The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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Jiasheng thirty-three years of May 9th.

early morning.

Ninggu Tower.

Zhong Mingwei was almost out of the grain a few days ago and had eaten so many chestnuts that night. As a result, there was a problem with his body the next day, and he kept vomiting, not just vomiting the chestnuts, and finally Almost even the bile vomited, just like that, he still couldn't stop, only Pang Yi was too anxious, originally had to leave to go to the capital, but said he didn't dare to go, thanks to the timely return of Gu Changlin, he gave Zhong Mingwei After taking the medicine, this stopped the vomiting, but Zhong Mingwei was so dehydrated that every bit of energy on his body was lying on the kang, let alone getting up, even drinking water, Pang Yi was patient. In half an hour, he went in and fed Zhong Mingwei with water again. Gu Changlin didn't have such a good temper. After moving out from Meiya, Gu Changlin glared at Zhong Mingwei all day long. He didn't distress Zhong Mingwei. He just didn't marry him. For the old man without heirs, he really couldn't agree with Zhong Mingwei's choice, but he was inconvenient to intervene, so he could just avoid it, so that he wouldn't be too noisy under a roof.

After lying on the kang for three days, Zhong Mingwei slowed down, but that night he couldn't sleep anymore.

On the eighth day, it was originally the day when he and Meiya became married, but now he is lying alone on the kang, but who can blame this?

Zhong Mingwei hooked his lips bitterly, reached for the pink tender pillow, hugged it tightly, and closed his eyes, and the tears fell down.

This little pillow is held every day. On the days when there is no beauty bud, he can barely support it by leaning on this little pillow, but the smell of the beauty bud on the pillow is getting weaker and weaker, and Zhong Mingwei is Sad and panic, he buried the whole face in the little pink pillow, sucking hard, trying to find the taste of beautiful buds.

How to survive in the future?

...

"Yeah ..." When Pang Yi pushed the door in, he watched Zhong Mingwei falling asleep, and he was about to quit. Zhong Mingwei had not slept with An Shengjue during this time, and Pang Yi could not bear to wake him up.

"How is it?" Before Pang Yi went out, Zhong Mingwei opened the quilt and looked at Pang Yi. "How is the girl today?"

"If I go back to the Lord, my wife hasn't been out of the house all day," Pang Yi had to turn back and went to Kang. "But there are grandma Chen and Gu girl at home, and it should be fine."

"Got it," Zhong Mingwei nodded, then paused and said again, "I don't have to stare at her every day after today. I have written to the Queen Mother's heart. You will go to the capital tomorrow. Cheng Zi, you worked hard. "

During this time, Zhong Mingwei kept Pang Yi staring at Meiya secretly, for fear that Meiya would not have a meeting or something.

"The subordinates are not struggling," Pang Yi said, looking at Zhong Mingwei's thin, disengaged face. Pang Yi couldn't help but said, "Yeah, you have to cherish yourself."

Zhong Mingwei didn't speak, but just gently waved his hand to signal Pang Yi to retreat, and Pang Yi didn't stay too much. After soaking a cup of jasmine tea with Zhong Mingwei, he retreated and waited until he had to go down the mountain.

...

Zhong Mingwei was awakened by Pang Yi in the early morning hours.

"What's the matter?" He finally fell asleep and was woken up awkwardly, only thinking that there was a paste in his head.

"Yeah, you have stabilized first ..." Pang Yi squatted in front of Kang with a pale face, and said he took shoes and socks to wear for Zhong Mingwei.

"What's the matter?" Zhong Mingwei grabbed Pang Yi's hand suddenly and stared at Pang Yi with a sharp voice, while sinking his voice, "Is it ... is she in trouble?"

Pang Yi took a few deep breaths, and then trembled, "Yeah, Madam, she ... cast a river."

"puff!"

In the next second, a big gulp of blood was spurting everywhere, Zhong Mingwei slumped on the kang like mud, Pang Yi was scared enough by his scarlet eyes, so busy he went to the house and called Gu Changlin to come, when the two came in a hurry , Just watching Zhong Mingwei has gone to Kang, he is staggering barefoot forward.

"Yeah! You wear shoes!" Pang Yi was busy getting into the room to get the shoes, but looking at the blood on the upper, he put the shoes down again. He had no time to find other shoes and quickly took off his own. He chased out the shoes, and saw that Gu Changlin had helped Zhong Mingwei into the yard, and there was already a lot of blood on the ground. Pang Yi was more shocked when he looked at it, and he was too busy to catch up. "Yeah, don't ..."