Are you him?

The second prince was immersed in etiquette, poetry and books since childhood, and had a culture and background, so he didn't know what to scold.

"Let's go, I've come."

Zheng Xiu was actually stunned at first.

He never expected that the "seriously ill" Emperor Wei would actually come to the prison camp at this time.

He glanced back at the second prince with a cold sweat and a pale complexion. Zheng Xiu smiled and probably understood.

The second prince quickly stabilized the situation, bit the bullet, and walked out side by side with Marquis Zheng.

As soon as he stepped out of the ground, he came to him. There were hundreds of armored and armored imperial guards in the Shenwu Hall, lined up in neat military formations, surrounding the prison camp.

The dog legs that the second prince had knocked out not long ago were trembling on the side.

In the center of the military formation, a temporary tent was set up at some point.

On both sides of the tent, the flag of Shenwu Hall "Wu" fluttered in the wind and flew.

In this situation, only in the past, when my father and General Zheng went to the Northern Barbarians, would they have the honor to see each other.

The military formations separated, and the imperial guards took unified steps and separated one road.

"My son has met my father!"

The second prince gritted his teeth, walked forward with a tough bullet, and knelt down in front of the tent to pay his respects.

An old, hoarse, but unanimous voice came from inside.

"rise."

After the second prince stood up, Old Wei said in the military tent: "Are you here to visit the Zhonglie Hou?"

The second prince glanced at Zheng Xiu.

Zheng Xiu smiled and said, "Zheng, Zhongliehou, Zheng Xiu, pay homage to the emperor."

It said: "Zhongliehou, please be free from courtesy."

It's true that you don't kneel.

Zheng Xiu glanced at the second prince, paused meaningfully, and said, "Your Highness the Prince has some friendship with Zheng. Knowing that Zheng is in trouble, I'll come and say 'Greetings'!"

The word "greeting" has accented.

Silence in the tent.

The second prince lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and thoughts flashed through his heart.

Didn’t that old guy almost fail?

How can it come out?

Come to see...Zhongliehou?

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