"I know! I know! You're getting more and more nagging," Ah Chou muttered, and suddenly seemed to remember something. He laughed, "Then we agreed to go ice skating together next year, so you have to keep your word. I've never skated on a river before, except when I was in the palace. I saw the guards skating on the Taiye Lake. I was so jealous."
"If you are so envious, why don't you go over and skate with us?" Zhong Mingwei asked.
"How dare I?" Ah Chou rolled her eyes at Zhong Mingwei. "I'm just a palace maid. I usually walk with my face pressed to the ground. How dare I go skating on the Taiye Lake? Do you think your life is too long?"
"Later..." Zhong Mingwei blurted out, but he just said two words before he suddenly closed his mouth again.
"What in the future?" Ah Chou asked, looking up.
"I'll go skating with you whenever you want," Zhong Mingwei said with a smile, while he reached out and stroked Ah Chou's slightly cold cheek. "Come in. It's going to be windy."
"Yes." Ah Chou agreed, pulling his hand out from under Zhong Mingwei's armpit. Then he carefully helped Zhong Mingwei into the room.
After helping Zhong Mingwei onto the kang, Ah Chou hurried to boil a pot of jujube tea to keep the two of them warm.
Zhong Mingwei sat on the kang, watching Ah Chou skillfully light a fire and boil tea, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, showing a gentle arc.
What happened just now? How come I almost said I would take this girl to go ice skating on Taiye Lake in the future?
In this life, how could he have the chance to return to Beijing? Even if he did, he would never return. No matter how prosperous and wealthy the capital was, what good was there? No matter how desolate and poor Ningguta was, in his eyes, everything was good.
"Drink it all in one breath," a cup of hot jujube tea was brought to Zhong Mingwei, followed by the girl's bluffing threat, "Drink it while it's hot, don't leave a drop, or I'll beat you up!"
Looking at the bowl of orange-red tea in front of him that exuded the aroma of dates, the smile on Zhong Mingwei's face deepened.
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November 20, 2013
The capital.
Yanxi Palace.
When Concubine Zhao and the Fourth Prince Zhong Mingrong were having breakfast in the warm room, they heard their personal maid come in and report that the Third Prince had arrived. Concubine Zhao was very surprised. She calculated the time and found that the morning court had just ended and Zhong Mingrong came here so eagerly, not even thinking of hiding in broad daylight. It was obvious that something big must have happened. Concubine Zhao was so busy that she put down her bowl and chopsticks and urged Zhong Mingrong to go to the study.
"Mother, it's too early to go to the study room. The teacher must not be here yet." Zhong Mingrong was a little unhappy and kept glancing at a small wooden sword on the table.
"Okay, you can play for half an hour before going to the study." Concubine Zhao didn't have time to argue with her little son, "Remember, you can only play for half an hour!"
"Yes, yes, yes! Thank you, mother!" Zhong Mingrong was busy thanking her, and then he went out happily with the small wooden sword. He ran into Zhong Mingzheng who was rushing in, and said with a smile, "Third brother, you are here!"
Zhong Mingzheng nodded impatiently, then went straight into the warm room.
"Mother, do you know?" Zhong Mingzheng was filled with uncontrollable anger as soon as he entered the warm room, "How could father do this?!"
"What's wrong? So loud?" Concubine Zhao wiped her mouth, got up and sat on the couch, frowned and asked Zhong Mingzheng, "What happened? It's so early in the morning, look how angry you are."
"Son, I can't help being angry," Zhong Mingzheng took a deep breath, then pulled a stool and sat in front of Concubine Zhao, and said to her in a deep voice, "Mother, the Queen Mother sent someone to Ningguta again yesterday. You know about this, right?"
"I know," Concubine Zhao took a sip of tea and said slowly, "Although the crown prince was deposed, he is still the empress dowager's eldest grandson. It is understandable that the empress dowager is worried about him. Besides, it is almost the end of the year, so it is reasonable for the empress dowager to send some food, clothing and money to Ningguta. Even your father turned a blind eye to this matter, so why are you angry?"
"If you just send some food, clothing and money, why would your son be angry? He is just a paralytic," Zhong Mingzheng snorted coldly, looking at Concubine Zhao, and said in a deep voice, "Mother, the Queen Mother also sent someone to Ningguta this time."
"Send someone?" Concubine Zhao paused, put down the teacup in her hand, frowned and looked at Zhong Mingzheng, "Who did the Queen Mother send to Ningguta?"
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