The Emperor's Beloved Ugly Girl

"How do you feel here? I think it's much better than the other day, "said ah Chou, holding Zhong Mingwei's left shoulder." the other day, it was hard like a stone. Now it's soft. How do you feel? Is it still sorely swollen? "

"You like peanuts?" Zhong Mingwei did not answer, but asked ah Cho.

"Yes, I like it very much. Fried peanuts are so fragrant that you can bite off your tongue one by one, hehe," said Fu. As soon as he mentioned peanuts, ah Chou's eyes were bent into two lines. He pinched Zhong Mingwei's shoulders while he continued to laugh and chant, "in the food of Huanyi Bureau, two meals a day are either steamed bread or pickled vegetables. Where is there peanuts How delicious is it? So if the palace people of Huanyi bureau are greedy, they have to find a way. For example, if I help others to wash clothes, I can get a handful of peanuts if I wash ten clothes. Hehe, sometimes with good luck, I can get a scallion cake or something. "

"What else? What else do you like to eat besides peanuts and scallion cakes? " Zhong Mingwei asked again. He liked to hear ah Chou talk about the warm and sad past. It was the most painful time, because with the company of this girl's Twitter, he didn't feel it.

"There's a lot more, hehe, I tell you, I'm better than other palace maids in Huanyi Bureau." ah Chou smiled slyly, and then said with a little pride, "do you know where Palace People's clothes are the most difficult to wash?"

Where does Zhong Mingwei know? Now he shakes his head.

"The imperial dining room, of course! You're stupid. " Ah Chou sneered, and gently pinched the tip of Zhong Mingwei's nose.

After getting along with Zhong Mingwei for a long time, she became more and more courageous. From the beginning, she knelt down and begged for mercy. Now, it has become a common practice to bully Zhong Mingwei from time to time. However, neither ah Chou nor Zhong Mingwei thought it was inappropriate. It seems that they should have done so.

It's all because they don't know how long they have been in the mountains. They are being polished by the lazy and delicate time in the mountains. They gradually withdraw their armor and show their true appearance. He is not a prince with thousands of honours. She's not a crude palace man with three inferior skills. He is him, she is her.

"Think about it. What do palace people deal with all day long? The chicken, fish, meat and eggs are all bloody ideas. The cooking pot is full of smoke, fire and oil. It's really hard to wash. So the clothes sent from the imperial dining room can be avoided by the palace people of the laundry Bureau. I started to work at that time. I didn't understand these things, so I took the clothes from the imperial dining room. Later I washed them in the middle of the night. " Ah Chou thought of the stupid things in the past, and he couldn't help laughing again. "After washing, my arms will be ruined. I swore that I would never take the clothes of the imperial dining room again, but then I took them again. Do you know why?"

"Hungry cat meets fat mouse." Zhong Mingwei pursed his lips and looked at ah Chou's smiling face through that wisp of hair. The corner of his mouth also kept rising.

"Hahaha, your metaphor is very appropriate," said ah Chou without any embarrassment. "When I sent my clothes to the imperial dining room the next day, the imperial people in the imperial dining room thanked me very much. One of them, Mr. Xie, gave me a bag of peanut rice, such a big bag!"