Wei Rou closed her eyes: "Becoming a king or defeating a king, 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, so let's go. ”

Zhong Weiwei looked at her expression and knew that it was impossible to move her again, so he turned to leave.

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

There was only one lamp left in the dormitory, Chonghua leaned on the bed to read, and beckoned her to come over: "How is it?" ”

Zhong Weiwei shook his head: "I don't want to say anything, I just say that I was assassinated." ”

Chonghua said: "She clearly understood. ”

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

"Who knows? Left and right are just those sisters and sisters in her family. ”

Chonghua was very close to her, and the breath she exhaled blew up the broken hair in her ears, itchy, and Zhong Weiwei uncomfortably let go of her.

Chonghua pretended not to notice her embarrassment and continued:

"That waist card was not put in by me, nor was it made by the Lu family, but by the people of the Wei family.

The two thousand gold given to the envoy of Fanzhou was also given by their family in the name of Wei Rou. I'm just pushing the boat. ”

The sisters are still fighting so fiercely, it can be imagined to outsiders.

Zhong Weiwei shook his head: "You people, it's really tiring to live." ”

Chonghua was noncommittal and said, "Sleep." ”

Without waiting for Zhong Weiwei to walk into the warm pavilion, he blew out the lights first.

Zhong Weiwei was caught off guard and stood stupidly in the dark.

It took a moment to react, groping his way to the warm pavilion.

As soon as he took two steps, his hand was grabbed by Chonghua, and then he kissed lightly on his forehead.

Like a feather caressing by, sweet and crispy.

Chonghua is divided at the touch of a button.

Before Zhong Weiwei could object, he had already let go of her and hid in the heavy bed tent.

Zhong Weiwei touched his forehead, grabbed a heart that was beating "pounding", and fled back to the warm pavilion.

Remembering that he hadn't washed yet, he fumbled out against the wall again, ready to go to the cubicle before to wash.

Chonghua seemed to know what she was doing, and before she walked out of the warm pavilion, he said, "There is clean hot water behind the screen." ”

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

Chonghua's voice came faintly: "It's just kindness, if you don't want to, you can't let me, I slept first." ”

He was frank and swaying, as if Zhong Weiwei was thinking too much.

After she touched the screen, she quickly finished washing, and then quietly returned to the warm pavilion.

Chonghua never made a sound again, and seemed to be really asleep.

He didn't do anything to her, Zhong Weiwei couldn't fall asleep over and over, he always felt that something was wrong, and he seemed to feel a little lost.

I felt like I was asleep, and the sound of Chonghua getting up was already heard outside.

Confirming that she could not sleep any longer, she decided to do something she hadn't done in a long time.

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

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

Zhong Weiwei saw that his expression was solemn, and his intuition was that Wei Rou was gone: "Lady ...... Concubine"

Chonghua nodded: "Wei Rou is dead." ”

Wei Rou died, and the grandmother and palace maid beside her were martyred, but everyone who deserved to die died.

Webster made a move, ruthless and decisive.

The air outside was bitterly cold, the knife-like north wind was pumping, and the snow particles were cracking, and it was terrible cold.

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

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

Zhong Weiwei was dressed very thickly, wrapped in a layer of cotton clothes, and wrapped in a big wool clothes, but it was still cold.

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

She put her hands in her sleeves, craned her neck and bargained with Chonghua: "It's so cold, can you go faster?" ”

Chonghua silently threw his mink fur on her.

The mink fur still carries his body temperature, warm.

Zhong Weiwei couldn't help but think of the old days, when she basically didn't go out in winter, and often curled up by the fire.

Occasionally go out of the door, and when you come back, you have to do everything possible to drill into his arms.

His body temperature is higher than that of ordinary people, and he leans next to it like a natural stove, the kind that is not yet on the fire, comfortable and comfortable.

She touched her nose and said in a low voice: "This is His Majesty's royal thing, and it is inappropriate for Weichen to use it." ”

Chonghua lowered his eyes to look at her, his face full of impatience of "you are looking for trouble again".

Zhong Weiwei lowered his head and pulled up the hem to show him: "It's too long, I'll drag it to the ground as soon as I leave." ”

Only then did Chonghua retract his cold face and motioned to Li Anren: "Get her another one." ”

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

Zhong Weiwei said that his things are all the same size, is it different to change one?

When the fox fur got up, she couldn't speak.

Not big, not small, not long, not short, tailor-made, light and light bamboo blue, and the female official clothes on her body just match.

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

She was afraid of cold, and he always remembered it.

Chonghua looked at her and said lightly: "Yo, take one at will, it's actually suitable, I'll reward you."

Yesterday, you fought against the envoy of the Fanzhou Dynasty, raised the national prestige of the Li Kingdom, and allowed you to wear a fox fur out of the ordinary. ”

Zhong Weiwei only wanted to thank him, but he didn't allow it: "It's not specially prepared for you, by the way, no need to thank you." ”

This man......

Zhong Weiwei followed behind Chonghua and quietly looked at him.

I feel that the snow-colored glow in the sky sets off his side face, which is really beautiful.

Unspeakable impulses rushed back and forth through her chest, almost bursting her throat several times, making her say the words, "I think about it, I do." ”

But she never said it.

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

Chonghua soon found out, glanced back at her, and whispered, "Still so stupid, are you afraid of wrestling?" ”

Zhong Wei was about to refute, so he took her hand.

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

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

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

Chonghua froze, paused in disbelief, and lowered his eyes to look at Zhong Weiwei.

Zhong Weiwei didn't look at him, and urged him in a low voice: "Your Majesty, hurry up, presumably the bad news has reached the ears of the Queen Mother at this time, the old man is old, and he can't stand the joy and sorrow." ”

Chonghua nodded: "Exactly." ”

Ti Bu continued to walk forward, his hands getting warmer and warmer, and the fine sweat disappeared without a trace.

He walked faster and faster, with a determined pace and seemed invincible.

Zhong Weiwei followed behind him, feeling sad and happy at the same time. (To be continued.) )