Chapter 123: Jumping back and forth between toughness and cowardice

The full moon hangs high in the sky, and thin clouds slowly float over, covering it little by little, as if they are also shy for the men and women below.

"Ugh...no more...no more."

The remaining words were blocked back. Zhao Mingzhu's eyes showed charm, and the cinnabar mole between her eyebrows was vivid and charming, which made people unable to help but indulge in it.

Gu Qingheng stared at Zhao Mingzhu below, pinched her soft waist, and his voice, which used to be as soft as broken jade, became hoarse.

"Mingzhu, who am I?"

Zhao Mingzhu didn't answer, and he stopped and refused to give her his pleasure.

"Who am I? Mingzhu." Gu Qingheng was patient and asked without getting tired of it.

Zhao Mingzhu was neither happy nor sad at the moment. She opened her eyes and stared at him blankly.

who is he?

Gu Qingheng touched his nose to hers, then asked softly, "Who am I?"

Zhao Mingzhu looked at him and frowned for a long time: "...uncomfortable."

Gu Qingheng sighed softly, locked his neck with hers, and rolled the flesh of her ear with his teeth: "It's my husband, Mingzhu."

Zhao Mingzhu, like a drowning person, grasped the arm that held such strength. She was confused and babbled like a child:

"It's my husband..."

The rest was rolled into the mouth and tongue, and the ten fingers clasped together and merged into one, and then went to Wushan together.

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The dazzling sunlight penetrated the stained glass window and leaped into the inner room. Zhao Mingzhu's eyelashes fluttered and she opened her eyes.

She felt pain all over her body when she moved, and those restricted scenes from last night came knocking on her door.

Gu Qingheng's words echoed in Zhao Mingzhu's ears. She frowned fiercely, "Husband... *Husband!"

"Gu Qingheng, you bastard! Bastard! Bastard!" Zhao Mingzhu pounded the bed and started yelling.

Is he still human? I screamed myself hoarse last night, but I refused to let her go!

Zhao Mingzhu struggled to get out of bed, but her legs went weak and she fell to the ground, landing on her butt. She was so angry that she grabbed her shoes and threw them away.

Take some impotence medicine!

When Gu Qingheng and Changhe arrived at the door, they heard something hit the door and fell to the ground with a clang.

Changhe didn't dare to say anything and pretended not to hear.

Gu Qingheng pushed open the door and met Zhao Mingzhu's eyes on the ground after entering. Zhao Mingzhu was still a little out of breath after cursing behind his back.

But when he thought of the inhumane treatment he received last night, Zhao Mingzhu snorted coldly and turned his head away.

As Gu Qingheng approached, the aroma of food also came closer.

He seemed to be fine, and if you looked closely you could still see the satisfaction left in his eyes after the love affair.

"Princess, it's already past noon, it's time for dinner."

Zhao Mingzhu didn't move. Gu Qingheng walked over and squatted in front of her: "The Crown Princess wants to go on a hunger strike?"

Zhao Mingzhu turned around and gritted her teeth after hearing this. After holding her breath, she said, "Only a ghost would go on a hunger strike. I can't even stand up, okay?!"

She would never go on a hunger strike in her entire life, and she would rely on eating a lot to make up for her broken heart.

A smile flashed in Gu Qingheng's eyes. He reached out and picked the person up, and the two of them sat down at the small table under the window.

The next moment, Zhao Mingzhu took the bowl of porridge and started grunting. There was no elegance at all, only rudeness.

She thought to herself, Gu Qingheng is so disgusting.

Let him know what kind of woman he likes.

She doesn't want to torture herself to use as a bargaining chip. Just sleep with her. She won't lose anything.

It's her ability to sleep with someone like Gu Qingheng.

Gu Qingheng watched her eating with big mouthfuls, and a corner of his heart softened. He thought that after Zhao Mingzhu woke up, he might have a confrontation with her today.

But fortunately, Zhao Mingzhu did not, she did not fall into despair.

But then, Gu Qingheng's expression became a little more indifferent.

This reminded him that even though Zhao Mingzhu and he had become a real couple, she still didn't care about him.

