The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 234: Should I go

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"Your Highness, we are here," the sedan stopped in front of the gate of the Second Prince's Mansion. Liao Chongwu bowed and said to the sedan. Hearing a moderate cough from inside, Liao Chongwu hurriedly went over and opened the door curtain. , "Your Highness, did you catch a cold?"

Zhong Ming'e glanced at him. Against the light, he couldn't see Liao Chongwu's face clearly. He stopped looking at it at the moment. He lowered his head and got out of the sedan, then strode towards the prince's mansion. He had not walked out for a few seconds. As soon as he stepped forward, he felt his body sink. Zhong Ming'e was startled, and then he watched Liao Chongwu put on a heavy cloak on himself. The cloak must have not been washed for a long time, and it gave off a smell of sweat and a strong smell. Strong smell of alcohol.

Zhong Ming'e went to take the cloak away uncomfortably, but Liao Chongwu held his hand down and said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, please leave it alone for now, and then take it off when you return to the room. It's windy outside. Big."

Zhong Ming'e didn't say anything more. He walked through the twists and turns of the corridor wearing Liao Chongwu's cloak and entered the study.

"Your Highness, aren't you going to the backyard?" Liao Chongwu followed Zhong Ming'e into the study and asked hesitantly.

Concubine Shu told Zhong Ming'e to go and see the Zou family more, and Liao Chongwu also knew about it.

Zhong Ming'e didn't say anything. He took off his cloak and handed it to Liao Chongwu.

"Drink less and be careful about your health." Zhong Ming'e glanced at Liao Chongwu, walked to the desk and sat down.

"I don't drink it all the time," Liao Chongwu wiped his face and said, "I just drank it recently."

"Yes, you didn't drink before," Zhong Ming'e looked at him, his hands in his sleeves gradually clenched into fists, and somehow he felt a little nervous, pursed his lips, and asked in a low voice, "What? Have you been worried lately?"

Liao Chongwu met Zhong Ming'e's gaze, paused for a moment, then lowered his head, picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea, handed it to Zhong Ming'e, and whispered: "It's okay, I'm just greedy for wine."

The fists in his sleeves suddenly unfolded. Zhong Ming'e stared at Liao Chongwu with a strong resentment in his eyes. He seemed to want to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything. He just took the tea cup and suddenly poured it into the cup. Drink the bitter tea in one gulp.

"Let's go, I want to rest." Zhong Ming'e said in a muffled voice, his chest rising and falling gently, as if he was filled with overwhelming anger.

"Your Highness, please don't suffer yourself anymore," Liao Chongwu looked at his appearance and hesitated to speak. He took a deep breath and finally said it out, "Your Highness, Concubine Shu is all for You..."

"Get out!" before Liao Chongwu could say anything, Zhong Ming'e suddenly shouted angrily. At the same time, a blue and white porcelain teacup hit Liao Chongwu's face. Zhong Ming'e faced Liao Chongwu, who was immediately bleeding half of his face. His furious face suddenly collapsed, his eyes were red, his lips were trembling, and he sat back in the armchair with a "pop". The next second, he covered his face and started sobbing.

"Your Highness!" Liao Chongwu wiped his face carelessly. He was so busy that he let go of the table and knelt in front of Zhong Ming'e. He held both sides of the armchair with his hands and looked at Zhong Ming'e who was sobbing anxiously and distressedly. "Your Highness, please don't do this, please don't do this..."

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

"Your Highness..." Liao Chongwu's voice also had a thick nasal sound. The man, who had always been strong and powerful, now had tears in his eyes and a look of distress on his face, and he didn't know what to do.

"Liao Chongwu, what should I do?" Zhong Ming'e put down his hands soaked with tears and looked at Liao Chongwu with red eyes, sad and confused, "What should I do? What do you think I should do..."

"Your Highness..." Liao Chongwu reached out and grabbed Zhong Ming'e's hand. He wanted to say something so urgently, but in the end he still didn't say anything. He knelt down on the ground in frustration.

"Dong dong dong!"

"Your Highness," the maid's knock on the door came from outside, followed by her anxious voice, "The Crown Princess is not in good health. Your Highness, could you please go to the backyard and take a look?"

Liao Chongwu stood up in a hurry, took a handkerchief and wiped the scarlet blood on his face, and then took another handkerchief to wipe Zhong Ming'e's face. At this stall, the little maid was struggling outside again. Pleading.

"Your Highness, please go and see the princess, Your Highness..."

"Liao Chongwu..." Zhong Ming'e looked at Liao Chongwu without blinking and asked softly, holding his breath, "Should I go?"