Huafanchunzhengming

Chapter 264 His Majesty fell to bed (3)

Xiaotang quickly spread the news: "There are a few people in Yuelai Inn who are very similar to Mr. He and the third son. Fang Jian is not sure and dare not disturb them. Do you want to go out and find them immediately?"

"Don't be in a hurry." Zhong Weiwei shook her head. Although she was in a hurry, Chong Huacai was at odds with her and refused to let her out of the palace.

And the news was also sent in by the elder sister, you must not have the heart of harming others, and you must not have the heart of preventing others.

Xiaotang patted her head: "Otherwise, shall I go for you?"

"Go and ask how the progress is going at the Fang Tea House." Zhong Weiwei still shook his head.

What she wanted to say to her elder brother and Zhong Miao was inconvenient even to pass on by letter, and it was even more inappropriate to have Xiaotang relay it, so she still had to go there in person.

After so many years in the palace, Zhong Weiwei has always been familiar and has his own news channel.

She was reluctant to use these channels at ordinary times, and she couldn't care less about them at critical moments.

After absent-mindedly waiting until it got dark, the Fang Tea Hall finally received the news that someone would definitely come over to invite her tomorrow.

Zhong Weiwei felt relieved, and walked aside to check what Xiaotang had prepared for her.

It is a few rare good medicines and gold and silver items, and there is also a gift for the senior brother-a precious manuscript left by the famous poet Liu Changxu.

After confirming that they are correct, they are all wrapped up and ready to be taken out in the sundries the next day.

As soon as he put the things into the cabinet, he heard the voice of a palace official greeting Chonghua from outside.

Zhong Weiwei closed the cabinet door calmly, turned around, and looked at the door.

Chonghua strolled in, with a tired look on his face, seeing her standing there motionless, he stopped in embarrassment.

After all, he was the one who ran away in anger last night, and came back today by himself. He is a man, and he is very embarrassing.

Zhong Weiwei didn't move when he saw him standing at the door, knowing that he was awkward again, walked over with a smile, hugged his arm and pulled him in:

"Are you tired? Wash your face, change into some light clothes and take a breather. I'll call and come again, and we'll have dinner together. I asked them to stew sour radish and old duck soup."

Chonghua was hungry, the weather was hot, and he was anxious. Hearing this dish and seeing Zhong Weiwei's smiling face, all the hotness faded away by five points.

He nodded: "OK."

Zhong Weiwei helped him change the gauze robe, gave him a cup of herbal tea to drink, and told the palace servants: "Go and invite the eldest son of the emperor over for dinner."

Another gust of wind came running in, first met Zhong Weiwei's eyes, and then showed Chonghua the dragonfly he caught: "Look, Dad, it's so big, I caught it myself."

After speaking, he climbed into Chonghua's arms, raised his head with fluttering eyes, and his face was full of cute expectation.

Chonghua finally smiled a bit, patted his head kindly, and hugged him in his arms: "Let someone set the meal."

Although eating and sleeping were silent, Zhong Weiwei still tried his best to mobilize the atmosphere during the special period, and also exaggeratedly pretended to eat happily: "This is delicious, that is delicious, Dad, you can try it, and Aunt Wei, you can eat it too. "

Although Chonghua didn't speak much, he tried his best to cooperate, and the meal was very harmonious.

After the meal, the three of them took a walk together and checked Youyou's homework again. When Qingying took Youyou away, only Zhong Weiwei and Chonghua were left, and the atmosphere suddenly became dull again.

Zhong Weiwei decided not to argue with Chonghua, and apologized generously: "I really didn't do it on purpose last night, did I get hurt anywhere? Let me show you?"

She had already figured it out, if Chonghua wanted to take the opportunity to take off her clothes and let her check for any injuries or something, she wouldn't mind satisfying him as he wished.

But Chonghua didn't mean that, and said indifferently: "It's not hurt, don't worry."

Well, there is no way to continue talking for this sake.

You can't let her pounce on him, strip him naked, and force him to check his body.

Zhong Weiwei laughed dryly: "That's good." Passed a cup of tea to him casually: "The new tea is made by an old tea master in the Fang Tea House, and it tastes good."

Chonghua took it silently, drank it in one gulp, and didn't comment on the taste of the tea.

A donkey climbed up the hill and wanted to come down, but it felt that the hill was too steep to come down.

Then someone handed it the ladder three times, and it couldn't get down arrogantly!Just won't come down!
Then continue to squat on the top of the hill!
Zhong Weiwei is also a tempered person, so she stopped talking when Chonghua didn't speak, and lowered her head to concentrate on making her tea.

Sensing that Chonghua was watching her quietly, he also pretended not to know.

After sitting dully for a while, Chonghua suddenly shouted: "Zhao Hongtu!"

The voice was so loud that Zhong Weiwei trembled in fright. He blinked his eyes and looked at Chonghua, only to see Chonghua expressionlessly said: "It will take you so long to get a memorial!"

Zhao Hongtu trotted tremblingly, offering a stack of memorials with both hands, and Chonghua sat down behind the desk very seriously.

So His Majesty the Emperor is going to work?
Well, continue to hold back, hold back your temper!

Zhong Weiwei put away her teacup utensils, tidied up, and went to bed first.

As soon as he lay down, he heard a "snap". Looking sideways, an ivory pen tube broke in two and was thrown to the ground.

Chonghua sat behind the desk and glared at her angrily: "Zhong Weiwei!"

Finally couldn't bear it anymore!Zhong Weiwei happily responded: "Here!"

Quickly jumped up and ran over, salivated, grabbed Chonghua's fingers and rubbed them, flatteringly said: "Did your majesty hurt the dragon's claw?"

Kicking the pen barrel on the ground, he cursed: "I let you make His Majesty unhappy."

Chonghua stared at her viciously, staring and staring, unable to hold back, he curled his lips into a smile.

But he felt ashamed and refused to let her see him. He hugged her head and pressed her hard into his arms.

Zhong Weiwei's nose hurt from being hit by his chest, and tears came out. He wiped his tears with his sleeve and asked, "Didn't you dislike me? Didn't you ignore me? Why are you hugging me?"

Chonghua didn't speak, but inserted his hands into her hair, pressed her head, forced her to look up, and lowered her head to cover her mouth.

Zhong Weiwei sighed, he was really unreasonable and domineering.But because he ran back by himself and refused to leave when he was angry, forget it.

This night, Chonghua was extraordinarily wild and hard-working. He almost used all his energy for a lifetime, and he was so awkward that he refused to speak from the beginning to the end. Zhong Weiwei was not allowed to look at him, and Zhong Weiwei was not allowed to speak. .

As soon as she wanted to speak, he blocked her lips, kissed her half to death, and even covered her eyes.

"It's so miserable..." Zhong Weiwei's waist was about to break, and before he fell asleep, he could only think of one word to describe what happened to him tonight.

If she had known that the second senior brother was so cruel and inhuman, she should have obeyed him last night instead of pushing him to bed. This revenge is too crazy.

　Basic updates.

　　
　
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