The Emperor's Beloved Ugly Girl

"But you only have one bowl?" Ah Chou frowned, a little unhappy. "You ate two bowls yesterday, obviously."

Zhong Mingwei didn't mean to say that he didn't have enough. He just repeated, "you eat."

The sweet red bean porridge is really delicious. He is reluctant to eat it. He wants to keep it for a Chou. The girl says to go back to the kitchen and eat it. He doesn't believe it. He is afraid that the girl will not eat it if she wrongs her.

"Oh," ah Chou had to scoop a spoonful of red bean porridge and put it into his mouth. As soon as he ate it, his brow was even more wrinkled. She stared at Zhong Mingwei discontentedly. "Isn't it delicious? Why do you eat this? It's hard not to You are so old that you are picky about food? "

Zhong Mingwei was a little embarrassed, coughed twice, and then said, "I've been lying for a long time, but I can't feel hungry. My stomach is always swollen."

"Oh, then I'll knead your stomach after eating porridge." Ah Chou was so busy eating porridge that he didn't care that the spoon was just in and out of Zhong Mingwei's mouth.

Zhong Mingwei watched the girl devour and didn't eat at all, but how did he feel when he saw it lovely.

Yes, lovely.

He never thought that he would use the word. At this time, he looked at ah Chou and naturally thought of the word, which was a bit pretentious or even shabby.

He looked at ah Chou's agitated cheeks, bright eyes, like a greedy little squirrel. He could not help but hook his lips. He said to himself, it seems that this girl is a sugar eater.

In fact, he used to like to eat sugar. When he was a child, he ate horseshoe cake, crispy pastry and milk tea. Later, when he was older, he knew his identity, so he didn't like eating in front of others. He usually hid in the study and ate it. The old mammy who pulled him up hurt him the most. When he entered the study, he was furtive It's the tacit agreement between the master and the servant formed over the years. Later, when the old mother went, the tacit agreement was broken. At that time, he was a boy of 167. Naturally, he would not cultivate such a naive tacit agreement with anyone, so he would not eat sweets.

Later, when he got married at the age of 18, I remember that when he was newly married, one day he went back to the house from outside and passed by the kitchen. He looked at a group of people in the kitchen. They were very busy. He asked casually. The young man smiled and told him that it was the prince's concubine who cooked and washed his hands for soup. He thought it was interesting, so he quietly leaned over to the kitchen. Only two steps were taken Listen to Ding's way to the Cook: "Your Highness doesn't eat sugar. Don't brush honey for this roasted rabbit meat."

Then, his feet stopped, and then, without looking back, he went into the study.

He didn't remember what kind of meal he had that day. He only remembered a big table full of cold dishes, soup and pastry, without any sweetness.

……

"What's the matter? All the time? " Ah Chou rubbed his stomach gently for Zhong Mingwei, looked at him all the time, endured for a long time before he asked, "what do you want? Is it so trance? "

"Nothing. It's all old stuff." Zhong Mingwei said in a soft voice, feeling the small hands rubbing back and forth on his abdomen, carefully avoiding the bedsore on his abdomen, Zhong Mingwei sighed comfortably.