But he hated Ding Shi even more, he felt that Ding Shi not only looked like the Guanyin Empress in the Empress Dowager's room, but also more like the skilled bawd in Firework Lane.
But. Isn't this exactly what he needs and the kind of moral character a regular wife should have
Isn't she also the crown princess he created by himself
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"Oh," Ah Chou silently put down the embroidery needle in his hand after hearing what he said. Slowly trying to sort out the fiery silk thread, Ah Chou glanced at Zhong Mingwei. But in the end I still couldn't hold back. "In the past...was the princess special at embroidery?"
Zhong Mingwei nodded: "Yes."
"Then does she embroider well?" Ah Chou looked at Zhong Mingwei's silent face, feeling very uncomfortable, only felt that the silk thread was so red that it was dazzling. She was a little fidgety and threw away the ball of silk thread, but paused. She asked Zhong Mingwei again in a low voice. "Then can she embroider pairing wings and flying? Can she embroider dragon and phoenix in harmony?"
"I don't know." Zhong Mingwei shook his head.
Yes, he didn't know, in the past he only knew that Ding loved embroidery. But he never took a second look. What kind of flowers did she embroider
Ah Chou felt less sad again. A little awkward and a little bit proud: "I can embroider, and the dragon and phoenix are the most difficult to embroider. But it doesn't bother me, I am very good at embroidering. Hehe."
What is she trying to say
She herself doesn't know.
July 20th, 32nd year of Jiasheng
capital.
Compassionate Palace.
The fourth prince Zhong Mingrong suffered from acne for more than half a year, and now he is finally healed, as soon as he got better. He hurriedly followed the third prince Zhong Mingzheng to the Palace of Compassion and Ning to pay his respects to the Queen Mother. Coincidentally, the long live Lord Zhong Zhiheng also visited the Palace of Compassion and Ning today.
"I have met the queen mother! I have seen the father!" The third prince and the fourth prince kowtowed to the queen mother and the long live Lord together, "I respectfully invite the queen mother and father Jinan!"
"Get up!" The Empress Dowager said with a smile, while reaching out to call the fourth prince to her side, "The Ai family hasn't seen Ming Rong for half a year, let the Ai family take a good look at Ming Rong."
"Ah!" The fourth prince responded crisply, and ran up to the queen mother with a grin. Without sitting down, he hugged the queen mother's legs and knelt in front of her, with his face upturned and acting like a baby with the queen mother, "Look, grandma, grandson Qichun The acne left a scar."
The Empress Dowager saw that there was indeed a red round pimple left between Zhong Mingrong's eyebrows. It didn't look like a scar, but it looked like an auspicious mole. No matter how I looked at it, I liked it. The Empress Dowager gently rubbed the red spot behind her back. , and said with a smile: "Although there are scars, they are not ugly."
"Really?" Zhong Mingrong couldn't help but act coquettishly, "The grandson doesn't believe it! The imperial grandmother always loves the grandson, so naturally the grandson becomes ugly, but in the eyes of the imperial grandmother, the grandson is also a good boy." Very nice!"
Naturally, the prince next to him would definitely not say this, especially in front of the Long Live Lord, but Zhong Mingrong was different. One was that he was only eight years old, and no one would care about childish words. The other was, He is Zhong Zhiheng's youngest son, and Zhong Mingwei only got him at the age of forty-four, so he can be considered a son of his old age, so he has always been the most sacred heart.
Sure enough, as soon as Zhong Mingrong's words fell, Zhong Zhiheng laughed first, and scolded with a smile: "Your skinless virtue doesn't look like a prince?"
Zhong Mingrong was not afraid either, he got up with a smile, walked in front of Zhong Zhiheng, held Zhong Zhiheng's arm and twisted it: "With Father and Emperor here, of course my son can be shameless."
These words greatly flattered Zhong Zhiheng, and sure enough, Zhong Zhiheng stretched out his hand to hug Zhong Mingrong on his lap, pinched the tip of Zhong Mingrong's round nose, and said with a smile, "Huh? Is it shameless to obey the order?"
"Hey!" Zhong Mingrong laughed, put his arms around Zhong Zhiheng's neck, and looked at Zhong Zhiheng with watery eyes, "I haven't seen my father for half a year, I really miss my father!"
"Then you can't just be so naughty all the time, you have to go to the study from tomorrow, and you have to make up for the homework you lost for half a year." Zhong Zhiheng said.