The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Concubine Shu's resentment is not without reason. Concubine Zhao Gui is not yet forty, so it is not impossible to have another child. She already has two sons by her side. If she gives birth to another son and a half daughter, then in the next week Where in the harem of the imperial dynasty is there a foothold for the two of them? Moreover, the third concubine is now pregnant again, maybe she is pregnant with the eldest grandson of Lord Long Live, the third prince, the master of the East Palace, probably has not escaped.

But it is clear that the third prince got married three years later than the second prince, but there was no movement in the second prince's mansion. Concubine Shu was always worried that she would die of anxiety, but the third prince's mansion had nowhere to go except for a girl, so Concubine Shu She has always been able to hold her breath, but this day, she couldn't hold her breath any longer, not only could she not hold her breath, all her worries and resentment over the years had all burst out.

This rebel...

Concubine Shu gritted her teeth tightly, so she didn't let herself growl. She is not Concubine Zhao, she doesn't have such a noble background, and she doesn't have such a charming face. She makes such a big fuss in the harem, but turning her face can fascinate Long live Lord Turning around, so she can only bear it all the time, for her own sake, but also for her son, that rebellious son that she loves and hates...

Mother Concubine, Zhong Ming'e came out of the Buddhist hall half an hour later, dragged his knees that were already stiff and numb, and entered the Nuan Pavilion. In front of the couch, he knelt down again with a plop, Mother Concubine, please kill me...

Kill you to death? Concubine Shu sneered, staring at Zhong Ming'e's sweaty face, Concubine Shu felt distressed and loathed, Do you think I never thought of killing you?!

Concubine Mother! Zhong Ming'e sniffed vigorously, raised his head slowly, met Concubine Shu's gloomy eyes, and when he spoke again, his voice was crying, Concubine Mother, I know I Damn it! I know I've embarrassed you! I know I'm not filial! But Concubine Mu, what do you want me to do...

What should I do? Concubine Shu was so angry that her chest heaved violently, she grabbed Zhong Ming'e's chest, gritted her teeth and said, Why don't you want to touch such a beautiful woman as Zou? Why can't you?! You are too big You have been married for seven years, and you haven't even touched the corner of Zou's skirt, but fortunately, Zou is a shameless person, otherwise you, the second prince, still have the face to go in and out of the palace all day long?!

Mother and concubine! I don't want to do this either! But I was born like this, what do you want me to do?! Zhong Ming'e burst into tears, with tears running down his face. He stretched his neck and looked at Shu in front of him with blurred eyes concubine.

If you speak louder, it's better to let everyone in the palace know that you are abnormal! Concubine Shu said angrily, but seeing Zhong Ming'e's teary eyes, she finally slowed down her voice, All twenty He's a five-year-old old man, and he cries like a child.

Zhong Ming'e was sad and sad at the same time, Concubine Shu was so angry when she heard the good news from the second prince, did he feel that way? Doesn't he want to have children? Don't you want to be the first to give birth to this significant grandson of the emperor?

But what use is he? !

Zhong Ming'e suddenly hugged Concubine Shu's legs, leaned on Concubine Shu's legs, and cried Woooo, Concubine Shu's heart was about to break, just like the fragments all over the ground. The son she loves and hates, she is really exhausted physically and mentally.

Having cried enough, Zhong Ming'e sat on the other side of the soft couch, staring at the broken porcelain pieces on the floor in a daze.

Is it really not possible? Concubine Shu was also speechless for a long time. After a while, she slowly turned her face away, looked at Zhong Ming'e, and asked in a low voice.

Zhong Ming'e didn't speak, and shook his head slowly after a while, sighed softly, wiped his face vigorously with his hands, and sighed: It's all my fault, it's useless to blame me.

Then... what if it is medicine? After a pause, Concubine Shu said with some difficulty, Didn't it mean that there are many places outside that... that kind of elixir?