The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 886: Why did you come
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Huijun Prince’s Mansion.
Zhong Ming'e was helped onto the sedan by Gao Zhiqi. When he came out of the imperial study, Zhong Ming'e could still hold on, but after descending the thirty-nine steps, Zhong Ming'e could no longer walk. There were two steps. His legs were as soft as rotten lotus roots, and he was about to fall. Gao Zhiqi was so busy that he helped Zhong Ming'e sit in the sedan. Zhong Ming'e was in a low mood, and his eyes were very red and swollen. Gao Zhiqi didn't dare to ask. What? Just let him get up in the sedan chair and go back to Prince Huijun's Mansion.
"Your Highness, please be careful where you step." Arriving at the door of Prince Huijun's Mansion, the bearers carefully put down the sedan. Gao Zhiqi was so busy that he stepped forward and lifted the door curtain, and then helped Zhong Ming'e get out of the sedan. "Your Highness, you Hold my arm..."
But Zhong Ming'e didn't move, just stood there blankly, looking behind Gao Zhiqi without blinking. Gao Zhiqi thought that Zhong Ming'e was stimulated and was very anxious, and he was making up his mind. When he carried Zhong Ming'e directly through the door, an arm stopped in front of him.
"Xiao Gao, let me do it."
Gao Zhiqi was startled, then suddenly turned around and saw Liao Chongwu standing behind him. He was overjoyed: "Brother Liao, why did you come back so soon? Didn't you arrive at least the day after tomorrow?"
"I didn't rest on the road and kept driving all night," Liao Chongwu and Gao Zhiqi said, but their eyes kept looking at Zhong Ming'e. He pursed his lips, then bowed towards Zhong Ming'e and said, "I have seen His Highness. , I sincerely wish your highness Jin An."
"You...why did you come?" Zhong Ming'e spoke, his voice was hoarse. When he said this, his eyes became wet again, with a pair of wet eyes full of complaints and grievances, just like that Looking straight at Liao Chongwu.
"Yes, I am late, please excuse me." Liao Chongwu's voice was also a little hoarse. Ever since Princess Huijun gave birth to a strange baby, he had been worried about Zhong Ming'e, and then he got pregnant one after another. The news of Concubine Shu's sudden death, the collapse of the Zou family, and the release of the Cui family worried Zhong Ming'e to death. He couldn't eat well or sleep well for several months, and he became more haggard than before. The look on his face His skin and flesh were a bit droopy, and for a man in his early thirties, his temples were a little gray. He had been driving day and night for the past two days, and he didn't even have to stop for a drink of water. In this way, he was on the way. Hei entered the city gate before turning down the key, and when he came back, his heart ached when he saw Zhong Ming'e's appearance.
"Your Highness, we are home. I will help you in," Liao Chongwu said softly, taking Zhong Ming'e from Gao Zhiqi's hand, holding Zhong Ming'e's hand firmly, and supporting him step by step toward the Walking through the gate, the other hand hugged Zhong Ming'e's shoulder from the back, "Your Highness, please be careful where you step, and take your time..."
"Okay, you all step back," Gao Zhiqi waved to the bearers. At that moment, the bearers were so busy carrying the sedan that they stepped back. Gao Zhiqi looked at the two people in front of them who relied on and supported each other. This man couldn't help but curled his lips and smiled, but he smiled and stopped smiling. His nose was a little sore. He wiped his face vigorously, and then said to the guard guarding the door, "Your Highness I'm very tired today and need a good rest, so I won't see you no matter who comes, you know?"
"Yes, I obey my orders." The guard said hurriedly.
Gao Zhiqi nodded, then turned around and walked on the street. It was dark, but a prosperous place like the capital was still busy with traffic and bright neon lights. It was full of wealth and prosperity mixed with a little leisure. Gao Zhiqi was here He had lived in the capital for twenty years, but he had never had the opportunity to stroll around like this. At this time, he and a group of people in the city were strolling on the night of early May. The spring breeze blew in his face, and he felt unspeakable pain all over his body. Comfortable.