The Emperor's Beloved Ugly Girl

"Do you want to drink now?" A Chou looked at the smile on his face, somehow, but he felt a pain in his heart. The man was in his thirties, and in his middle age, he fell into such a situation again. No one hurt him anymore, no one doted on him anymore. In the desolate place where the grass meets the sky, he has only her now.

"No," Zhong Mingwei shook his head, pursed his lips at ah Chou, and some of them wriggled, "I just want to have some red bean porridge."

"Ah?" A Chou didn't think of it. He was dazed.

"Didn't you just say there was half a pot of red bean porridge?" Zhong Mingwei said again, with a rare embarrassment, "I want to drink more."

"Oh..." Ah Chou answered, then got out of bed and went to the kitchen with a bowl of wilted head.

After a while, ah Chou came back, a little embarrassed. With a small bowl of red bean porridge, he sat on the edge of the bed and stirred the red bean porridge gently: "just When we were having dinner just now, I and I didn't resist drinking After drinking most of the bowls, there are so many left now... "

Zhong Mingwei looked at the half bowl of red bean porridge. His lips suddenly tightened. His heart was on fire. But he could not catch the fire against ah Chou, who was drooping. For a while, his lips softened little by little. He looked at ah Chou's eyes, which were already slightly red. He whispered, "let's have dinner together. It's delicious for two people."

"Oh." Ah Chou's voice was a little hoarse. She dared not say anything more. She was so busy that she scooped up a spoonful of red bean porridge and sent it to Zhong Mingwei. Watching Zhong Mingwei eat the spoonful of red bean porridge, she relaxed gently.

"You also drink," Zhong Mingwei said to ah Chou, "the warm red bean porridge is better than the hot porridge."

"Really?" Ah Chou took it seriously. She scooped up a spoon and ate it. With the smiling eyes of Zhong Mingwei, she knew that she had been cheated. She only ate it after blowing the temperature. How could it be different? Ah Chou scolds himself for being stupid. At present, the red bean porridge in his mouth doesn't go up or down. At last, under the gaze of Zhong Mingwei, he takes the porridge with great effort.

"Is it delicious?" Zhong Mingwei asked her with a smile.

Ah Chou just ignored him, and then scooped up a big spoon of red bean porridge and fed it into the man's mouth. The porridge was not hot, and she didn't worry about scalding him at all.

"Take another bite," said Zhong Mingwei, raising his eyes to ah Chou, after swallowing the porridge in his mouth. "You like to eat more sweet ones

"Which of your eyes can tell that I like sweet food?" Ah Chou muttered to himself, but he took a spoonful of red bean porridge and ate it himself. Then he took another spoonful and fed it into Zhong Mingwei's mouth

"I am a big man's family, where would I like to eat sweet?"

"Hard talk! Eat me! "

……

Ningguta in May, in the dark evening, in the open and simple house, on the huge board bed, two people's children usually share a little sweet with you and me.

Jiasheng's capital in May 5, 2002.

Ci Ning palace.

Since the crown prince was dismissed, the Empress Dowager Xu's family has been unable to afford the disease. Long live Ye Zhong Zhiheng is a dutiful son. He will go to the palace of CI Ning to serve the Empress Dowager's medicine when he is free. However, whenever the Empress Dowager sees him, his condition will get worse and worse. Later, long live ye will not go much. Today is Dragon Boat Festival. Zhong Zhiheng will go to the Empress Dowager to ask for her good.