On Chonghua's left back, near his heart, a dark purple scar abruptly stretched across it, destroying the perfection of his body.

Zhong Weiwei can't remember having such a scar before.

And before, Chonghua deliberately *naked* in front of her several times, and only faced her with his front and didn't let her see his back.

The scar is half a foot long, like a centipede, ugly and hideous, and a little further up, where the heart is.

It must have been painful and bleeding a lot.

Zhong Weiwei also wanted to get closer and take a closer look.

Chonghua suddenly submerged in the water, and said a little unhappily: "You go back." ”

Didn't you do everything you could to tease her just now?

Suddenly unhappy again?

Zhong Weiwei put down the veil, turned around and left.

However, he was always too curious, and couldn't help asking, "What's the matter with the injury on Your Majesty's back?" ”

Chonghua ignored her, grabbed a robe and put it on, neatly stepped out of the bathtub, and walked towards the dragon bed.

This time he had covered himself tightly, leaving only her two slender and toned calves.

Zhong Weiwei pursed his lips and reached out to open the curtain, but heard him say behind him: "It's ugly? If you don't think it's ugly, you can say it clearly. ”

Zhong Wei was a little speechless.

But I think that this person is very stinky and beautiful, and he can't tolerate the slightest inappropriateness in his clothes.

Of course, I can't tolerate such a perfect body and such an ugly scar that came out of nowhere.

For a stinky and beautiful man, wouldn't calling him ugly cost him his life?

She said very sincerely: "It's not that good-looking. ”

Chonghua turned his head and was angry: "Zhong Weiwei! ”

"Does Your Majesty want to be duplicitous?" Zhong Weiwei tried to keep his eyes open, with a sincere and innocent expression.

She actually wanted to say that as long as he didn't provoke her and treated her sincerely, she would never find him ugly.

Even if he lacks an eye, a lame leg and a missing arm, he is the best in her eyes.

Chonghua endured and endured, and in the end he didn't say anything, but threw something at her: "Here you go." ”

Zhong Weiwei caught it, and his arms were pressed straight down.

She let out an "ouch" and withdrew her hand, and the thing fell to the ground with a long, melodious sound.

It turned out to be the sword that Taizu gave to Wei.

Zhong Wei was happy, bent down to pick it up, and gestured again: "It's quite heavy, it's made of dark iron." ”

Chonghua leaned on the head of the bed, his clothes were half-open, his demeanor was graceful, and he said slowly: "Good vision." ”

Zhong Weiwei couldn't see him like this, so he deliberately looked away from him: "King Qi must have lost badly?" ”

Chonghua was very dissatisfied when he saw that she refused to look at him, and sneered: "This kind of idiot question still needs to be asked?" ”

Then she won't ask.

Zhong Weiwei smiled and asked Chonghua: "Was this sword given to Weichen, and it was left to Weichen to dispose of?" ”

Chonghua "hum~", indicating that she asked a lot of questions.

Zhong Weiwei triumphantly dragged the sword out.

It was already dawn and there were many people coming and going in the camp.

Two small eunuchs dragged the accompanying imperial physician and hurried to the south of the camp.

On the south side of the camp lived King Qi, and Zhong Weiwei glanced at one of the guards closest to her.

The guards immediately stepped forward to stop the two little eunuchs: "What are you doing?" ”

The little eunuch was very fierce: "I was ordered by the emperor to summon the imperial doctor to see His Royal Highness King Qi!" If you don't want to cause trouble, get out of here! ”

It turns out that King Qi was injured, he was made by Chonghua's black hands, right?

Zhong Weiwei motioned for the guards to let go of the little eunuch, dragged the sword behind them, and went to the southern camp.

King Qi has his own people, and when he saw Zhong Weiwei swaggering over, he naturally refused to let her in.

Zhong Weiwei didn't force it, dragged the sword to the ground, swaggered around King Qi's camp, and then dragged the sword and turned back.

Many people saw it along the way, and they all laughed meaninglessly.

Half of King Qi's face was swollen and shiny, and one foot was broken, and his foot and neck were so swollen that he couldn't walk half a step.

Because it hurts, it's very irritable.

Thinking that all this was due to Chonghua, he would actually lose to that hillbilly, and lose so miserably, he was even more irritable.

scolded the imperial doctor: "Lightly, lightly!" Ouch, are you trying to murder this king? Go down and come with a little more hands and feet! ”

His henchman came in and whispered: "Zhong Tongshi came here just now, dragged the Taizu Sword given to His Highness by the Taishi on the ground, went around the camp for a week, and went back. ”

King Qi was furious: "What does she mean? ”

The henchmen don't dare to explain, what does it mean, isn't this obvious?

Of course, it is to show off and insult His Royal Highness King Qi.

What kind of sword given by Taizu, what kind of good things passed down by Wei's ancestors, not only lost to His Majesty the Emperor as a lottery, but also was given to people by His Majesty the Emperor.

The man was arrogant enough to drag him to the ground and run up to him to slap him in the face.

King Qi kicked away the beauty who helped him rub his ankles, and said hatefully: "What an emperor, what a Zhong Weiwei!" ”

The henchman stepped forward and whispered an idea to him: "Even if it has been given to Wei, it is also a treasure given by Taizu, how can Zhong Weiwei be so slow and disrespectful?"

Why doesn't Your Highness make a big deal out of this matter and let the clan and the ministers judge it? ”

King Qi smiled coldly: "Good idea." ”

Zhong Weiwei returned to the tent and woke up again, but refused to get up and lay on the bed.

Aunt Qian tempted him with a lot of delicious food, but he refused to look at it, looking aggrieved and unloved.

Seeing Zhong Weiwei entering, Aunt Qian hurriedly reminded again: "Look, your Aunt Wei is back." ”

He turned his head to look at Zhong Weiwei again, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he quickly turned his back to her, motionless.

Aunt Qian reminded Zhong Weiwei in a whisper: "I saw that you and Xiaotang didn't come back yesterday, so I have been angry until now, I didn't eat dinner, and I refused to eat breakfast." ”

Zhong Weiwei sighed, she is not his own mother, let alone his father, why is she so clingy.

took the food from Aunt Qian's hand, and sat on the edge of the bed and tasted it slowly.

While eating, he described: "This milk cake is made of deer milk raised in the paddock, it is so sweet, I have eaten it the year before last." ”

"This fried quail, although it is not as good as my craft, is barely edible."

"Yo, the red wild fruits, sweet and sour, you can't eat them in the capital, and there is no such variety in Cangshan."

The sound of swallowing saliva came loudly.

Zhong Weiwei pretended not to hear, put the food next to the bed, and said to himself, "I haven't washed my face yet, I caught a hare for someone, I accidentally got lost, and I finally found it back, but I ignored me, which is sad." ”

"Liar!" He whispered again.

Zhong Weiwei stood still and smiled slightly: "Are you talking about me?" (To be continued.) )