The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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"His Royal Highness, here," the sedan stopped at the gate of the Second Prince's Mansion, and Liao Chongwu bowed to the sedan. Hearing a slight cough from inside, Liao Chongwu was so busy that he opened the curtain, "Your Highness , But is it cold? "

Zhong Minge glanced at him, against the light, he couldn't see Liao Chongwu's face anymore, he stopped looking at it now, and headed out of the sedan chair, and then strode toward the palace of the prince without stepping a few steps. Feeling sunk, Zhong Minge was stunned, and then watched Liao Chongwu put a heavy cloak on himself. The cloak should have been unwashed for a long time, exuding a sweaty smell, and a thick wine. gas.

Zhong Ming'e was uncomfortable going to take the cloak away, but Liao Chongwu held his hand, and said with a deep voice: "His Royal Highness, you will sit down and wait for your room and take it off, the wind is strong outside."

Zhong Ming'e didn't say anything. Now he wore a winding cloister in Liao Chongwu's cloak and entered the study.

"His Royal Highness, don't you go to the backyard?" Liao Chongwu followed Zhong Ming'e into the study, and hesitantly asked.

The lady told Zhong Ming Eduo to look at the Zou family, and Liao Chongwu also knew.

Zhong Ming'e didn't speak. While releasing his cloak, he handed it to Liao Chongwu.

"Drink less wine and hurt yourself carefully." Zhong Minge glanced at Liao Chongwu and sat down after walking to the table.

"It's not always drinking," Liao Chongwu wiped his face, and said in an authentic way, "It was only recently."

"Yes, you didn't drink alcohol before," Zhong Minge looked at him, his hands in his sleeve gradually clenched into fists, somehow, he was a little nervous, pursed his lips, and asked in a small voice, "Why? You have recently Things? "

Liao Chongwu met Zhong Ming'e's gaze for a moment, then lowered his head again, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Zhong Ming'e.

The fists in the sleeves spread out suddenly, Zhong Minge stared at Liao Chongwu, with a strong grievance in his eyes. He seemed to want to say something, but he said nothing at all, just took the tea cup and suddenly put the bitterness inside. Drink all the tea.

"Let's go, I want to take a break." Zhong Ming E said sullenly, his chest gently undulating, and it seemed that there was swollen anger inside.

"His Royal Highness, please don't suffer anymore," Liao Chongwu looked at this picture of his words, he took a deep breath, and finally said, "His Royal Highness, the lady of the concubine is for you ... "

"Go!" Before Liao Chongwu spoke, Zhong Ming erupted, and at the same time a blue and white porcelain teacup smashed Liao Chongwu's face head-on, Zhong Minge faced Liao Chongwu, who was half-faced with blood on his face. His face suddenly collapsed. His eyes were red, his lips were trembling, and he thumped back into the circle chair. The next second, he covered his face and cried whimperingly.

"His Royal Highness!" Liao Chongwu wiped his face indiscriminately. He was too busy to spare the table case and knelt in front of Zhong Ming'e. He supported both sides of the circle chair with both hands, and looked anxiously and distressed at Zhong Ming's sobbing. Do n’t be like this, please do n’t be like this ... "

"Then what do you want me to do?" Zhong Ming'e cried with a strong grievance and resentment. "Liao Chongwu, what do you want me to do? What do you want me to do?"

"His Royal Highness ..." Liao Chongwu's voice also reveals a thick nose, a powerful man who has always been Kong Wu's powerful man. At this time, the tiger's eyes are tearful, and his distressed face does not know how to be better.

"Liao Chongwu, what should I do?" Zhong Minge put down his hand soaked in tears and looked at Liao Chongwu with red eyes, sad and confused, "What should I do? What do you say about me ..."

"Your Highness ..." Liao Chongwu reached out and grabbed Zhong Ming'e's hand. He wanted to say something so eagerly, but he said nothing. He sat down on the ground discouragedly.

"Boom boom!"

"His Royal Highness," came the knocking of the little maidservant's door, followed by her anxious voice, "The concubine's body is not very good. Your Royal Highness, is it convenient for you to take a look at the backyard?"

Liao Chongwu got too busy to stand up, took the veil and wiped the scarlet blood on his face, and then took another veil to wipe Zhong Minge's face again. At this stall, the little maidservant pleaded outside.

"His Royal Highness, please visit the Princess, Highness ..."

"Liao Chongwu ..." Zhong Minge looked at Liao Chongwu without blinking, and asked in a whisper of breath, "Should I go?"