"Your Highness, you...what's wrong with you?" Liao Chongwu was a little anxious. Zhong Ming'e had always been a person who kept everything to herself. But today, she actually said so many things to him from the bottom of her heart. He couldn't help but panic, and was so busy that he wanted to pull the reins. He stopped to check and said anxiously. "Your Highness. Did the Concubine Shu say something to you? Your Highness, if you have something to do, don't..."
"Don't stop. Just, just let the horse keep running," Zhong Minge interrupted Liao Chongwu and continued to sob. "Don't look back. Liao Chongwu, you...please let me cry for a while, please. Just let me cry for a while..."
"Yes. I obey your command." Liao Chongwu said hoarsely. He continued to ride his horse in the lonely mountains, while holding Zhong Minge's hand tighter.
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Zhong Ming'e was really crazy today. As soon as he entered the courtyard, before Liao Chongwu had time to tie up his horse, he was dragged into the study in the front yard. Then, without saying anything more nonsense, he started to take off his clothes. After taking off his own clothes, he roughly stripped Liao Chongwu's clothes. Then, Liao Chongwu also went crazy...
Since that night, the two have never been so close again. Firstly, it is really inconvenient. Although the palace is large, there is no place where they can enjoy themselves. Zhong Minge, as the master, cannot always go to Liao Chongwu's courtyard. Zhong Minge's bedroom is naturally more inconvenient. It was okay before, but since the two of them had such a relationship, they have naturally become extra cautious and alert, and dare not stay in the room for too long. Secondly, Zhong Minge is really afraid of pain. The first time he was injured, it took more than ten days to heal. Since then, Liao Chongwu has never been able to get close to him. Zhong Minge glared at him all day long, but Liao Chongwu still carefully served him and smiled for more than half a month. Zhong Minge's mood turned from cloudy to sunny, but apart from a few sneaky kisses, there was no other progress.
Liao Chongwu had been boiled into jerky these days. He was in his early thirties and was in the prime of his life. He had just tasted the taste and it was so delicious that he wanted to have sex. But Zhong Minge didn't allow him to do it, so Liao Chongwu naturally wouldn't force himself. He just kept on doing it until today, when he finally didn't have to suffer anymore. Moreover, Zhong Minge took the initiative to throw himself into his arms. Liao Chongwu was so excited that his eyes were bulging with blood. He just wished he could die on Zhong Minge's body.
"Your Highness! Your Highness!" When his emotions reached a peak, Liao Chongwu's voice became so rough that it didn't sound like a human voice. He seemed like a tiger descending from a mountain or a dragon entering the sea.
"Liao Chongwu, call, call my name," Zhong Ming'e felt dizzy, and there was no place on his body that felt safe or unmoved. His blurry eyes blinked as he stared at Liao Chongwu's Adam's apple that was sliding violently, "Call me, my name..."
"Ming, Ming'e!" Liao Chongwu called out in the most domineering and affectionate voice. He lowered his head and kissed Zhong Ming'e's wet eyes, "Ming'e, my...Ming'e..."
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That night.
The capital.
Prince Hui's Mansion.
Zou Shijie had been sitting in the lobby of the front yard for more than half an hour. His cup of tea went from hot to cold, but he still didn't wait for Zhong Minge to come. Instead, he alarmed Zou Shi, who was drinking medicine in the back house. After drinking the medicine, Zou Shi hurried to the front yard.
"Brother, why did you come here without saying anything?" Zou Shijie hurried into the hall. As soon as she saw Zou Shijie's gloomy face, she froze all over, then waved to the maid behind her, "Go down, I want to talk to brother."
"Yes, I'll take my leave." The little maid retreated respectfully.
"What about him?" Zou Shijie spoke coldly after the little maid left.
"Brother, you are overstepping your authority," Zou Shijie said as she sat down opposite him, holding her handkerchief, "He is a first-rank prince."
"Humph, from the first rank," Zou Shijie curled his lips coldly and sneered, "It can only be a from the first rank."
"I thought you came to congratulate His Highness on being named a prince," Zou looked unhappy, and said to Zou Shijie with a sullen face, "Brother, if you have nothing else to do, please go back. Come again tomorrow when His Highness comes back."
"He...always stays out all night like this?" Zou Shijie did not stand up. He still sat there, staring at Zou with a frown.
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