Chapter 653

Liao Chongwu was standing at the gate of the palace, straighter than the stone lions on both sides of the gate. He looked at the two huge red lanterns under the eaves without expression, but his heart was about to spring out. His lips trembled slightly, and his voice could only be heard by himself: "one, two, three, four..."

When he counted to 188, Gao Zhiqi trotted out of the palace. Liao Chongwu was too busy to welcome him. He was too nervous to say: "he is the Lord of the county..."

"Brother Liao, the prince, please come in." Gao Zhiqi said with a smile, and now led Liao Chongwu into the palace.

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Dormitory.

When Liao Chongwu opened the door and came in, Zhong Minge was sitting on a soft couch reading a book. He should have just bathed, and the moon white middle coat was worn loosely on his body. His wet hair was so loose. When he heard the door open, his hand suddenly trembled, and the book in his hand fell to the ground, but he still firmly grasped it. He did not turn around to look at people However, he could not read what was written in the book for a long time, but his remaining light was always stuck on the visitor.

"I've seen your highness," Liao Chongwu went to Zhong Minge, kneeling on his knees, kowtowing and staring at the white ankle. The black satin upper only made his ankle look like white jade. Liao Chongwu could hardly breathe when he looked at the soft white one. When he spoke again, his voice was hoarse "I'm sorry," Your Highness Jin'an

"Get up," Zhong Minge finally put down the book in his hand. He tried not to let his emotions show. He watched Liao Chongwu get up from the ground, and watched Liao Chongwu's thoughts and thirst in his eyes. He was so busy that he turned his head, took a sip of the tea cup, and pointed to the opposite drum stool. "Don't pestle, sit down."

"Yes, thank you very much, your highness." Liao Chongwu wants to move the stool forward to get closer to Zhong Minge. He can't do anything out of his way to Zhong Minge, but he can smell more of Zhong Minge's breath when he is closer. He just looks at the silence on Zhong Minge's face, but he doesn't move the stool, so he sits down in a proper way.

Relatively speechless, Liao Chongwu stared at Zhong Minge without blinking, while Zhong Minge kept looking down at the tea cup in his hand. What's the beauty of the tea cup? But he didn't dare to look up. He was afraid of the blazing eyes on Liao Chongwu, and even more afraid of letting Liao Chongwu see his unpromising tears.

He really didn't make it. When he got his will and knew that he was going to the imperial mausoleum, he began to make it. Don't mention how hard he has been suffering these days. He has been working hard all the way, but he has a high spirit. It seems that he has always been a living dead man. Only then can he live so vividly and vividly. The farther away he is from the imperial city and the closer he is to the imperial mausoleum, the more he will live The more hopeless, today I saw the magnificent imperial mausoleum from afar. Almost all his heart would burst out, but how could he?

He is the first-class Princess Hui, or Or the man who is going to be a father, how can he be so indifferent for a man?

So, he did not go to the imperial mausoleum. Instead, he went directly to Xinggong. He soaked himself in cold water and tried to sober himself up. However, when Gao Zhiqi came in and reported that Liao Chongwu was still mad. He hurried out of the bath and could not clean his body. He rushed over with wet hair on his head.

Then, from the sound of knocking at the door, his eyes got wet.

He never thought about what Liao Chongwu meant to him, but at this time, he clearly knew that Liao Chongwu was the source of all the joy in his life. Without Liao Chongwu, he might live a smooth and dignified life, but he was destined to be a living dead man. Only Liao Chongwu could make him happy and let every inch of his skin and every head of his head Hair can take the risk of happiness.

"Your Majesty, you are thin." After a while, Liao Chongwu opened his mouth first, but he didn't have anything to say. Today, he is just a bodyguard guarding the imperial mausoleum. What can he say about the first grade Prince and the hall? But in his heart, he had countless words to say to Zhong Minge, but he didn't know where to start. In the face of Zhong Minge, he was always clumsy.