The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

The original heavy breathing gradually calmed down, Qin Chong's dark eyes looked at Gu Qingtong without blinking, and at the sparkle in her eyes, after a while, he nodded slightly.

Okay, then let's make a deal, Gu Qingtong nodded hurriedly, pointing his head up again, and said to Qin Chong with a bluffing face, God can hear our agreement today clearly, Qin Chong, You can't go back on your word.

Qin Chong didn't answer Gu Qingtong's words, but suddenly said: Gu Qingtong, do you want to hear my story?

When he said this, he was a little nervous and a little expectant, looking at Gu Qingtong timidly like a child.

I want to hear it, but not now, Gu Qingtong said, and while supporting Qin Chong to sit back on the bed, he got up and went out the door. While Qin Chong was waiting anxiously, he watched Gu Qingtong come in with a casserole in both hands, put it on Put it on the bedside table, then lifted the lid of the casserole and smiled at Qin Chong, Now, the most important thing for you is to drink more bowls of chicken soup. I have been stewing it all morning.

The smell of chicken soup came to his nostrils, Qin Chong looked at the casserole full of stewed chicken soup with angelica and red dates, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

You must be hungry, right? I'm going to get you a bowl right now, just wait. Gu Qingtong also saw Qin Chong's red eyes, couldn't help but sighed again, got up in a hurry and went out, leaving behind Qin Chong was alone with a pot of chicken soup.

Qin Chong blinked vigorously. He was really hungry. After such a fuss, it lasted more than half a night. It is conceivable that his physical strength was exhausted. At this time, facing the pot of chicken soup, the saliva in his mouth stopped at all. If he couldn't get down, he couldn't wait for Gu Qingtong to come back, so he roughly tore off a chicken leg, and stuffed it into his mouth in a hurry, regardless of whether it was hot or not.

As soon as the delicious, soft and rotten chicken came into his mouth, Qin Chong's eyes became even redder, and he couldn't help it anymore, tears fell down, and he ate the chicken leg while crying. down.

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Jiasheng thirty-fourth June sixteenth

Royal study.

Zhao Ruhai came in with the Anshen Soup that had just been boiled. Zhong Zhiheng was already lying on the dragon table and seemed to be asleep. On Zhong Zhiheng's body, Zhong Zhiheng has had a hard time sleeping at night recently, and it is not easy to take a nap like this, so Zhao Ruhai didn't dare to disturb him, it was only when the blanket was put on Zhong Zhiheng's body, Zhong Zhiheng woke up, and he was sleeping Sitting up while yawning.

Damn the servant, it's all because the servant is inconsiderate and woke up the Lord Long Live. Zhao Ruhai was so busy picking up the blanket that fell on the ground that he confessed to Zhong Zhiheng.

Okay, I didn't really fall asleep anyway, Zhong Zhiheng yawned again, and while looking at the gloomy window, he asked casually, What time is it?

Long live Lord, it's about time, Zhao Ruhai folded the blanket and put it back on the soft couch, and brought the Anshen Soup to Zhong Zhiheng, and said respectfully, Long live Lord, it's getting late, you drink After drinking the soothing soup, go back to the bedroom and rest.

Zhong Zhiheng didn't speak, reached out to take the Anshen Soup, took a sip, but couldn't finish it, put down the bowl, frowned and said: Who made this Anshen Soup? Why is it so bitter?

I report to the Lord Long Live, it's Imperial Physician Deng, Zhao Ruhai was so busy that he brought tea to rinse Zhao Ruhai's mouth, and explained, The God of Long Live's Anshen Soup has always been made by the head of the Qin Academy. No, it’s inevitable that I don’t know what Long Live Lord likes, and I blame the servant for not explaining this to him early in the morning. After a while, the servant will go to the Imperial Hospital.”

Zhong Zhiheng took the veil from Zhao Ruhai's hand and wiped his mouth. Just as Zhao Ruhai was about to leave with the rest of the calming soup, Zhong Zhiheng suddenly said, Ruhai, tell me if I'm a cold-hearted and unkind man! of?