But he hated Ding even more. He felt that Ding not only looked like the Goddess of Mercy in the Empress Dowager's room, but also more like a skilled brothel owner in a brothel.
But, isn't this exactly what he needs, the model and character that a legal wife should have?
Wasn’t she the Crown Princess created by him?
…
"Oh," Ah Chou silently put down the embroidery needle in her hand after hearing what he said. Slowly sorting out the ball of red silk thread, Ah Chou glanced at Zhong Mingwei. But in the end, she couldn't help it. "The former...was the Crown Princess particularly good at embroidery?"
Zhong Mingwei nodded: "Yes."
"Is she good at embroidering?" Ah Chou looked at Zhong Mingwei's silent face and felt uncomfortable. She felt that the red thread was really dazzling. She was a little annoyed and threw away the ball of thread, but paused. She asked Zhong Mingwei in a low voice again. "Can she embroider a pair of flying wings? Can she embroider a dragon and a phoenix?"
"I don't know." Zhong Mingwei shook his head.
Yes, he didn't know. He only knew that Ding loved embroidering. But he never took a second look at her. What kind of flowers did she embroider?
Ah Chou was not so sad anymore. He felt a little awkward but also a little proud that he couldn't hide it: "I can embroider all of them. The dragon and phoenix are the most difficult to embroider. But it's not difficult for me. I embroider them very well. Hehe."
What is she trying to say?
She herself doesn't know.
July 20, 2013
The capital.
Cining Palace.
The fourth prince, Zhong Mingrong, had had acne for more than half a year, and now he was finally cured. As soon as he was fully recovered, he hurriedly followed the third prince, Zhong Mingzheng, to the Cining Palace to pay respects to the empress dowager. Coincidentally, His Majesty Zhong Zhiheng also came to the Cining Palace today.
"Your son greets the Queen Mother! You greet your father!" The Third and Fourth Princes kowtowed to the Queen Mother and His Majesty, "Your Majesty and your father, may you stay healthy!"
"Get up!" The Queen Mother said with a smile, and stretched out her hand to call the Fourth Prince to her side. "I haven't seen Mingrong for more than half a year. Let me take a good look at Mingrong."
"Ah!" The fourth prince responded crisply, and ran to the Queen Mother with a smile. He didn't sit down, but knelt in front of her, holding her legs, and looked up at her and acted coquettishly, "Grandmother, look, my grandson has a scar from the acne."
The Queen Mother took a look and found that there was indeed a red round pimple between Zhong Mingrong's eyebrows. It didn't look like a scar, but more like a lucky mole. The Queen Mother liked it more and more. She gently rubbed the red spot from behind and said with a smile: "Although it is a scar, it is not ugly."
"Really?" Zhong Mingrong couldn't help but be overjoyed, and acted even more like a spoiled child. "Grandson doesn't believe it! The Royal Grandmother has always loved her grandson, so even if she is ugly, she is still the most beautiful one in her eyes!"
Naturally, other princes would never say such words, especially in front of His Majesty. But Zhong Mingrong was different. Firstly, he was only eight years old, and no one would care about his childish words. Secondly, he was the youngest son of Zhong Zhiheng, and Zhong Mingwei was 44 years old when he had him, so he could be considered a late-born son. Therefore, he had always been the most favored by the Emperor.
As expected, as soon as Zhong Mingrong finished speaking, Zhong Zhiheng started laughing first, and scolded him while laughing: "How can you be like a prince with your shameless behavior?"
Zhong Mingrong was not afraid either. He stood up with a smile, walked to Zhong Zhiheng, hugged Zhong Zhiheng's arm and twisted it: "As long as my father is here, I can be shameless."
These words flattered Zhong Zhiheng greatly. As expected, Zhong Zhiheng was greatly pleased. He stretched out his hands and held Zhong Mingrong on his lap. He pinched the tip of Zhong Mingrong's round and upturned nose and said with a smile, "Hmm? So you are shameless in accordance with the emperor's order?"
“Hehe!” Zhong Mingrong laughed, and put his arms around Zhong Zhiheng’s neck. His watery eyes looked at Zhong Zhiheng happily, “I haven’t seen you for half a year. I really miss you!”
"You can't always be so naughty. You have to go to the study room from tomorrow and make up for the lessons you missed in the past six months." Zhong Zhiheng said.
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