The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 242: Only you

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"Girl, stop crying," Zhong Mingwei looked at the tears on A Chou's face. He was so distressed that he couldn't breathe. He was so busy that he hugged A Chou and kissed the golden beans. "What's there to cry about? Stop crying."

"You didn't do it?" A Chou raised his head and stared at him with teary eyes, but he couldn't stare anymore. A Chou suddenly wrapped his arms around the man's neck and fell on his chest, The little beast couldn't help but howl as if it was back in its mother's arms, "Zhong Mingwei, no one has ever been so kind to me, only you, only you..."

Zhong Mingwei hugged her tightly, his chin resting on her hair, letting her cry like this, and letting his tears well up in his eyes.

Girl, no one has ever been so kind to me, only you, I really only have you.

……

The second day of the first lunar month in the 33rd year of Jiasheng

The capital.

When Zhong Ming'e woke up, it was almost dusk. Before he even opened his eyes, his brows were already knitted together.

"Hiss..." He kept gasping and humming softly, "It hurts..."

"Where does it hurt?" Liao Chongwu, who had been standing by the bed, leaned over and gently smoothed Zhong Ming'e's messy hair.

Suddenly hearing Liao Chongwu's voice, Zhong Ming'e stopped immediately. He suddenly opened his eyes, and as soon as he saw Liao Chongwu close at hand, his eyes widened in shock: "How, how can it really be? You?"

Liao Chongwu's eyes darkened, and then he slowly stood up, knelt respectfully in front of the bed, kowtowed and said in a deep voice: "This subordinate has overstepped his bounds, please punish me!"

"You..." Zhong Ming'e couldn't help but blink his eyes. He didn't know whether he was too ashamed or too shocked. He looked at Liao Chongwu who couldn't help kowtowing, and his heart ached. His dry lips trembled for a long time, but after all, he was still light. He spoke softly, "I...I didn't blame you..."

The next second, Liao Chongwu trembled all over, and he was so busy that he climbed to the edge of the bed. With a pair of powerful hands, he grabbed the edge of the bed and couldn't hide his excitement: "Your Highness really doesn't blame this subordinate?"

"What do I blame you for?" Zhong Ming'e said uncomfortably, reaching out to hold Liao Chongwu's hand holding the edge of the bed, and said slowly, "I have been looking forward to this day for how many years, and no one else has I know, don’t you still know?”

Liao Chongwu felt happy and sad at the same time. He held Zhong Ming'e's hand with his backhand and whispered softly: "I just said it hurt. Does it hurt too much?"

"What do you think?" Zhong Ming'e glanced at him, and as soon as he met Liao Chongwu's eyes, his face immediately turned red to the root of his neck. He was about to turn over, but he suddenly frowned, "... Hiss!"

"Don't move!" Liao Chongwu got up from the ground in a hurry, sat on the bed, caressed Zhong Ming'e's face, and said lovingly, "I'll buy you medicine."

"Where should I buy the medicine used in that place?" Zhong Ming'e bit his lip and whispered. Naturally, there is no shortage of medicine in the Third Prince's Mansion, but if the medicine is used in such a secret place, it is still inconvenient to get it from I picked it up from the pharmacy in the Third Prince's Mansion.

Liao Chongwu's heart melted as he listened to the words spoken by the red lips and white teeth. He leaned down, leaned over, kissed Zhong Ming'e's cheek gently, and said softly: "Don't worry, I know. Where is it?"

"Where?" Zhong Ming'e's eyelashes trembled and he asked softly.

Liao Chongwu sniffed awkwardly and whispered something into Zhong Ming'e's ear.

"Where do you usually go?" The next second, Zhong Ming'e's face darkened. He stretched out his hand to support the chest where Liao Chongwu was leaning, while staring at Liao Chongwu coldly, "No wonder you are so familiar with the road. , I must have practiced it many times with the little hustlers and actors there."

"Your Highness, you misunderstood!" Liao Chongwu was startled, and then he realized it. He was so unjust that he almost vomited blood. He hurriedly explained, "I have never been to that place, let alone patronized that place. You're an actor now. I've been following you all day long, never leaving you, so how can I find the time to go to those places?"

"Then how do you know this?" Zhong Ming'ewu said coldly, paused, lowered his eyes again, and whispered, "And last night, you seemed... seemed to be very skilled..."

"Male culture is prevalent in the military, and I naturally know this, ahem, besides..." Liao Chongwu was a little embarrassed, and it was a bit hard to say at the moment, "Besides, over the years, I have always... always treated Your Highness. I am concerned about this, so I can’t help but pay attention to these things many times. For many years, every night, I can’t fall asleep without thinking about His Highness..."