Five-year-pregnant concubine: the emperor's favor is too much

Chapter 292 One Person's Cold War 2
"Did the mother quarrel with the father?" Mu Mu came to this amazing conclusion after a long time.

Everyone in the room was laughing, and the people who laughed at him were big ghosts.

"No, the queen mother never quarrels, it's because your father is not feeling well and doesn't want to eat, be good, come and let's eat." Hong'er hugged Mu Mu on the stool again, and put a lot of vegetables into his bowl.

"Mother, Mumu can't eat so much." Mumu looked at the mountains of vegetables in her bowl and began to complain in a low voice.

Hong'er suddenly came back to her senses, only to realize that she had been distracted just now.

So for this meal, Hong'er didn't say anything, just ate quietly, and Mumu also ate quietly.

"Empress mother, is the emperor's illness still not cured?"

"Oh"

"Then there is no other way. The queen mother will take good care of the father tonight. Mumu is going to play." After Mumu finished speaking, she sighed like an adult, patted Hong'er on the shoulder, took the nurse's hand and went out played.

Hong'er wanted to stop sleeping with him to avoid embarrassment, but he has learned to make decisions on his own, so she was speechless.

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At night, Hong'er was alone on the bed, tossing and turning, thinking about some things was annoying.

He hasn't come back yet, where has he gone, and whether he will come back or not.

It's really annoying, why should I worry about him, why do I care, it's none of my business whether he comes back or not.

Hong'er covered her head with the quilt, and forced herself not to think about those things, but the more she stopped thinking about it, the more she thought about it.

Just then, the door creaked and opened.

Hong'er pricked up her ears, and she heard his somewhat chaotic footsteps, and then a strong smell of alcohol hit her.

He came back and drank?
Hong'er swished out of the quilt and hid in the corner of the bed—drinking and having sex, she didn't want to be raped by him again—whatever.

"Are you afraid of me? Hehe" Xue Qingcheng lay drunk on the bed, but did not approach her.Just quietly laughing alone.

"You're crazy, you're still drinking so much wine before you recover from your illness." Hong'er gave him a look of contempt, but she was still vaguely worried about him.

"Are you worried about me?" Xue Qingcheng suddenly turned over, facing Hong'er's direction, smiling evilly.

"..." Hong'er didn't know what to say to him, he was probably very sad, forget it, don't provoke him anymore.

"Don't worry, this little wine is nothing." Xue Qingcheng said casually, her eyes were a little hazy.

"Don't worry, go to bed quickly, don't you have to get up early tomorrow?" Hong'er pulled the quilt to cover him, and with the lesson of that day, she never dared to let him not cover the quilt again, to see if he was sick so serious.

"Don't care about me." Xue Qingcheng suddenly lifted the quilt and let her body be exposed to the air.

"What are you going crazy about?" Hong'er looked at the quilt he had thrown off, she was speechless, and she kindly covered him up, and he was like this, really thinking that she had no temper.

"I'm crazy. I'm so crazy that I don't know myself anymore." Xue Qingcheng smiled wryly, feeling very sad in her heart, the scenes of the past made her feel like she was a one-man show, it was really sad.

"So, why do you have to force it." Hong'er squatted at the corner of the bed, and sighed helplessly.There is no right or wrong in love, but loving the wrong person is self-inflicted pain, even if others want to help, they are powerless.

To say that I am not a cruel person, but I really can't force this kind of thing.

(End of this chapter)