He tapped the table silently with his fingertips. Zhao Mingzhu looked up from her busy schedule: "Such a noise. If you like knocking so much, you might as well become a monk."

After she finished speaking, she lowered her head before Gu Qingheng looked over, jumping back and forth between being tough and cowardly.

Gu Qingheng curled up his fingertips and didn't care. One day, her body and heart would belong to him.

Zhao Mingzhu was in the twilight of the world. After eating, she wiped her mouth and stretched out her hand: "Carry me back. I want to sleep after eating."

Gu Qingheng was silent, his expression puzzled. Seeing this, Zhao Mingzhu said confidently, "Why? Are you just pulling up your pants and denying your relationship after sleeping with me? No wonder Gu Yu said that none of you men are good."

"I haven't said anything yet." Gu Qingheng walked over and carried the person back to the bed by the waist.

Zhao Mingzhu rolled directly into Ruyun's bedding, put her hands on her abdomen and snorted coldly.

Knowing that she was in a bad mood, Gu Qingheng stopped talking, took her in his arms, and patted her back slowly.

Zhao Mingzhu's eyelids were twitching, and she muttered, "Just wait, I won't let you go."

Gu Qingheng laughed, that was exactly what he wanted.

In the courtyard, someone passed by the pomegranate tree, and the branches rustled.

"You can't go in."

Chang He stopped Ah Yu in front of him. He was very kind and said, "Your Highness is showing mercy by sparing your life. If you really want to die, no one can stop you."

Maybe His Highness was concerned about the Crown Princess before, but he certainly won't always be concerned about his love rival.

A Yu was distraught after hearing this. He knew it was impossible, but still wanted to see Zhao Mingzhu.

Sister, are you okay?

"This is... the pomegranate blossom that the Crown Princess ordered me to pick. Please pass it on to her." Ah Yu took out the bouquet of pomegranates behind her.

When Changhe heard that it was Zhao Mingzhu who wanted it, he took it without thinking and looked at Ayu.

"You can go now."

After hearing this, Ayu nodded, slowly turned around and left.

He walked slowly, looking back every three steps, feeling a little reluctant.

After Changhe and the others had completely disappeared, he heard the door behind him open: "Your Highness."

"To me."

Gu Qingheng took the pomegranate flower from Changhe's hand. The pomegranate flower was extremely beautiful, and even had dewdrops on it, which showed that the person who picked it was very careful.

He fiddled with the petals casually. If he was late, would Zhao Mingzhu really leave with someone else?

Thinking of this, he applied force with his fingertips and watched the juice from the petals overflow.

The Golden Crow fell to the ground. Zhao Mingzhu woke up quickly this time, and the soreness in her body was relieved a lot.

"woke up."

Gu Qingheng's voice came from the side. Zhao Mingzhu turned her head with a look of surprise. Where is this?

She was not in the room at all. Looking at the sky full of fiery clouds, she stood up and realized that Gu Qingheng's coat was spread out under her.

Waves are surging in the distance and seagulls are flying by, creating a beautiful sunset picture.

Gu Qingheng held the gold-embossed red paper. Zhao Mingzhu took it suspiciously and read the contents carefully.

It's a marriage certificate.

Looking at the slightly dry ink on the last word, it turned out to be the marriage certificate written by Gu Qingheng himself.

Zhao Mingzhu looked at the person in front of her and said, "Gu Qingheng, the Sea God Festival has passed."

There is a tradition during the Sea God Festival in Spring City that men and women who are in love with each other can write a marriage certificate on the same day and then carry pomegranate flowers into the sea to receive the blessing of the Sea God.

After hearing this, Gu Qingheng held her finger, dipped it in cinnabar, and pressed it on the marriage certificate.

"It doesn't matter. I changed the date. From now on it will be today."

Zhao Mingzhu heard this:

As expected of an heir to the throne, he could postpone the festival that had been passed down since ancient times.

Zhao Mingzhu stood up and picked up the pomegranate flowers on the ground. She counted them and was puzzled:

"Gu Qingheng, what exactly do you like about me?"

Gu Qingheng took a pomegranate flower from her hand and answered her with a few strokes on the sand.

It's the three words Zhao Mingzhu.

Good or bad, as long as it's Zhao Mingzhu.