The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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"Yes, the subordinates retired." Pang Yi looked at the bowl of cold soup medicine on the table and wanted to remind Zhong Mingwei to get up and drink the medicine.

Gu Changlin was right. Zhong Mingwei was mad, and it was futile to drink too much medicine.

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Jiasheng 33rd May fifth day.

Dragon Boat Festival.

Jixian Bookstore.

Early in the morning, Chen Qingxuan rushed to the donkey cart and sent Meiya and Grandma Chen to the Jixian Bookstore, and he returned to Tunzi. There were some books and salutes to be transported, and Meiya and Grandma Chen stayed in the private school. There are dumplings inside.

"Girl, who did you learn the craftsmanship of this dumpling?" Grandma Chen looked at Meiya's triangular dumplings and long dumplings and praised, "It's really beautiful."

"I used to study with the elders in the Beijing teacher's school, ... with my elders at home," Meiya said with a smile, while carrying the reed leaves to continue the dumplings. "She is very clever, and she taught me embroidery."

Once in the Huanyi Bureau, every time during the Dragon Boat Festival, I would send some reed leaves and Jiang Mi down. The maid next to me was too lazy to pack, it was Meiya's favorite bag. She felt that the scattered Jiang Mi bags were all angular and angular. The dumplings are very fulfilling, and the dumplings are also delicious. Roughly served as a maid to eat Jiangmi once a year, Meiya is very cherished, but Xiangma said that she is stupid, and others are too lazy, she is good, one person wants Bao Zongzi eaten by dozens of people, but then let's say that, Grandma still patiently teach her dumplings.

There are so many grandma's meetings, and Meiya still has emotions.

"Girl, what relatives do you have in your family?" Grandma Chen put down the dumplings in her hand while looking at Meiya.

Grandma Chen wanted to ask long ago, but there was no suitable opportunity. At this time, taking advantage of Chen Qingxuan ’s absence, the two of them were at home. Grandma Chen asked quickly. Since she lived in Meiya, Grandma Chen Chen Qingxuan, who was so disappointed in the past, was obviously very interested in Meiya. Grandma Chen could n’t help herself at this time. I thought about asking about Meiya's family situation, so I could prepare a gift for the future.

"My home ..." Meiya obviously couldn't guess what Grandma Chen meant. At the moment, the dumplings wrapped in her hands were put into the basin, and she raised her eyebrows, "I will be the only one in my house."

"What ... what does this mean?" Grandma Chen was really taken aback, paused, and asked Meiya carefully, "Girl, what about you ... dad?"

"My father and mother died early," Mei Ya said in a deep voice, "I was sold to a big family to be a girl early in the morning."

"It turned out to be like this," Grandma Chen sighed, and patted Meiya's hand, "Girl, don't bother, you still have us, aren't Qing Xuan and you both your family?"

"Yes," Mi Ya nodded with a smile, "Grandma, I always appreciate you and Mr. Chen in my heart."

"If you're really grateful, don't let Mr. Chen grow longer and Mr. Chen shorter, and listen to how much you earn," Granny Chen quipped deliberately. "Girl, if you are not used to calling your elder brother, call him by his name, Or call it Xuanxuanducheng! "

"How does this work?" Mi Ya was taken aback and waved her hand busy, "Grandma, don't joke with me."

"Where are you kidding, I'll tell you the truth," Granny Chen's face was full of smiles, and she reached out and scooped Jiang Mi to put it in, while paused, and then asked Meiya casually, "Yes Girl, since you have no relatives, who is the gentleman on the mountain? Is it your uncle? "

Meiya was stunned and the spoon in her hand fell to the ground. She was so busy that she picked it up, then went to the kitchen to rinse it, and then sat down again: "He is not my uncle."

"Who is that?" Grandma Chen looked at Meiya, "Could it be your master?"

"Yeah, he is my master." Meiya nodded, thinking in silence. If Miss Duan didn't die, but came to Ninggu Tower successfully, wouldn't Zhong Mingwei be her master? It's just that Miss Duan committed suicide, and she even forgot her original identity ...

Grandma Chen had a meal, and a handful of rice grains leaked out of the reed leaves. She was so busy that she took a mat of grass, tied the dumplings, and put it in the pot.

Grandma Chen's mind was messy. She thought about the attitude of the lame man towards Meiya that morning, and the scene where the two were alone in the room. The more she thought, the more wrong she was. The man with the legs is Meiya ’s uncle and it ’s not a big deal, but now that she knows that the two are just the relationship between the master and the servant, then Grandma Chen is naturally a doubt in the stomach, she is looking at the beauty of the dumplings Bud, the expression of her face stopped, but in the end, Grandma Chen still asked: "Girl, why did you suddenly think of coming to our house this time?"