Zhong Weiwei slept in a daze, suddenly his body was cold, the quilt was lifted, and Chonghua's angry voice sounded at the same time:

"Zhong Weiwei, are you tired of your good life, and you start to have convulsions again?"

Zhong Weiwei opened his eyes tiredly and looked at Chonghua weakly.

There were a thousand words to say, but they couldn't say a word when they all came to her lips, and she looked at him in silence without saying a word.

In Chonghua's eyes, it is the appearance that oil and salt do not enter, and soft and hard do not eat.

Looking at her face again, she was really not energetic, and his anger suddenly leaked cleanly.

He sat down on the edge of the bed and whispered, "Don't make a fuss. ”

Zhong Weiwei wanted to throw herself into his arms and tell him all the worries and pains of these days, but she knew she couldn't.

Chonghua is not only her lover, her senior brother, and her majesty, he is also the monarch of the country of Li, the king of Zhongxing who bears the heavy responsibility of the rise and fall of a country.

She didn't want to be his weakness, she didn't want him to see her miserable face when she was dying.

I don't want to be sick before I die, I am sick, haggard and ugly, unable to walk, unable to take care of myself, and even relying on others for the convenience of excretion.

I'd rather he hate her, I'd rather he thought she was finding fault, supported by hatred, although sad, there was still hope, because he wanted revenge.

If you see her die in front of him, the desperate person is the real lifeless.

Zhong Weiwei forced himself to lie still steadily, forcing his tone to be indifferent and arrogant: "Am I messing around, Your Majesty knows it in your heart." ”

Chonghua frowned: "What do you mean?" ”

Zhong Weiwei said: "I've been thinking about it these days, and I still want to know who Youyou's biological mother is. ”

Chonghua was furious: "What kind of wind are you smoking?" Did you listen to what someone said to you? We said we wouldn't mention it. ”

Zhong Weiwei snorted coldly: "You also said that as long as I am happy, I can keep my senior brother in the capital if I want, I don't know who sent someone to keep an eye on him, and I have to play tricks when I make a dress, lest others don't know that you are in a high position and power, and it is very interesting to use money to smash people?" ”

It's for He Lingyi again!

Chonghua trembled with anger, when he made clothes for He Lingyi, he did play tricks, but it was just to disgust He Lingyi, and He Lingyi did no less similar things than him.

Why didn't Zhong Weiwei see it? Did you see him deal with He Lingyi?

Send someone to stare at He Lingyi and Zhong Hao, to a greater extent, for Zhong Hao, right?

He was worried that someone would be unfavorable to Zhong Yuan, so he deliberately drew the people of the Thirteen Guards to stare there, but in fact, he didn't pay much attention to He Lingyi, the focus was on protecting Zhong Yuan.

Now it has become his sin.

Chonghua is willing to explain two sentences when he is happy, and he is too lazy to explain when he is unhappy, and he will only be more angry when he is wronged, and he said angrily: "Since you think so, then it is better to be like this." ”

At this time, it was getting late, the house had not yet turned on the lights, and there were a few rays of sky light through the window, and Chonghua's face was half in the light and half in the dark, as clear as a silhouette.

Zhong Weiwei clearly saw that his good-looking lips were trembling slightly, obviously angry.

In the end, he hasn't quarreled for too long, so he can't stand it even after two sentences, and he is angry like this.

Zhong Weiwei wanted to add fuel to the fire and say a few words, and take the opportunity to make things bigger.

But seeing Chonghua like this, he couldn't bear it in his heart, and he couldn't open his mouth anymore, so he simply turned over, turned his back to Chonghua, and didn't say a word.

Chonghua sat silently for a while, and wanted to push her several times, pull her up and make it clear, but he still had reason and knew that he couldn't make any more trouble, so he got up angrily and walked out, smashing the temple door as he left.

Zhong Weiwei's heart was suddenly pounding by the loud noise, and tears flowed all over his face.

Chonghua's roar came from the door, and I don't know which palace person didn't have long eyes, and just hit his knife.

The palace people's begging for mercy, Chonghua's temper tantrum and scolding voices, and Zhao Hongtu and Aunt Qian's terrified persuasion all reached Zhong Weiwei's ears.

She pulled up the quilt to cover her head, and shrank into the quilt little by little, wishing that she would fall asleep again, sleep and die, and never have to worry about these things again.

Chonghua didn't return all night, and Zhong Weiwei didn't sleep all night.

At dawn, Xiaotang ran in to see her and whispered, "The eldest son of the emperor has woken up and wants to come and sleep with you." Peeking at her face: "Would you like to?" ”

Zhong Weiwei said: "What's unwilling? ”

Although she made a fuss about who her biological mother was, she didn't hate it because of it, and she wanted to do it.

If she behaves like something related to it, she will definitely be sad and guilty all the time in the future, right? That's not what she wanted.

Xiaotang breathed a sigh of relief and shouted, and Qingying immediately sent it in again.

Wearing only underwear again, he "slipped" into Zhong Weiwei's arms, lay down close to her, and whispered as if remedy: "Aunt Wei, I miss you." ”

"I want to do it again, too." Zhong Weiwei replied to him.

Her small body was warm and soft, with the peculiar smell of a child, she unconsciously relaxed, and her already tired spirit could no longer hold on, and she fell asleep again.

He didn't dare to move again, stared at the top of the tent with his eyes open for a while, and followed Zhong Weiwei to sleep.

In his sleep, he saw a woman in white walking towards him, bowed her head and kissed him lightly on the forehead, hugged him gently, called him baby, heart and liver baby, and said sorry, and said that she was his mother.

He looked at the woman with anticipation and joy, and finally saw her face clearly, it was Zhong Xinran, the senior aunt who had only met a few times.

I woke up again, and my little heart was full of heavy thoughts.

Why did he have such dreams one after another? Auntie, is it really his mother-in-law?

Is it true? Then why doesn't Daddy recognize his aunt?

Is it because you don't want to make Aunt Wei sad?

Although I longed for A-Niang, I didn't want Aunt Wei to be sad.

He decided not to mention it again and kept it in his heart.

At noon, Zhong Weiwei woke up, and woke up early, sat on the side and stared at her, and smiled at her flatteringly when she woke up: "Aunt Wei, are you hungry?" ”

Zhong Weiwei smiled sweetly: "Hungry, hungry again?" ”

He carefully observed her expression again, and saw that she did not look bored at all, so he happily threw himself over and hugged her, and said loudly: "Hungry, hungry!" ”

Zhong Weiwei got up and asked people to bring food, she only ate half a bowl of porridge as usual, and ate a little meat stubbornly, and it took a long time to endure the nausea.

After that, she never went out again, and kept in the house with peace of mind to accumulate energy.

Chonghua came back twice, the first time was by pretending that something had fallen in the house, and then coming back to rummage around and test her reaction. (To be continued.) )