Chapter 990 Yes, There Is No Turning Back

"Then you still have to be careful, my heart has always been up and down these two days," Meiya sighed softly, paused, then raised her head, looking straight at Zhong Mingwei with dark eyes , "Ming Wei, is it true that if you enter the palace gate today, we can no longer turn back?"

Zhong Mingwei was startled, he really didn't expect Meiya to ask this question, after a pause, Zhong Mingwei nodded: "Yes, there is no turning back, girl, if you regret it, I will..."

"No, I won't regret it," Meiya shook her head resolutely, and said in a deep voice, "He can even attack his own younger brother, not to mention he has always been hostile to you. If he really becomes the emperor, We are afraid that we will follow in the footsteps of the Fourth Prince, Ming Wei, rather than being strangled to death with a bowstring by a fool, we might as well give it a go now."

After a long silence, Zhong Mingwei suddenly smiled at Meiya: "Wait for me to come back."

"Well, I'll make a pot of white fungus and mung bean porridge waiting for you." Meiya also smiled, her eyes crooked.

Zhong Mingwei didn't say anything else, he stroked the girl's cheek lightly, then turned around and went down the steps, was helped by Pang Yi into the carriage, the horse galloped forward, Meiya stood in front of the door, following her eyes After looking at the carriage for a long time, she turned and went back to the house until the carriage turned and disappeared at the corner of the street.

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Hall of Mental Cultivation.

When Zhong Mingwei arrived, Zhong Zhiheng was drinking medicine.

"Long Live Lord, King An is here," Zhao Ruhai walked to the soft couch, bowed and reported to Zhong Zhiheng, "Long Live Lord, please invite King An to come in now?"

"Well," Zhong Zhiheng put down the medicine bowl, frowned and rinsed his mouth, and then said to Zhao Ruhai, "Let Prince An come in."

"Yes, my servant obeys." Zhao Ruhai bowed and retreated in a hurry. After a while, Zhong Mingwei came in.

"I have met my father, I respectfully greet my father!" Zhong Mingwei walked up to Zhong Zhiheng, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed in salute.

"Okay, get up," Zhong Zhiheng looked at Zhong Mingwei who was kneeling in front of him and said slowly, seeing Zhong Mingwei standing up, he said again, "Mingwei, go pour me a cup of tea."

As soon as the words fell, both Zhong Mingwei and Zhao Ruhai were stunned. Zhong Zhiheng was always fierce and indifferent, and he was rarely so gentle with the prince, let alone Zhong Mingwei, who had always hated him so much.

"Yes, my son obeys."

After being startled for a while, Zhong Mingwei bowed and said, while following Zhao Ruhai to the long case of Jinsinan by the wall, his eyes lingered on the row of more than a dozen tea pots, and finally fell on the "Mongolian stone flower" Then he opened the lid, took out the tea leaves with a teaspoon and put them into the teapot, then poured hot water on it, and finally made a cup of tea, held it in both hands, and sent it to Zhong Zhiheng respectfully: "Father, please."

Zhong Zhiheng looked at Zhong Mingwei with a respectful and steady face, and the cup of tea handed to him, with a trace of satisfaction on his face, he reached out to take the teacup, and said with a smile: "This is the first time Mingwei brewed tea for me. Tea."

"My son's workmanship is not good, please forgive me." Zhong Mingwei bowed.

"No matter how bad it is, it's still the tea made by my son." Zhong Zhiheng held his lips and smiled, while raising his chin to Zhong Mingwei, "Sit down and talk."

"Thank you, father," Zhong Mingwei sat down in front of Zhong Zhiheng. He felt that Zhong Zhiheng was too strange today, or that Zhong Zhiheng had become very strange since he returned to Beijing this time. Zhong Zhiheng had never smiled at him before. In order to get Zhong Zhiheng's approval and smile, he tried his best, but he never got it. Now, he did nothing but make a cup of tea clumsily, and Zhong Zhiheng smiled at him, and He smiled so lovingly, just like an ordinary father who loves his son too much, but Zhong Mingwei felt creepy and felt like sitting on pins and needles when he saw such a gentle smile. After a pause, he said, "I haven't been able to Enter the palace to pay respects to the royal father, and ask the royal father to forgive me."