The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 838: He also has regrets

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Royal study room.

Zhong Zhiheng has been standing in front of the window for a while. From the morning of today, as soon as he got the report from Ma Zhiming that Prince An and his wife came to Beijing today, he has been restless until Zhao Ruhai came to report that Prince An and his wife were in Beijing. After getting off the carriage at the palace gate, Zhong Zhiheng began to stand in front of the window, looking anxiously out of the window through the corner of the open window. Looking at him, he became less anxious. Gradually, his tormented heart It calmed down, and he silently looked at the majestic palace city under the rising sun.

How long has it been since he saw this majestic palace so quietly? He couldn't remember it anymore. It seemed that he had never seen it properly. Even though he was born and raised here and spent most of his life here, speaking of it, this was his home. But at this time, he looked at it. Looking at the red walls and yellow tiles outside, the golden scales and golden armor on the eaves, it looks like a flying dragon about to soar into the clouds, and in front of the main hall, there is a row of guards wearing silver armor and holding steel swords. Somehow, he said Tired of not coming out.

Once, in order to become the master of this palace, he developed a heart of stone, regardless of the love between father and son, brother and sister. Later, in order to secure this position, his heart became even colder. In his eyes, there is no husband and wife, father and son? He didn't feel that he was at fault, because in this palace, there was never true love. Wouldn't even the person next to him plot against him? Couldn't even his mother and queen be able to ignore him? So no matter how vicious and ruthless he is, it is understandable. What's more, he is not easy to be understood by others. He is the emperor of the 95th century. Whoever he wants to live can be born, and whoever he wants to die can be killed. Die...

It's just that there are times when he regrets it.

He stared blankly out of the window until the child's face was revealed bit by bit on the stairs, and her eyebrows and eyebrows were revealed bit by bit. Zhong Zhiheng immediately took a deep breath. He stared and looked straight. Looking at Zhong Mingwei who was limping up the stairs, his eyes fell on Zhong Mingwei's limping legs. His hands in his sleeves suddenly clenched into fists. He felt that his eyes were full of water vapor. He was so busy that he turned his head and wiped them randomly. She frowned, and when she turned around again, there was already a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl beside Zhong Mingwei. She stretched out her hand to support Zhong Mingwei, and she didn't know what she said, and both of them laughed. So frank and clear, then the girl helped Zhong Mingwei up the steps step by step, and then Zhao Ruhai greeted him out. Then Zhong Zhiheng was so busy that he turned around and walked back. When he passed the portrait on the wall, he paused He stood up, reached out and took off the woman's portrait, rolled it up gently, and put it behind the screen.

"Long live my lord, Prince An and his wife are here." Zhao Ruhai came in holding up the curtain and reported respectfully.

"Xuan." Zhong Zhiheng said. When he said this, he was already sitting behind the dragon case and returned to being the aloof emperor of the 95th year.

"Yes." Zhao Ruhai bowed and backed out in a hurry.

"My son and his wife came to pay homage to the emperor and wish him peace!" Zhong Mingwei took Meiya into the royal study, walked to the dragon case, knelt down with Meiya, kowtowed and said respectfully, "My son I used to be ignorant and did many wrong things, which made my father angry. Every time I think about it, I feel regretful and regretful. I just thought that I would never have the chance to apologize to my father in this life, but I really don’t want my father to be generous and allow me to return to the capital. , I burst into tears of gratitude and begged my father to punish me."

"Okay, get back on your feet," Zhong Zhiheng looked at the two people kneeling side by side below him and said in a deep voice, "You are now the Prince of Yipin'an County. Remember your identity, and there is no need to mention the past things again. , give me a seat."