"What about you?" Zhong Mingwei let the naughty hands mess up his face. He looked at his little girl a little nervously and expectantly, "Girl. When did you fall in love with me?"
The playful hands suddenly stopped, and the originally proud and charming face also stopped, but was just slightly stunned. Ah Chou smiled again: "Zhong Mingwei, I don't want to tell you."
"Why?" Zhong Mingwei was obviously dissatisfied. "I told you everything. But you don't want to tell me. This is too unfair!"
Ah Chou looked at his childish dissatisfaction and smiled slyly. She put her arms around his neck, leaned close to Zhong Mingwei's ear, and whispered, "I won't tell you!"
November 5, the 32nd year of Jiasheng
The capital.
The Second Prince’s Mansion.
When the second prince Zhong Ming'e came back, it was already dark.
"Your Highness. We're here." The sedan stopped in front of the door, and the personal guard Liao Chongwu hurried over and lifted the door curtain.
Zhong Ming'e sat in the sedan for a while before getting out tiredly. Liao Chongwu saw that he looked unhappy and hurried over to help him.
Zhong Ming'e's Chengzi's life was not easy. On the one hand, there was good news from the mansion of the third prince Zhong Mingzheng. He, the second prince who had been married for seven years but had no children, was inevitably embarrassed. Concubine Shu had given him a lot of humiliation over the years because of this matter. He felt guilty and had to keep all the depression in his heart. Chengzi was thinner than before and looked less energetic.
Secondly, the affairs of the court were also worrying. Since Zhong Mingwei was deposed at the beginning of the year, the court had been silent for more than half a year. At this time, somehow, there were suddenly more calls for a crown prince in the court, and the voice of the second prince, who had never been high-profile, was even higher. He stood in the court every day, listening to the ministers' impassioned speeches for him while looking at his father Zhong Zhiheng's face. He was frightened. His grandfather Cui Youan was now the Minister of Personnel, and the Cui family was naturally more powerful than before. It was obvious that they had become a thorn in the eyes of others. Today, Zhong Zhiheng summoned him to the imperial study for lunch. From beginning to end, he never mentioned Cui Youan once, let alone the matter of establishing a crown prince. But after the meal, he was soaked all over.
"Your Highness, would you like to rest in the front yard or the back yard?" Liao Chongwu asked in a low voice as he helped him into the mansion.
"The front yard." Zhong Ming'e said. He was so tired that half of his body was leaning on Liao Chongwu. Zhong Ming'e was not short to begin with, but Liao Chongwu was tall and strong. At this time, Liao Chongwu was carefully supporting Zhong Ming'e. At first glance, it seemed as if Liao Chongwu was holding Zhong Ming'e in his arms.
Liao Chongwu said with some embarrassment: "But Your Highness, the Concubine Shu just told you a few days ago to go to the backyard more often..."
Zhong Minge shook his head and interrupted Liao Chongwu: "Let's talk about it later. I'm really too tired today."
"Yes," Liao Chongwu responded, while helping him walk towards the study in the front yard. After passing through the winding corridors, Liao Chongwu helped Zhong Minge to the door of the study. As soon as he saw the person standing at the door, Liao Chongwu was startled, then lowered his head and reported to Zhong Minge in a low voice, "Your Highness, the prince's consort is here..."
Since Zhong Ming'e turned eighteen and started his own household, he has lived in the front yard almost all year round, except for the time when he got married. The last time he went to the backyard was when Second Prince's wife, Zou, was ill in the first half of this year. He just accompanied Zou for a meal and then went back to the front yard. Zou has always been a well-behaved person and would not easily leave the backyard, and he did not go into the backyard either. So, in fact, he had not seen Zou for more than five months. So when he suddenly saw Zou in the front yard, Zhong Ming'e could not help but frowned.
"Why are you here?" Zhong Minge frowned and looked at Zou who was standing at the door of the study.
"I have something to report to His Highness in person," Zou took two steps forward, walked in front of Zhong Ming'e, bowed gracefully, and while looking at Zhong Ming'e's unhappy face, she hurriedly explained, "My mother invited me into the palace to talk today."
Zhong Ming'e's face remained calm. He stood up straight and nodded to Zou: "Come in."
"Yes," Zou replied. She waited until Zhong Ming'e entered the study before she stood up. She did not rush to follow him in. Instead, she looked at Liao Chongwu from the side and said, "Guard Liao will wait outside."
"Yes, I obey your command." Liao Chongwu bowed hurriedly.
Zou looked Liao Chongwu up and down, then turned and went into the study, then closed the door with a "click".
Liao Chongwu paused in front of the closed door, then turned and went to the small kitchen.
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