"Is it?" Zhong Minge said softly. He put the tea cup on the small table, and then raised his head slightly. He looked at Liao Chongwu from his hair. Then his nose was suddenly sour. He lowered his head again. When he spoke again, the voice was lighter. "You're thin, too."

"No," Liao Chongwu said in a hushed voice as he hurriedly adjusted his armor. "Just because the armor doesn't fit well, it looks thin."

No, you weren't like this before. When you stood there, it was like a hill. But now, you can't even hold up your armor, and your cheeks are sunken.

Zhong Minge's lips trembled so much that his heart ached to the extreme. He clenched his hands in his sleeve and tried to hold back his tears. After a while, he managed to calm down his emotions. He then said, "since I have already saluted, I'll go back. It's not early."

Liao Chongwu stands up silently, bows to Zhong Minge deeply, and then bows out. Today, he can see Zhong Minge, and he is very satisfied. He is really satisfied. He can see his people, hear his voice, and even his clothes may be stained with his breath

He's really satisfied.

One, two, three

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Zhong Minge went away. His chest heaved more and more. When Liao Chongwu's hand was on the door, Zhong Minge suddenly turned around and said, "Liao Chongwu!"

The hand on the door suddenly froze. For a while, Liao Chongwu slowly turned around. Looking at Zhong Minge, he looked at himself at a loss. His heart was going to crack. He wanted to run away and hold him in his arms. He said every word in his stomach to him. But he could only stand in the same place and have roots in his heels.

"Your Highness, what else can I do for you?" Liao Chongwu is respectful.

"No It's nothing, "Zhong Minge turned his head in a hurry. After impulse, he was full of chagrin and bitterness. He unconsciously pinched his fingernails and whispered," don't drink too much wine and hurt yourself. "

Since Liao Chongwu came in, Zhong Minge's chest was full of strong wine smell. He knew the source of the wine smell, so he tried hard to smell it. He was a non drinker, but he could also smell it. It was the taste of burning knives. In the past, Liao Chongwu also drank burning knives.

"You Don't you miss me at all? " Facing the thin and thin back, Liao Chongwu couldn't help it any more. His lips trembled. He knew that he was really cowardly and didn't look like an old man, but he couldn't help it. He was going crazy!

"What do I want you to do?" Zhong Minge's neck is stiff, his eyes are staring at the eldest. He stares directly at the painted beams, and sneers at each word with gouging heart. "I'm living a better life now. I don't know where I'm better than when you're here. My father will take me seriously and look at me......" Speaking of this, Zhong Minge gasped for a few mouthfuls, tried to swallow her saliva, and then continued, "I'm going to be a father, and a great future awaits me. I What do I want you to do? Without you, I I'm fine! "

"Really?" Liao Chongwu said softly, stretching out his hand to wipe his face. He said that he was not a real man. His scarlet eyes looked at the straight back. After a while, Liao Chongwu turned around again, put his hand on the door, and said softly, "well, I wish your highness a happy life and a happy life."

When he finished speaking, Liao Chongwu opened the door, but he couldn't go out at all. The oppressive cry behind him seemed to be sharp sword Sheng stabbing him in the heart. He closed the door again, and then walked to Zhong Minge step by step. The man who had a sharp mouth was already out of breath.

"Your Highness, your highness," said Liao Chongwu, unable to speak. He knelt tremblingly in front of the soft couch, reaching for Zhong Minge's untidy hair and choking, "Minge, don't do that."