The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 195: Roll

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Zhong Ming'e sat on the soft couch, lowered his head and held the cup of Biluochun, took a sip, put down the tea cup, and looked at Mrs. Zou: "What are your orders, concubine?"

"Concubine Mother said that she had already explained it to His Highness a while ago," Zou said solemnly, while taking out a purse from her sleeve, opening it, pouring out a few pills from there, and delivering them When he arrived in front of Zhong Ming'e, he looked at the dark pills, paused, and then whispered to Zhong Ming'e, "My mother and concubine told me that this, this is a rejuvenation pill from a foreign land, take one pill beforehand..." ”

Zhong Ming'e also looked at the pills. His hands in his sleeves were clenched into fists. His lips trembled for a while and turned a little gray. When he spoke again, he had already regained his composure: "I know, you can go back first." ."

"Your Highness, when did you..." Mrs. Zou said with embarrassment, her face was also pale. She put the pills back into her purse, lowered her head and whispered, "Mother Concubine said , The second princess is already three months pregnant. If we... continue to be silent, I'm afraid it will have an impact on His Highness's decision to be crowned king."

Zhong Zhiheng said a few months ago that he would make Zhong Ming'e and Zhong Mingzheng kings together. Counting the time, it should be after the new year. I am afraid that as soon as the first month comes, the decree of making kings comes down. Zhao Guifei originally Just Concubine Gao Shu is one head tall, and the lintel of the Zhao family is also higher than that of the Cui family. Normally, the third prince's status is naturally one head higher than that of the second prince. It's rare that Zhong Zhiheng intends to give the second prince the same status, but Now that such great good news has come out of the third prince's residence, Zhong Zhiheng will inevitably have to reconsider the matter of being crowned king.

There is something that Zhong Ming'e doesn't understand, and he has been very depressed because of it for a while. At this time, listening to Zou's words, he felt even more irritable. He frowned and said to Zou: "I understand in my heart, use I didn’t know that you, a woman, preach to others.”

"I don't dare," Ms. Zou said in a hurry. She originally wanted to say something else, but seeing the impatient look on Zhong Ming'e's face, she still didn't dare to speak. She bowed and left, "Then your Highness should rest earlier, and I will take my leave."

Zhong Ming'e didn't say a word, just waved his hand to Zou.

After Mr. Zou retired, Liao Chongwu came in with a bowl of medicated pigeon soup and placed it in front of Zhong Ming'e. He said, "Your Highness, you didn't eat much for dinner, so drink a bowl of soup to make up for it."

"No appetite," Zhong Ming'e shook his head, sighed and closed his eyes, "Come here and rub your shoulders."

"Yes," Liao Chongwu hurriedly walked over and sat next to Zhong Ming'e. He stretched out his hand to rub his shoulders. He was a military general with strong hands and was used to serving Zhong Ming'e. At this time, he was rubbing Zhong Ming'e's shoulders. Humming and humming, Liao Chongwu rubbed his hands and asked in a low voice, "Your Highness, has Concubine Shu confessed that matter again?"

Zhong Ming'ewu closed his eyes, frowned, and snorted from his nose: "Yeah."

"Your Highness, Concubine Shu is also thinking about His Highness," Liao Chongwu said solemnly, pinching the back of Zhong Ming'e's neck skillfully, pinching it again and again, while whispering, "Your Highness is already twenty-six during the Chinese New Year, but It’s really not a problem to have nothing to do all the time.”

Zhong Ming'e slowly opened his eyes, turned his head to look at Liao Chongwu, and after a while he said slowly: "You think so too?"

"I naturally hope that His Highness will be well," Liao Chongwu opened his eyes and whispered, "For so many years, His Highness has never had a solid life. If he can win the son in one fell swoop this time..."

"Okay, let's get down!" Zhong Ming'e suddenly turned cold, cut off Liao Chongwu's words, stood up from the soft couch, and went straight to the inner room.

"Yes, I'm resigning," Liao Chongwu pursed his lips helplessly, looked at Zhong Ming'e's tired and thin back, and looked at the steaming bowl of medicated pigeon soup on the small table, and finally added one more sentence , "Your Highness, you drank this pigeon soup..."

"Get out!" Zhong Ming'e suddenly shouted coldly and slammed the door shut with a bang.

"Yes, I'm resigning." Liao Chongwu had no choice but to bow and retreat.

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Cining Palace.

Zhong Zhiheng had dinner at Cining Palace. After eating, he was not in a hurry to leave. He accompanied the Queen Mother to talk in the Nuan Pavilion.

"Yesterday, Concubine Zhao came over to have lunch with the Ai family. She said that the third prince's concubine was in good health and now the fetus is stable," the Queen Mother said to Zhong Zhiheng while sipping Liu'an tea, "Look at this. As the third prince's palace will have a baby in the next year, the emperor should also consider naming the third prince a king."