"Did you...did you kiss Mei just now?" After a long struggle, Mei Ya leaned on the man's shoulder and asked her pig's trotter brother in a low voice with a red face. She really liked the pig's trotter brother kissing her, and she also really hoped that the pig's trotter brother would like to be kissed by her.
"It's beautiful, very beautiful. If you don't believe me, just touch it." Brother Pig's Hoof couldn't hide his excitement on his face.
"What are you touching?" Mei Ya was a little confused.
Brother Pig's Trotter didn't say anything, but his smile became more and more dazzling. He pulled Mei Ya's little hand into the bed...
"Why are you like this?" Meiya suddenly sat up. Her face was red as if it was about to bleed. She didn't know where to look, she was embarrassed and ashamed. She couldn't speak clearly, "You...you are like this, why are you still like that? Your legs don't hurt anymore, right?"
"What's this and that?" Zhong Mingwei couldn't hold it in any longer. He knew that his lustful look was very embarrassing. But he really wanted to hold it in. Mei Ya had been hiding from him these past two days, not wanting him to look at her or touch her. He was about to get angry. He shamelessly begged Mei Ya. "Just once, girl. Just once, okay?"
"No!" Mei Ya glared at him, but looking at that pitiful face, she finally lay down again obediently, pulling the quilt and whispering, "We agreed, just once..."
The next second, Zhong Mingwei suddenly held Mei Ya's face and started biting her again: "My angel goddess!"
"Can you please have a bit of shame?" Mei Ya didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and slapped Zhong Mingwei on the mouth.
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February 18, the 33rd year of Jiasheng.
The capital.
Imperial study.
Dai Jingfeng had been kneeling in front of the hall for an hour. Although he was a military general, he was nearly fifty years old. It was freezing cold outside, so he couldn't stand it. Dai Jingfeng felt that his legs were going to break. Then he saw Zhao Ruhai slowly coming out. He walked in front of him and said in a deep voice, "General Dai, the emperor wants you in."
"Yes," Dai Jingfeng breathed a sigh of relief, supported himself with his hands, and climbed up with difficulty. Before he could stand firmly, he stumbled and was about to fall. It was Zhao Ruhai who came up to support him. He finally stood firmly. Dai Jingfeng sighed, smiled bitterly and said to Zhao Ruhai, "I am old after all. Thank you, father-in-law."
Zhao Ruhai didn't say anything. He looked at Dai Jingfeng's sallow face and sighed softly.
Dai Jingfeng limped into the imperial study, suppressing the discomfort and making himself walk more steadily. He took two steps forward, then fell to his knees with a plop.
"Your Majesty, I greet you and wish you the best of times!"
"You call yourself a criminal, so you naturally know what crime you have committed?" Zhong Zhiheng glanced at Dai Jingfeng coldly, lowered his head and took a sip of tea, and said slowly, "Since you have this self-knowledge, then tell me, so as not to waste my words."
"Yes, Your Majesty, please understand." Dai Jingfeng kowtowed three times, and then did not dare to stand up. He stared at the vermilion carpet on the ground, and then said respectfully word by word, "I was confused for a moment and forgot to withdraw the people in Ningguta..."
"Is it a momentary confusion or is it intentional? You know it, and so do I," Zhong Zhiheng interrupted Dai Jingfeng coldly. He put down the teacup in his hand and looked coldly at Dai Jingfeng who was kneeling on the ground motionless. "I thought you were an old man by my side, so you could understand my heart the best. I didn't expect that you were also confused. If you are confused, you don't have to continue to serve me."
"Your Majesty, please forgive me! Your Majesty, please forgive me!" Dai Jingfeng kowtowed repeatedly, until his pale forehead turned red. He said in panic, "I was confused for a moment and did something wrong, but I am loyal to Your Majesty, and heaven and earth can bear witness to this! Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"
"So, Fang Zuotang's report is all true?" Zhong Zhiheng asked coldly while pointing at the memorial on the table, "Since when did the Jinyiwei extend their hands to Ningguta?"
"Your Majesty, two years ago, I accidentally learned that the Imperial Guards were involved with Ningguta's prefect Fang Zuotang. I felt that it was not right, so I thought of investigating it privately and then reporting it to Your Majesty," Dai Jingfeng lowered his head, beads of sweat dripping down his face, "but I didn't expect..."
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