The Emperor's Beloved Ugly Girl

"What can I do?" Duan Feihong sighed a long time, scratched the gray and white hair on the sideburns, and said helplessly, "Zhao Guifei's front foot just shoved her over, and the back foot urged the long live master to let Lan'er go to Ning pagoda, so obviously, do we have to pretend to be confused? Forget it. Let her go. "

"This is To make sure that Lan'er marries the old prince, let the girl keep an eye on her. "Madame Duan takes a breath of air conditioning," she is going to tie Duan's door to the old prince's broken ship, and never turn over again! "

"As long as you know it," Duan Feihong said wearily, "now, we have to follow Princess Zhao's wishes. We can save our lives somehow."

Madame Duan's tears came down again, whimpering and wringing her veil. She was sleepless all night.

The next day.

A Chou still gets up in the dark. After chopping wood and cooking water, he has been busy for an hour. After a night's rest, a Chou's waist begins to ache again. I don't know if it's because of her long stature. She's always prone to body ache, and she still doesn't sleep enough. Last night, she had a few more cramps. A Chou's teeth bared for most of the night. At this time, people were drooping.

He brought the prepared meal into the main hall. Ah Chou arranged the meal and was about to quit when Duan Feihong stopped him.

"Master, you call me?" Seeing Duan Feihong, ah Chou was very frightened. Since Duan Feihong brought her back from Yanxi palace, he never gave her a good face. Ah Chou knew that they hated themselves and that they were loathsome, so he never dared to stay in the main hall more. He was embarrassed and asked, "master, what can I do for you?"

Duan Feihong looked at ah Chou, whose face was going down to the ground, and stared at him for a long time. He didn't hear Duan Feihong's words until his neck was sore. "Tomorrow, you and miss will leave Beijing together."

"Ah?" A Chou was shocked. She knew Duan Rulan was going to marry to ningguta from the very beginning, but she never thought that it would have anything to do with her. At that time, she didn't care whether Duan Feihong would hate her more. She looked up and saw Duan Feihong, "master What do you mean? "

Duan Feihong's face, which was calm at first, was suddenly disgusted by ah Chou: "why? Have you been wronged to be such an ugly maid as your maid's dowry? "

Yes, ah Cho is ugly, as her name implies. It's not that she was born ugly, but that she caught fire in the Palace last year. She was licked by the tongues of fire when she put out the fire. The dark red scar area was not large, but it wound all the way from the right wrist to the neck. Even the chin had a scar the size of a nail cap. Ah Cho got such a name.

"No, no, no grievances..." Ah Chou hurriedly waved his hand and shook his head. "But..."

"Nothing but no!" Duan Feihong didn't want to talk to her any more. He waved his hand to drive ah Chou out. After a pause, he frowned and looked at the white linen robe that ah Chou had washed. "Go to the housekeeper to ask for clothes with a body surface. Today, you don't need to do rough work. Go to the young lady's room to wait for him."

"Yes, my maidservant." Ah Chou agreed with a stiff head, and her dead deeds were all in Duan Feihong's hands. Naturally, what people say is what, where is the reason for her to hold her beak?

It's just ningguta

Ah Chou frowned to find the housekeeper. He stared at the green grass sprouts emerging from the cracks of the stone bricks and thought about the tongue roots that the palace people used to chew.