The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Huijun Palace.

Zhong Ming'e was helped into the sedan chair by Gao Zhiqi. When he came out of the imperial study, Zhong Ming'e was still able to persist, but after climbing down the thirty-nine steps, Zhong Ming'e could no longer walk, and his legs were rotten. It seemed soft, and he was about to fall. Gao Zhiqi hurriedly helped him, and then helped Zhong Ming'e into the sedan chair. Zhong Ming'e was depressed, and his eyes were red and swollen. Gao Zhiqi didn't dare to ask anything. Then let the sedan chair go back to Huijun Prince's Mansion.

Your Highness, be careful where you step. Walking to the gate of Huijun Prince's Mansion, the bearers carefully put down the sedan chair. Gao Zhiqi hurriedly stepped forward to open the door curtain, and then helped Zhong Ming'e get out of the sedan chair. Your Highness, help me arm...

But Zhong Ming'e didn't move, he just stood there in a daze, looking behind Gao Zhiqi without blinking. When he hugged him through the door, an arm stopped in front of him.

Xiao Gao, let me come.

Gao Zhiqi was startled, then turned around suddenly, and saw Liao Chongwu standing behind him. He was overjoyed: Brother Liao, why did you come back so soon? Isn't it at least the day after tomorrow?

I didn't rest on the road, and I drove all night, Liao Chongwu and Gao Zhiqi said, but their eyes kept looking at Zhong Ming'e. He pursed his lips, and then bowed to Zhong Ming'e, I have seen Your Highness, please respectfully Kim Ann.

You... why did you come here? Zhong Ming'e opened his mouth, his voice was very hoarse, and when he said this, his eyes became wet again, with complaints and even more grievances in those wet eyes, just so bluntly Looking at Liao Chongwu intently.

Yes, my subordinate is late, please excuse me, Your Highness. Liao Chongwu's voice was also a little hoarse. Ever since Princess Huijun gave birth to a strange baby, he has been worried about Zhong Ming'e, and then he was violently attacked by Concubine Shu one after another. The news of the death, the collapse of the Zou family, and the release of the Cui family will cause Zhong Ming'e to worry to death. After several months, he can't eat well and sleep well. He is more emaciated than before, and the flesh on his face is a little bit His son is drooping, a man in his early thirties, his temples are a bit gray and white, and he has been traveling day and night for the past two days, saving even the effort of stopping to drink water. The key to the door entered the city gate before, and when he came back, seeing Zhong Ming'e's appearance, his heart was about to break out of pain.

Your Highness, we're home. This subordinate 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 helping him walk towards the gate step by step , and the other hand hugged Zhong Ming'e's shoulder from the back, Your Highness, be careful with your steps, slow down...

Okay, you all step back, Gao Zhiqi waved to the bearers, and the bearers were too busy carrying the sedan chair to leave. Gao Zhiqi looked at the two men in front who were relying on each other and supporting each other, He couldn't help but curled his lips into a smile, 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 is tired today. It's terrible, and I need to rest well, so no matter who comes, I won't see you, you know?

Yes, this subordinate obeys. The guard said hurriedly.

Gao Zhiqi nodded, then turned around and strolled up and down the street. It was dark, and in a bustling place like the capital, there was still a lot of traffic and bright neon lights. It was full of prosperity and a little leisurely. Twenty years younger, but he has never had such a chance to stroll around. At this time, he and a group of common people strolled in the night at the beginning of May, with the spring breeze blowing, he felt indescribably at ease all over his body.