The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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Zhong Mingwei's face became more and more ugly. His lips shuddered for a long time before he could make a sound again: "You said ... Is there a big stone at the well?"

"Yeah, just put it by the well. Fortunately, it didn't freeze on the ground. It was picked up as soon as it was picked up. Otherwise, if it's a dark sky, I really don't know where to find such a big rock to break the ice and get the water. "Pang Yi was talking, frowning at Zhong Mingwei's knees, and he paused. He was very worried." His Royal Highness, I looked at your knees as if they were swollen again. I was afraid that it would be the wind on my way back. It ’s freezing, I ’ll hurriedly boil the hot water to cover your knees, do n’t sit down like this, and quickly cover the quilt, but do n’t be cold anymore. Let me show you the injury ... "

Zhong Mingwei saw Pang Yi ’s mouth open and closed, he knew Pang Yi was talking, but he could not hear anything, his brain had long been a mess, his ears were “buzzing” He could n’t really hear anything except for the sobbing so badly in his arms that night.

For a while, his eyes moved away from Pang Yi ’s open and closed mouth. His eyes smoothed through a mess of firewood. The bucket of water with ice **** in front of Kang finally fell on the head of Kang. On the old black cotton trousers, he bent over and gently reached the black cotton trousers and pulled them in front of him. He rubbed the black cotton trousers gently with his big hands. It took three days. I can imagine how wet these pants were at that time.

Zhong Mingwei's lips were trembling tremendously. At this moment, his hand, the powerful hand that had always been Kong Wu, was shaking timidly. At last, he still grabbed the black cotton pants and hugged him. Arms.

That girl was afraid that she would freeze to death?

In such a cold day, the body is inconvenient, and most of the body is wet with the water of the ice ball, can it not freeze? Can it be chilly? !

That day, as soon as he was at the gate, he saw that piece of ice, and he already guessed that this girl must be down the mountain to fetch water. As a result, she was mentioned in front of the door, but the foot slipped and fell, and the body was wet. I was afraid that he would see it, so I went back to the room and changed the dirty cotton jacket. I had only one pair of cotton trousers, so I did n’t have to change them at all, so I just wore wet trousers all day!

He was actually more angry than distressed at the time. He was so angry that he had to eat well water and had to go down the mountain to fetch water, but at this time, what else did he not understand?

Why did the wellhead suddenly put a big stone?

Why did the girl brave the snow to fetch water down the mountain?

...

How stupid and stupid is that girl, afraid of disturbing his dreams, and going to carry water down the mountain? !

How could there be such a person in this world? !

how can that be possible? !

Zhong Mingwei gritted his teeth, holding the black cotton pants in his arms tighter.

"Your Highness, are you hungry? Should I cook some dumplings for you? I just watched, there are still many dumplings on the table in the outer hall," Pang Yi said as he raised the lid, frowning. Looking at the sticky gnocchi soup inside, then rolled up his sleeves, picked up the spoon and basin on the pot, and scooped it out, "His Royal Highness, tonight you are alive ..."

"What are you doing?" Zhong Mingwei shouted suddenly, staring nervously at the small half-boiled noodle soup, and said sharply to Pang Yi, "What do you want to do ?!"

Pang Yi was taken aback. He looked at Zhong Mingwei's nervous and angry expression, and there was a "chuck" in his heart. He grew up with Zhong Mingwei, so he was used to him in the morning. Character, so at this moment, facing such a face, Pang Yi was a little scared in his heart, but more was puzzled.

He stood up pretendingly and explained to Zhong Mingwei: "His Royal Highness, I'm washing the pot. After washing the pot, I can cook dumplings for you ..."

"I'll eat this." Zhong Mingwei cut off Pang Yi's words and stared at the small half-boiled noodle soup without blinking his eyes. There was no hint of joke at all.

"This?" Pang Yi opened his mouth suddenly. He looked at the sticky lumps of soup, and then looked at Zhong Mingwei. Rao thought he shouldn't talk, but he still opened his mouth. "Your Highness, this side The lump soup is afraid that it has been put for several days, it should be broken. If you eat it, you may have to make a stomach, or let your subordinates cook dumplings for you ... "