Huafanchunzhengming

Chapter 269 His Majesty's Anger (1)

Zhong Weiwei asked a familiar imperial guard to pass the reins, stepped on the horse, and said to He Yiyi apologetically, "Brother, I'll take a step first, and you will bandage the wound before you come."

The horse's hooves flew away, and He Maoyi looked at her back thoughtfully.

"Master He, please." Zheng Gang looked at He Suoyi.

As far as he knew, He Rongyi should be several years older than Zhong Hua and Zhong Weiwei, but He Rongyi's appearance is really not obvious at all.

He is personable, has a chic demeanor, and a clean and gentle smile. No matter how you look at it, he is a gentle, considerate and kind noble son.

Even if his waist is full of blood, it can't damage his demeanor at all.

He is worthy of the reputation of being the first son of Li country, no wonder His Majesty is so nervous and concerned.

He Suoyi didn't ask Zheng Gangzhong where he was taking him, but he straightened his clothes with a smile, and said politely, "Please."

The only person who can ride a horse in the palace is His Majesty the Emperor. Zhong Weiwei must dismount when she reaches the gate of the palace. She walked and trotted all the way to Qingxin Hall.

She got up early and didn't eat much, and was busy looking for Zhong Mao at noon, so she didn't eat, her chest was so hungry that her chest was stuck to her back, and her throat was so dry that sparks could be seen.

When she got outside the gate of Qingxin Hall, she couldn't walk any longer, panting for breath while holding the gate, and looked around to check the enemy's situation.

There was silence in Qingxin Hall, the palace people stood in the shadows with lowered brows and hands down, motionless, everyone looked like they were about to die.

He didn't dare to greet her when he saw her, he just winked at her with a wink.

Zhong Weiwei gestured to the palace maid closest to her, and the palace maid quietly pointed at Meiwu, indicating that Chonghua was inside.

She calmed down her breath, gave a flattering smile, and strode towards Maywood.

Zhong Xinran's laughter came from Meiwu, and the young boy's restrained and excited voice said, "Second Senior Brother, why hasn't Elder Sister come back?"

It was Zhong Mao.

When Zhong Weiwei heard this completely changed voice, he was a little dazed for a moment.

In the five years since she left, Zhong Mao has grown up.

It happened that Xue Ningdie brought someone to deliver meals, and when she saw Zhong Weiwei standing at the door, she was surprised and said: "Xiao Zhong, why don't you go in since you're here?"

The voices in the room suddenly fell silent.

The door was pulled open from the inside, and the thin young man Zhong Mao stood at the door, looked at Zhong Weiwei excitedly, and said loudly: "Sister! Sister! You are back!"

Zhong Weiwei looked up at Zhong Mao. Once upon a time, the weak and well-behaved child in his memory had grown into a young man who was taller than her.

Thick black eyebrows, a high nose bridge, a sharp jaw, clear and gentle eyes, just like my father back then.

If Mommy and Dad knew about it, and knew that Zhong Miao had grown up, he would be very pleased.

Zhong Weiwei's eyes turned red, and he forced a smile: "A Mao, you have grown up."

Zhong Mao burst into tears in an instant, knelt down in front of Zhong Weiwei with sobs, and said in a low voice: "Sister, sister, I am here, I have grown up, I don't want you to work hard anymore, let me take care of you .”

Two heavy tears rolled down from Zhong Weiwei's eyes.

She originally wanted to be like those old people, stretching out her hand tremblingly, putting it on Zhong Mao's head, rubbing it a few times, cursing a few words, and then crying with him.

However, when the words came to his lips, it turned into: "Get up, get up, you bastard, if you disagree with me, you will wipe your tears with my skirt, what are you doing?"

Zhong Mao never expected that this was the first sentence that the elder sister who had been thinking about day and night said to him.

He was a little dumbfounded, and looked up at Zhong Weiwei: "Sister..."

Zhong Weiwei pinched his cheeks, pulled them to both sides, and cursed in a low voice: "You stupid winter melon, I told you to run away! I told you to sneak away! I told you to be disobedient!"

Zhong Mao grinned his teeth in pain, and wanted to stretch out his hands to protect his cheeks, but Zhong Weiwei threatened him: "How dare you! If you dare to escape punishment if you do something wrong, you will be punished!"

He let go of his hand aggrieved again, raised his head, looked at Zhong Weiwei eagerly, and let her pinch him.

Zhong Weiwei couldn't bear it anymore, no matter what, her younger brother had grown up, and she always wanted to save face for him.

She let go of her hand and lightly kicked Zhong Miao: "Get up, what does it look like kneeling at the door like this?"

Zhong Mao stood up obediently, still staring at her intently, and couldn't help wanting to say a few more words to her.

"A Wei and Ah Mao are so close, I'm really envious..." Zhong Xinran walked out slowly, and gently handed a handkerchief to Zhong Mao: "Wipe your tears."

"Thank you, big sister." Zhong Miao was a little embarrassed, but he handed over the handkerchief to Zhong Weiwei flatteringly: "Sister, wipe it first."

How could Zhong Weiwei use Zhong Xinran's handkerchief!
Especially at such a sensitive time, Zhong Xinran brought Zhong Miao into the palace without saying a word, who knows why, if she said it was out of good intentions, she would never believe it.

"Hurry up and return the big sister's handkerchief." She took out her own handkerchief and handed it to Zhong Mao: "Use mine, I don't think you are dirty."

Zhong Mao was very obedient, and immediately returned Zhong Xinran's handkerchief: "Thank you, Senior Sister."

Zhong Xinran was a little resentful: "Ah Wei, you are really, who can't you use? You don't think Ah Mao is dirty, and neither do I. He is your brother, and he is also my brother."

Zhong Weiwei smiled, "Oh?"

If he really regarded Zhong Miao as his younger brother, how could he see Zhong Miao was dying of illness and still plan on plotting her into the palace?
Zhong Xinran obviously also felt embarrassed, and said in a low voice with some anxiety: "A Wei, did I do something wrong?"

Zhong Weiwei said indifferently: "Is the senior sister talking about the past or the present?"

Zhong Xinran's face turned pale, and he said with a sigh of relief: "I... It was my fault in the past, and I have already apologized to His Majesty and Ah Mao.

Today, it was A Mao who came to look for me today. If I insisted on bringing him to you, I brought him here... I didn't know you were not here... Did I do something wrong? "

When Zhong Xinran said this, he didn't forget to look back at Chonghua, but Chonghua's face was expressionless, and he couldn't see any difference.

Zhong Weiwei said indifferently: "No, senior sister did a good job. The wrong person is Zhong Mao, who ran away without saying hello."

Acknowledging that Zhong Xinran did something wrong, wouldn't it prove that he deliberately concealed Chonghua, and that he had done something shady?
No matter how innocent Zhong Mao was, he also sensed that something was wrong.

He looked at Zhong Weiwei in horror, then at Zhong Xinran, and then at Chonghua, feeling that he probably made a big mistake.

Zhong Weiwei also valued Zhonghua.

Chonghua has been sitting in the main seat since she appeared, looking at her calmly and indifferently, and sitting beside him in a regular manner, quietly winking at Zhong Weiwei.

Beneath the calm was a seething rage.

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