The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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As for Zhong Mingwei, he was really angry, but he was not angry with Ah Chou, but he was angry with himself. Ah Chou said in a word what the other man Han Xiangfu and commanded a woman to do something, but which of the other people could not work in the field. River fishing? He has no ability to cultivate fields and fish, and he is not a taste in his heart. Naturally, he is looking for work every day. One is to reduce the burden of A Chou, and the other is to find a balance in his own mind, but A Chou and He was wronged for him, but what is wrong with him? He just likes to do these scattered things, like to be busy and busy for this family and for Ah Chou. What's wrong with this?

"Don't burn, the soup will be boiled." A ugly whispered reminded Zhong Mingwei.

"Oh." Zhong Mingwei responded, using a fire fork to extinguish the fire in the stove.

"Zhong Mingwei, are you ... angry?" A Chou couldn't help but ask, "Did I say the wrong thing?"

Zhong Mingwei looked at Ah Chou ’s tight and tight lips, and his heart was distressed and irritable. He did n’t like A Chou ’s cautious expression. He hoped that in front of him, A Chou could always be lifted up in a majestic and angry manner. Compared to being looked up so nervously by Ah Chou, he really hopes that Ah Chou can look at him calmly and even step on him under his feet.

"New Year's Day, which kind of anger do I get angry?" Zhong Mingwei pursed her lips helplessly, while shoveling a sticky cake for Ahou, "Quickly eat, after eating, let's keep a good life."

"Well," Ahou was relieved. While eating the pancakes, he looked at Zhong Mingwei with a smile. "How did you stay old in the past?"

"In the Hall of Supreme Harmony, with the father and the emperor, the concubines of the harem, and other princes and princes," Zhong Mingwei also ate the pastry, and said slowly to A Chou that the past things were not mixed. What emotions seem to be telling other people ’s stories, “Every year ’s New Year ’s Eve, there will be a gala dinner in the palace. From the time of the last hour to the son, all the emperors and relatives will go to the palace to attend. To be out of the palace. "

"The palace dinner, three hours!" A scandal said, shocked, and asked in a hurry, "Three hours, how much delicious food?"

"You girl, I never forgot to eat," Zhong Mingwei couldn't help but hooked his lips, while reaching out and squeezing Ahou Baijinjin's cheek, he continued, "In fact, the dinner at the Palace is the most It ’s not tasty anymore. Rao is empty in the belly and very hungry. No one wants to eat more. "

"Why is that?" Ah Chou was puzzled. "The palace dinner, the things inside must be particularly delicious. In the past, Father Xie left me some pastry dumplings or something, I can't wait to swallow my tongue. Anyway, not to mention the food at the palace dinner, it must be better! "

"What if it's in front of Long live the Lord?" Zhong Mingwei still smiled and gently squeezed Ah Chou's rounded nose. "Will you still just want to eat?"

"If that's the case ..." A Chou tilted his head for a moment, and then shook his head when he was too busy, with a horrified look on his face, "Then I will definitely not eat it! I won't dare to use chopsticks!"

"Thinking of what came to you, what did you look scared of?" Zhong Mingwei said as he stood up, supported Kang Yaner, and climbed up to Kang.

"I think of the daughter of the Great Palace in the former Yanxi Palace," A Chou's face was shocked, and he helped Zhong Mingwei to sit down, and continued to chatter. "I saw the big maid in the screwdriver before, and my calves turned. I ’m just scared. If it ’s a long lived grandfather, should n’t I just be scared to death? Not to mention eating! "

"How did they bully you in the past?" Zhong Mingwei looked at Agou's appearance, and felt the pain in his heart. He clearly didn't want to expose Agui's old scars, but he couldn't help asking.

"I didn't bully me too much, but I am a person who is naturally timid, but whenever he meets a powerful master, he drums in his heart," A Chou mumbled, and took the veil and wiped their hands. "As soon as I saw someone's cross-nosed glares, I was so scared that I wanted to kneel," as he said, while A-Chou embarrassedly aimed at the man, and said in a straightforward way, "Are you talking about me like a natural slave?"

"So, when I have a fire and a stack of quilts, you can't bear it?" Zhong Mingwei whispered, pulling A Chou on his thigh.