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Chapter 77: Master Cen, Minister of Rites

She remembered Cen Pingjun's surname, and the young eunuch Li Zan once told her that Cen Pingjun's father was the Minister of Rites... "Let him wait!"

She is very polite to Cen Pingjun now, but Cen Qiushui, Minister of Rites...

She thought for a moment.

A seven-foot man, if it were not forbidden to do so, no one would want to enter this palace to be the emperor's favor.

To judge it with common sense and to serve people with sex is a rebellious thing, and it will even damage the face of a man.

She thought that everyone in the harem had their own troubles, and this Minister of Rites, Lord Cen... might be selling his son for honor.

Since it is a selling for one's life, then think about it, that person's character may be just that!

However, today Lord Cen entered the palace to meet the saint, but he didn't know what the idea was. Could it be that it was because Cen Pingjun was sucked into a mummy by her? I'm afraid it's not that simple...

Zhou Yanqing had many ideas, but it was just a blink of an eye.

She turned her head and looked at the little fool beside her.

Liang asked what it was like when he slept and what it was like now.

My sleeping appearance was unexpectedly honest.

"Xiangxiang..." He called out in a daze. Before he opened his eyes, a soft smile appeared on his lips, and two small dimples appeared.

Moreover, his lips are red and his teeth are white, and his complexion looks pretty good.

Zhou Yanqing was at ease.

"You have a little more sleep, don't rush to get up."

Seeing that he hadn't woken up yet, she patted his arm and smiled unconsciously on the corner of her lips.

After comforting Liang Wenqian and tucking the corners of Liang Wenqian, she turned over and got out of bed for routine washing.

In a moment.

Outside Zichen Palace, a middle-aged man was wearing court clothes, but his face was gloomy and sunny, and I don’t know what he was thinking about.

This person is the Minister of Rites Cen, and Cen Pingjun's biological father.

Lord Cen thought with a gloomy expression, what exactly did Cen Yining do?

After entering the palace for so long, although the emperor did not pursue the Cen family's treason for tyranny, the emperor didn't care. The regent Xiao Yan held on to the Cen family and refused to let go. The day before yesterday, several orders stirred up the situation in Bianjing, and the Cen family was the first to bear the brunt!

Lord Cen half-squinted his eyes. He looked gloomy and thought to himself that he was useless!

Lord Cen was not alone, he also brought a handsome boy. The boy's eyes were full of numbness, as if the whole body was cold, and his thin and weak body was like a green willow in the wind, but his eyes were swept by sadness and despair.

"Father……"

"Shut up!"

Lord Cen shouted angrily: "I will see the emperor later, you know what you should do! Cen Yining is useless, it's a pity that his face can touch the emperor's eyes, but even a fool can't compare to..."

Lord Cen's eyes were dark, the boy's lips shook, and then his eyes turned red, and his heart was even more sad.

It is his misfortune to having a family like this, and it is also his misfortune to Yining.

And Cen Yining is Cen Pingjun's name.

...

Zhou Yanqing was dressed neatly and did not go directly to see Lord Cen who was waiting outside Zichen Palace. Instead, he went to the side hall to visit Pingjun Cen Yining.

Guijun, Pingjun, such titles are the position of men in the harem, just like noble concubines.

As soon as Zhou Yanqing entered the door, he saw Cen Yining's expression as gloomy as ink. He sat on the bed with his hair disheveled, his hands clenched into fists, making his knuckles turn white. Although his handsome face was a little more vicissitudes due to the exhaustion of blood and flesh, he had to say that his bright complexion was still extraordinary.

But at this moment, his thin lips were pursed coldly, with sadness, sadness, resentment, and ridicule in his eyes.
Chapter completed!
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