The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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"I didn't know that I had such an exquisite mind, but it was difficult for Kong Weiwei's seven tricks," Chen Qingxuan's face was so full of smiles, Yun Qingfeng lightly looked at Kong Wenmin, who was ugly in front of him, "Just Kong Xiwei's Qiqiao Linglongxin is afraid to use the wrong place. If it is used on Miss Fang, it is afraid that Miss Fang has secretly promised Kong Shiwei Fang, and why is it that the Kong Weiwei reluctantly came to pick me up in this way? What about people going to the house? Kong Weiwei, did you say that? "

Miss Fang, Fang Chengyin, is the pearl of the palm of Master Zhifu.

"Chen Qingxuan, what do you mean by that ?!" Kong Wenmin's face suddenly stiffened, a face that had never been quiet, but at this time it was terribly ugly. He stepped forward and grabbed Chen Qingxuan's forehead. , Squinting at Chen Qingxuan, biting her teeth, "If you let me hear your denigrate again, I will not smash your mouth! See how you will be sharp and sharp!"

"I really understand Kong Weiwei's anger. It's just that if Kong Weiwei wants to smash my mouth, I'm afraid I have to pass the level of Master Zhifu first." He patted Kong Wenmin's hand and said to Kong Wenmin with a smile, "Kong Weiwei, it's not too early. I'm afraid it's not good for Master Zhifu to wait for a long time?"

"Humph!" Kong Wenmin snorted coldly, then shook his hand away suddenly, then turned and strode toward the carriage.

Chen Qingxuan followed behind him slowly, walked to the carriage, supported the door frame and got on the carriage, and the cat got into the carriage, but before he sat firmly, he heard a loud "drive" "Drive!", Before Chen Qingxuan reacted, he fell into the carriage as a whole, and the bones all over his body fell apart. He took a few breaths and tried to climb the carriage wall. When he got up, there was another "drive!" Came, followed by the horse hissing, running forward like crazy.

"Kong Wenmin! You are looking for death!" The next second, accompanied by another fall, Chen Qingxuan couldn't help but yelled, "Kong Wenmin, you stop me! Heard no!"

Kong Wenmin listened to the endless screams in the carriage, but did not go to the heart at all. Not only was he not angry, he also hummed the little song in a good mood, while driving the carriage, you ran leisurely in this pure white In the snow and ice.

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Pang Yi hardly slept last night, and was confused on the floor for a while, so he got busy, and today he had to go down the mountain to find a reliable Langzhong down the mountain. Before that, he still had a lot of things to do What.

Pang Yi rolled up the cover briskly, he washed the pot, then boiled a large pot of boiling water, washed all the clothes that Zhong Mingwei replaced, and then swept it in and out again. There are tableware and chopsticks that were not washed last night, unfurnished bedding, grain and oil rice noodles piled in the partial room, etc., waiting for him to sort it out, but it is not a heavy job, but really, for Pang Yi, These broken jobs are even more tiring.

After Pang Yi finished these things, it was already an hour later, and Zhong Mingwei was already awake. Pang Yi was so busy that Zhong Mingwei soaked a pot of jasmine, and apologized: "Your Highness, I I found a packet of jasmine, and later I will go down the mountain to buy you some hairy tips and come back. You will drink it first. "

"No, this is fine," Zhong Mingwei's spirit was much better than last night after a night of rest. While drinking a large bowl of jasmine tea in one breath, he handed the tea bowl over again. I pour a bowl. "

It's been a few days since I've had jasmine, and he really thought about the light fragrance.

"Yes," Pang Yi was too busy to take the rough porcelain bowl, poured another bowl to Zhong Mingwei, and then said, "His Royal Highness, shall I cook some dumplings for you?"

Zhong Mingwei did not speak, drinking a few sips of jasmine tea with his head down, then put down the tea bowl and looked up to Pang Yi: "Help me down."

"His Royal Highness, you can't go down now!" Pang Yi was anxious and busy. "His Royal Highness, what do you want to do, what do you want, just say to your subordinates, you don't need to be on your own ..."

"I want it to be convenient," Zhong Mingwei reluctantly cut Pang Yi's head, and pointed to the corner of the bed opposite the bed, "Here."