Huafanchunzhengming

Chapter 171 He Always Remembered (1)

Wei Rou closed her eyes: "Win the king and lose the bandit, my skills are not as good as others, there is nothing to say.

Zhong Weiwei, do you have anyone you want to protect?I have it too, let's go. "

Seeing her expression, Zhong Weiwei knew that it was impossible to touch her anymore, so he turned and left.

Back in Qingxin Hall, Empress Dowager Wei and the others had already dispersed.

There was only one lamp left in the bedroom, Chonghua leaned on the bed to read a book, and beckoned her to go: "How is it?"

Zhong Weiwei shook his head: "I won't say anything, only that I was assassinated."

Chonghua said: "She understood clearly once."

Zhong Weiwei was curious: "Could it be that Your Majesty knows who the person who murdered her is?"

"Who knows? The left and right are just those sisters and sisters in her family."

Chonghua was very close to her, and his exhaled breath blew up the broken hair around her ear, itching, Zhong Weiwei stepped aside uncomfortably.

Chonghua pretended not to notice her embarrassment, and continued:

"That waist card was not put in by me, nor was it made by Mr. Lu, but by Mr. Webster himself.

The two thousand gold that was given to the envoy of Fanzhou was also given by someone from their family under the guise of Wei Rou.I'm just going with the flow. "

It is conceivable to outsiders that the fight between the sisters is so vicious.

Zhong Weiwei shook his head: "You people, living is really tiring."

Chonghua was noncommittal, and said, "Go to sleep."

Before Zhong Weiwei entered the Nuan Pavilion, he blew out the lights first.

Zhong Weiwei was caught off guard and stood foolishly in the darkness.

It took a while to react, and he groped his way to the warm pavilion.

Just two steps away, Chonghua grabbed his hand, and then a light kiss fell on his forehead.

Like a feather caressing past, it is sweet and crisp.

Zhonghua splits with one touch.

Before Zhong Weiwei had time to object, he had already let her go and hid her under the heavy bed curtains.

Zhong Weiwei touched his forehead, clutching his beating heart, and returned to the Nuan Pavilion as if fleeing.

Remembering that he hadn't washed yet, he groped out while leaning against the wall, preparing to wash in the cubicle before.

Chonghua seemed to know what she was doing, she walked out of the Nuan Pavilion when he said, "There is clean hot water behind the screen."

Zhong Weiwei balked and refused to go, always feeling that he had malicious intentions and would take advantage of her.

Chonghua's voice came faintly: "It's just a good intention, it's up to you if you don't want to, I'll go to sleep first."

He is frank and frank, but it seems that Zhong Weiwei thinks too much.

After she touched the screen, she quickly finished washing, and then quietly returned to the Nuan Pavilion.

Chonghua never made a sound again, it seemed that he really fell asleep.

He didn't do anything to her, Zhong Weiwei tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, always feeling that something was wrong, as if feeling a little lost.

It felt like he had just fallen asleep, when the sound of Chonghua waking up came from outside.

She confirmed that it was indeed impossible for her to fall asleep again, and decided to perform a duty she had not performed for a long time.

Quickly packed himself up, took pen, ink and paper and went out.

Chonghua was getting dressed, and when he saw her, he said, "It's just right, you can go to Wan'an Palace with me."

Seeing his solemn expression, Zhong Weiwei felt that Wei Rou was gone: "Concubine Shu..."

Chonghua nodded: "Wei Rou is dead."

Wei Rou died, and the nurses and maids who served her were also martyred, but everyone who deserved to die died.

Webster made a move, ruthlessly and decisively.

The air outside was bitingly cold, the north wind was blowing like knives, and the snow particles were beating, it was terribly cold.

The palace people brought the dragon chariot, but Chonghua refused to sit on it.

He asked Zhong Weiwei to follow: "You walk with me."

Zhong Weiwei was dressed extremely thickly, wrapped in a cotton coat and a large woolen coat, but it was still cold.

With her status, she is not qualified to wear all kinds of fox fur and mink fur.

She rolled her hands into her sleeves, shrank her neck and bargained with Chonghua: "It's so cold, can you walk faster?"

Chonghua threw his sable fur on her without saying a word.

His body temperature was still on the sable fur, which was very warm.

Zhong Weiwei couldn't help thinking of the old days, she hardly went out in winter, and often curled up by the fire.

Occasionally, when she went out for a trip, she would do everything possible to get into his arms when she came back.

His body temperature is higher than that of ordinary people, leaning next to him is like a natural heater, the kind that is not yet lit, comfortable and comfortable.

She rubbed her nose and said in a low voice: "This is His Majesty's royal property, and it is not appropriate for me to use it."

Chonghua looked down at her, his face full of impatience of "you're looking for trouble again".

Zhong Weiwei lowered her head and pulled up the hem to show him: "It's too long, it will be dragged to the ground as soon as I walk."

Only then did Chonghua withdraw his cold face, and motioned to Li Anren: "Get another one for her."

Li Anren quickly took out a fox fur coat, and handed it to Zhong Weiwei respectfully.

Zhong Weiwei said, his things are all the same size, wouldn't it be the same if he changed one?
When the fox fur was on her body, she was speechless.

Not too big or too small, neither too long nor too short, it was tailor-made, with a light bamboo green color, which just matched the female officer's dress on her body.

Inconspicuous, but comfortable, warm and soft, he specially prepared it for her.

She was afraid of the cold, he always remembered.

Chonghua sized her up and said calmly: "Yo, just take one, it's actually quite suitable, I'll reward you.

Yesterday, you fought against the envoys of Fanzhou, exalted the national prestige of Li, and allowed you to wear fox fur as an exception. "

Zhong Weiwei wanted to thank you, but he refused: "It's not specially prepared for you, just by the way, no thanks."

this person...

Zhong Weiwei followed Chonghua and looked at him quietly.

I feel that the snowy light all over the sky sets off his profile, which is really beautiful.

The unspeakable impulse rushed back and forth in her chest, almost bursting through her throat several times, making her say the sentence: "I've made up my mind, I am willing."

But she never said it.

She followed Chonghua silently, listening to his boots "creak" the snow, stepped on his footprints, and walked forward on the road he walked.

Chonghua soon found out, glanced back at her, and said in a low voice: "You are still so stupid, are you afraid of falling?"

When Zhong Weiwei was about to refute, he took her hand.

He held his head high, his eyes clean, and he was extremely proud, but the hand holding her was sweating slightly, and even a little cold because of sweating.

He was very nervous, afraid that she would throw his hand away.

Zhong Weiwei's fingers moved slightly, and slowly held his palm.

Chonghua froze, stopped in disbelief, and looked down at Zhong Weiwei.

Zhong Weiwei didn't look at him, and urged him in a low voice: "Your Majesty, hurry up, the bad news must have reached the Queen Mother's ears by now, the old man is too old to bear sorrow and joy."

Chonghua nodded: "Exactly."

Step forward and continue to walk forward, the hands are getting warmer and warmer, and the sweat has disappeared without a trace.

He walked faster and faster, with firm steps, and seemed invincible.

Zhong Weiwei followed behind him, both sad and happy in his heart.

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