The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 692: Letter from the Imperial Mausoleum

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"Yes, after so much dirty water has been thrown at me, I can't bear it any longer," Zhong Ming'e said slowly, while looking at Gao Zhiqi, "What did Zou Shangshu say?"

"I would like to inform you, Prince Zou, that without the testimony from Ning Guta, it would be difficult to connect the death of Xiao An to the An family and Prince Rong's palace," Gao Zhiqi looked embarrassed. Genuinely, looking at Zhong Ming'e's somewhat ugly expression, Gao Zhiqi hurriedly said, "But Zou Shangshu also said that even if the deposed prince does not want to be involved, there is still a record at the Ministry of Punishment. As soon as Xiao An left Beijing, the An family It's a definite fact that they can't wait to send out killers as soon as they arrive. Although they can't be connected to Prince Rong's palace for the time being, they are still sure of bringing down An Zishang."

"Then bring him down," Zhong Ming'e said slowly, while taking a sip of tea, he added, "Since An Zishang entered the palace and asked his father to issue an order to marry Xiao An into the East Palace, his father has He must have lost his trust in An Zishang. If he hadn't seen that the An family was a big tree with deep roots and was married to two princes, naturally his father would not have kept him for so long. But things are different now. Since An Zishang's handle falls into our hands, we must eliminate this thorn in our father's side."

"What His Highness said is absolutely true," Gao Zhiqi said with a smile, "If An Zishang falls, it will inevitably involve Prince Rong's palace. Not to mention, Prince Rong's concubine Da'an will naturally be implicated. That little prince I'm afraid his future will also be affected. When the time comes, our young prince of Huijun Palace will naturally be a head taller than him."

Zhong Ming'e pursed his lips and smiled without saying anything. He lowered his head and drank tea. Then he heard footsteps coming from outside.

"Who is it?" Gao Zhiqi also heard it. He got up in a hurry and walked over to open the door. He looked at the guard standing outside, frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I would like to inform you, Guard Gao, that there is a letter sent from the imperial mausoleum." The little guard hurriedly took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Gao Zhiqi with both hands. "He said that he would deliver it to the county in person. In the king's hands."

Gao Zhiqi frowned and looked at the letter: "It's from the imperial mausoleum..."

"Bring it in!" Before Gao Zhiqi could finish speaking, Zhong Ming'e had already walked over and snatched the letter from Gao Zhiqi's hand. He couldn't wait to tear open the letter and unfold the thin letter inside. As soon as he saw the familiar handwriting on it, before he could laugh, his whole body froze.

"Your Highness," Gao Zhiqi sent the little guard to retreat. He turned around and saw Zhong Ming'e standing upright. He felt a little strange. He walked over and took a clear look at Zhong Ming'e's face. Gao Zhiqi Immediately he was shocked, "Your Highness, what's wrong with you? Where do you feel uncomfortable? I'm going to call the doctor right now!"

"Come back," Zhong Ming'e said hoarsely, calling to Gao Zhiqi who was about to run out. He took two strong breaths and tore the letter paper into pieces. The scraps of paper in his hand were all He threw him to the ground, then gritted his teeth and said, "Bring me a horse, I'm going to the imperial mausoleum."

"Now?" Gao Zhiqi was shocked, "Your Highness, what imperial mausoleum are you going to?"

Yes, this is not a year, and there is no will from the Long Live Lord. Why should Zhong Ming'e go to the imperial mausoleum? If someone knew about it, there might be some unpleasant rumors spread.

"I don't care, I'm going now! I have to go!" Zhong Ming'e seemed to be stunned, he muttered something in his mouth, his eyes were red and scary, and then he rushed out regardless.

"Your Highness! Don't mess around!" Gao Zhiqi stamped his feet anxiously. He was so busy cleaning up the scraps of paper on the ground that he planned to burn them. He didn't know what happened to the imperial mausoleum. But looking at Zhong Ming'e's reaction, something big must have happened, and naturally it couldn't be leaked, so these pieces of paper had to be destroyed. He was so busy that he took out the flint and fire sickle and threw away the screwdriver. After entering the brazier and about to light the fire, he was suddenly stunned, and then he took out a piece of paper——

Get married.

Gao Zhiqi recognized it as Liao Chongwu's handwriting.