Chapter 1150 This Is Siyao's Son

Zhong Mingwei did not expect Meiya to have such abilities before, and the more he felt that Meiya was like a treasure that could not be found no matter how hard he dug, she kept surprising him and making him more and more addicted to her, just like this moment Zhong Mingwei listened to the screams of the soldiers, and he was angry and proud from the bottom of his heart. That was his little girl, the little wife who embroidered little bats and bamboos on every pair of socks for him, and she was right for him. My brother will never neglect the virtuous princess who is extremely enthusiastic, and he is also the backbone who supported him step by step from Ninggu Tower to this imperial city...

How can there be such a good woman in this world?

How could there be such a lucky man in this world?

...

"Ming Wei, it's like marrying a wife, what more can a husband ask for?" Zhong Mingwei was in a daze when suddenly a big hand patted him on the shoulder.

Zhong Mingwei raised his head suddenly, and looked at the man standing in front of him who was seven or eight times similar to Zhong Zhiheng, but Zhong Zhiheng always had a gloomy air, while the man in front of him was very straightforward.

"You are..." Zhong Mingwei's lips trembled uncontrollably. This was the first time he saw King Pingxi, the uncle who had been severely injured in a serious case for 20 years but had been silently protecting him. There was a sudden sourness, and when he spoke again, his voice was choked with sobs, "You are..."

"Good boy, let's go in and talk about it." Seeing his appearance, Zhong Zhiling patted him on the shoulder in a hurry, and led him into the big tent, for fear that he would make a fool of himself in front of the soldiers.

When Zhong Mingwei and Zhong Zhiling entered the big tent, Kong Wenmin and Chi Zhongyuan were very winking and did not follow them in. A few people went to the next tent to discuss the matter of attacking the city tomorrow.

"My uncle is here, let my nephew pay homage!" As soon as he entered the tent, Zhong Mingwei helped Zhong Zhiheng to sit on the upper seat, then went to Zhong Zhiling and knelt down on the ground with a "plop", and then knocked heavily on Zhong Zhiling. He raised his head three times, but Zhong Zhiling didn't stop him, just silently watched him kneel down and salute himself.

This is Siyao's son.

If he had stayed in the capital like the other princes back then, instead of taking command and going to the northwest, this child should belong to him and Siyao.

That's right, if he had stayed in the capital and Siyao had passed through his door, their child would have grown up to this age.

This child was very similar to Siyao, especially the pair of big peach blossom eyes, which was exactly the same as Siyao, but his mouth and nose looked like Zhong Zhiheng, so he was actually somewhat similar to him. Looking at it this way, it was really It seems to be his and Siyao's child...

Zhong Zhiling stared blankly at Zhong Mingwei who kowtowed to him in front of him. For a moment, he felt sourness, depression, and deep regret in his chest. These mixed emotions finally turned into a soft sigh. .

"Fourteen years ago, my nephew failed to stop the 20-year-old case, but instead concocted the 20-year-old case, persecuting a large number of loyal ministers and generals in the court, and even hurting the emperor's uncle and virtuous name. My nephew often thinks about this However, the uncle of the emperor did not punish his nephew for his mistakes, but instead loved and supported his nephew everywhere, and my nephew was very grateful." These words that have been kept in my heart burst out together with tears, as he said, Zhong Mingwei kowtowed three more times, "From now on, my nephew will treat the emperor's uncle as a filial father, and my lord father, please be respected by the child."

Zhong Zhiling's nose was sore from what he said, and he blinked in a hurry, then reached out to help Zhong Mingwei up, and smiled heartily at him: "Why? My son is just planning to Are you verbally filial to your father?"