Sick Prince Rescue Plan

He put his hands together, bowed his head and said: "The poor monk is incompetent. I don't know how to do it for the time being, but you can try to talk about the past in her ears, maybe there is any miraculous effect.

Several people looked at each other, Xiao Jinshao slowly stretched out his hand and rubbed the cold coffin body, his voice trembled imperceptibly, "Mother, I am Shaoer, I came to see you with Yuwan, and we are now as you said. Hope, a good time, when you wake up, our family can be reunited."

Jun Yuwan stepped forward, half-kneeled beside Xiao Jinshao, put her hand in his hand, and quietly accompanied him.

Zhuyou nodded, then looked at Xiao You and Zhenbei Wang, "The two donors can come one by one, don't worry."

The two of them were completely stunned by the sudden turn of events. What Zhuyou said, listening to the left ear, the right ear popped out.

When Zhuyou saw this, he didn't say much, and turned around and went out.

...

Ming Zhi feels very strange now. She can feel someone talking in her ear, but there is something separated by a layer, so she can't hear it really.

She felt vaguely that her body was very light, floating in the air like a cloud.

The past events were repeated before her eyes, but she couldn't refuse, she could only watch.

At the age of fifteen, the Ming family was the largest family in the capital, and Ming Zhi was the only prostitute of the Ming family. There was an older brother on the top and a younger brother below. Even so, she was the one that everyone loved the most.

She was a beautiful child when she was young, but because she has been raised in a deep boudoir all year round, she rarely goes out, and everyone doesn't know what she looks like.

On the fifteen-year-old and the day of the ceremony, the Ming family was full of unprecedented excitement, and it was grandly comparable to the marriage of a concubine.

Even the emperor and the empress are here.

The people who stepped on the door at a time would almost break the threshold! Some are here to flatter, some are to send blessings, and some just want to come and see if she is disabled.

Ming Zhi was sitting by the small carved window, watching the maids coming and going outside, without any disturbance in her heart.

Her close-fitting maid, Bi Zhuang, smiled and joked: "Miss is really showing off today, and there is no such beautiful scenery and gift in Beijing!"

Ming Zhi supported her cheek with one hand, lacking interest, "If there are not so many people, can I sleep a little longer?"

Bi Zhuang: "...Miss!"

Ming Zhi smiled helplessly: "I know, I'll just say that. By the way, is Brother Jin back?"

Bi Zhuang knew that her own Miss and General Jin had a deep relationship with their childhood sweethearts, so she laughed when she heard the words, "Of course I'm back. Mr. Jin said that he will give Miss Gifts this time!"

The corner of Ming Zhi's mouth twitched slightly, and she couldn't help but smile, "Just for his salary in the army, where can I have any spare money to buy me gifts? People can come."

She said that, but she couldn't help but look forward to it.

The process of and the ceremony is complicated and not complicated, but it is really tiring to say that it is simple.

Mingzhi dignifiedly followed the instructions of the maternal grandmother, so that all the powerful and powerful in the capital had seen what a real aristocratic concubine was.

Etiquette can't fault it, every move is graceful and generous, and with that beautiful face, it really makes people jealous.

The emperor and the empress liked it very much when they met. The empress took Ming Zhi's hand and said, "Zhi'er came out with such a good color, and I don't know which brat will be cheaper in the future!"

Ming Zhi smiled politely and did not answer.