The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 661: I hate it

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"Yes, I obey." At that moment, Ling Shi'an said no more and bowed and retreated.

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Huijun Prince’s Mansion.

It's night.

Huijun Wang Zhong Ming'e just returned from the imperial mausoleum to the capital today. After entering the palace to pay his respects to the Long Live Lord and the Queen Mother, it was already dark when he came back. At this time, he was lying in the study with his head closed and his eyes resting. He was really exhausted from driving all day. He really wanted to have a good sleep, but he couldn't fall asleep. As soon as he closed his eyes, Liao Chongwu's face could appear in his mind. Zhong Ming'e felt very sad, but he couldn't. Hating the sweetness, he turned over and buried his face in the pillow, imagining the short time spent with Liao Chongwu in the imperial mausoleum during those two days, smacking the taste scene by scene.

"Ming'e, when can I see you again next time?" The night before leaving, Liao Chongwu tormented Zhong Ming'e to death. In the end, Zhong Ming'e cried so hard that his voice changed. He let him go, but he still died. Holding him tightly, Zhong Ming'e also let him hold him like this. The two sweaty men hugged him tightly without leaving any space.

"I'm afraid I have to wait until..." When he said this, Zhong Ming'e's voice was hoarse and full of sadness, "Wait until the year before."

Yes, apart from worshiping ancestors at the end of the year, he really has no reason to run to the imperial mausoleum from a first-grade prince.

"Then there are still five months," Liao Chongwu said in a low voice while stroking his sweaty hair, "it's more than 150 days, how are we going to survive."

Yeah, how are you going to survive?

For a moment, both of them were silent. Except for the heavy breathing, there was no other sound in the dormitory. Zhong Ming'e pressed his body against Liao Chongwu's arms again, then raised his head to kiss Liao Chongwu's sweaty chin. He stammered: "Should... or you, you come again?"

"What's next?" Liao Chongwu was startled, and then he understood. He felt his heart heat up, and then he suddenly covered it, kissing Zhong Ming'e's trembling red lips vigorously, until Putting his hands timidly on his waist again, he let go of Zhong Ming'e. While grabbing Zhong Ming'e's hand that was still going down, he said hoarsely, "I won't come, you can't bear it."

"I...I can't bear it! Really!" Zhong Ming'e said eagerly, and then he planned to prove himself personally and got up to kiss Liao Chongwu. In the end, he moved around and said "Ouch!" He fell on the bed again.

"Lie down!" Liao Chongwu frowned and reached out to rub Zhong Ming'e's waist. He looked at Zhong Ming'e's face covered in sweat and couldn't help but feel a little worried, "Why is your body weaker than before? She's also lost weight?"

Zhong Ming'e has been weak since he was a child, but he was also nourished by precious medicines and precious treasures, so his body is not strong, but it is acceptable. However, this time when he came to the imperial mausoleum, Liao Chongwu found that he was obviously thinner than before, and his complexion was also dull. It doesn't look very good, and I break out in sweat every now and then.

"No...nothing." Zhong Ming'e's face froze, and then he turned his face to the other side.

Liao Chongwu looked at his obviously bulging collarbone and felt really distressed. He reached out to touch Zhong Ming'e's shoulder, but as soon as he touched Zhong Ming'e's sweaty shoulder, Liao Chongwu was stunned for a moment, as if he remembered As if he had something to say, he paused, and then hesitantly moved to Zhong Ming'e's ear, while whispering: "Is it because you took that medicine?"

Zou was able to become pregnant because Zhong Ming'e took Huichun Pills. However, Liao Chongwu didn't know how much Zhong Ming'e had taken and for how long, but he was sure that the medicine was probably too strong. It all hurt Zhong Ming'e's body. For a moment, he felt really bad, as if he had knocked over the five-flavor bottle, and all kinds of feelings came to his mind.

"The mother-in-law said that no matter how incompetent a man is, as long as he takes...one pill, it will definitely be effective," Zhong Ming'e stiffened suddenly, and then slowly turned around after a while. He did not dare to look at Liao Chongwu, but just stabbed his head. She entered Liao Chongwu's arms, pressed her face tightly against Liao Chongwu's chest, and whispered, "But I... I have to take three pills to be useful, and I have to think of you every time..."

"I know, I know," Liao Chongwu's heart ached like a blunt knife cutting flesh. He hugged Zhong Ming'e tightly, rubbed Zhong Ming'e's trembling back with his big hands, and said lovingly, "Ming'e , stop talking, stop talking."

"Liao Chongwu, I...I feel that I am very dirty, really dirty. You...you don't dislike me, but I am not clean after all," Zhong Ming'e couldn't stop, he faced the Fang Fang's warm chest was weeping freely. The dignified son and grandson were crying like a child at this time. "Liao Chongwu, I hate you so much. I hate that I am incompetent and can only be manipulated by others. I hate that I am a loser who wants to protect you." I can't protect you, I can't hold on to you, but I can only push away the person I want to love from afar, Liao Chongwu, I really hate it!"