastern Palace?" Dai Jingfeng frowned.
"An Zishang's mind is too active." Zhong Zhiheng said slowly, and looked at Dai Jingfeng again, "Have the Queen Mother's people returned from Ningguta?"
"Yes. I was just about to report this to His Majesty," Dai Jingfeng said hurriedly. "That man just returned to the capital. He rushed to see the Queen Mother and talked to her for less than an incense stick of time before he left. As soon as he left, the Queen Mother went to the Buddhist temple to worship Buddha and chant scriptures. She hasn't come out yet."
"The Queen Mother is sad again." Zhong Mingwei took a sip of tea and said lightly, "It can be seen that the situation in Ningguta is not optimistic."
Dai Jingfeng hesitated and said, "After all, the deposed prince was injured so badly, the queen mother must be sad."
"She's not just sad about this." Zhong Zhiheng looked at the bright yellow pattern of two dragons playing with a pearl on the teacup. He said calmly, "The last glimmer of hope in her heart has finally turned into nothing. This is what makes her most sad."
October 18, 2013
Ningguta.
Ah Chou always had the habit of getting up early. But she had been getting up very late these days. It wasn't that she was lazy. She just couldn't get up.
I was rubbing my belly that day, but as I was rubbing it, I ended up rubbing it into the quilt, and then...
Ah Chou recalled the scene just now. He buried his face in his hands in shame and smiled shyly.
Then, Zhong Mingwei moved to live on the kang. The grown man who used to say that the bed was not cold, now said pitifully that he was freezing at night, and then he lay on the kang and refused to leave. Later, Ah Chou was so annoyed by him that he went to the bed and took his quilt. After that, Zhong Mingwei never went back to sleep in the bed again, and the quilt that Ah Chou took from the bed was never used at all...
So shy!
hey-hey.
At this moment, Ah Chou rested her head on the man's arm, trying hard not to laugh, her face turned red. She looked at the man's big hand resting on her shoulder, and the dimples on her cheeks became even deeper.
The man was still sleeping soundly. She could hear his heavy breathing behind her. Achou moved backwards quietly and stopped when her back was against the man's. The man yawned but did not wake up. He put his other hand around Achou's slender waist and pulled her into his arms. Achou was startled and was about to struggle, but the man's chin rested on her shoulder and his breath sprayed on her neck. Achou's whole body felt numb and half of her body was covered with goose bumps.
She really liked being held in Zhong Mingwei's arms like this, but she really couldn't stand being so close to him. Her heart was pounding so much that it felt like it was about to burst out. Ah Chou felt like she was suffocating, so she started to move outwards again, arching her back and forth, but before she could move far, the man grabbed her into his arms again.
"Do you have to get up so early?" Zhong Mingwei asked Achou with a yawn. He held Achou's shoulders and applied a little force to turn Achou around. Without waiting for Achou to speak, he pinched Achou's chin and kissed him.
Zhong Mingwei has been a bit too much these days. Whenever he gets the chance, he will hold Achou in his arms and kiss him all over. Achou's lips are so painful that they feel like their skin is peeling off from being kissed. Achou therefore gave him the cold shoulder yesterday. Zhong Mingwei then behaved a little. However, it was early in the morning and he was not fully awake yet, but the kissing continued endlessly. Later, Zhong Mingwei waited until Achou bit his lips before letting Achou go.
"What's wrong? Why are you so angry so early in the morning?" Zhong Mingwei hadn't kissed enough, but when he saw Ah Chou's slightly swollen lips, he couldn't help but smile again. He gently stroked Ah Chou's bright lips with his fingertips and said with a smile, "What's wrong? Does it still hurt here?"
Ah Chou glared at him fiercely and decided not to pay any attention to him. He turned around and faced the man with the back of his head.
"Girl, girl..." The man called softly behind her. His voice was hoarse from just waking up, and full of doting. It sounded so good that Ah Chou couldn't help but curl his lips again, then slowly turned around.
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