The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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Meiya couldn't tell. She just felt the pain in her heart was terrible. She refrained from letting her tears down. She was so busy that she raised her head, and then she was hugged by the man, and she reached out. Surrounding Zhong Mingwei's head, tears couldn't help it.

"At that time, how did you eat those chestnuts?" Meiya asked with a choked voice, trembling to touch the man's neck and rubbing the thin silk thread above him.

"At that time, I felt that I would never eat what you cooked in the future," Zhong Mingwei buried his entire face in Miya's arms. He took a deep breath, and the smell of Miya was in his lungs. , Which made him steadfast and calm, "Girl, your fried chestnuts are really delicious."

Yes, the fried chestnuts of his girl are really delicious, even with muddy water, the taste is so beautiful, and no delicacies are delicious.

Even if he almost spit out that night, even if he smelled chestnuts later, he couldn't help but want to vomit, but that night, the smell of chestnuts stained with muddy water, he will always remember.

"Zhong Mingwei, I hated you that night," Meiya choked, and her fingers were along the silk thread, all the way down, and finally she held the little pendant in her hand. "But, I hate you one more time. Points, love you more and more. "

"Girl, I thought that night was the end of my life," Zhong Mingwei raised his head and looked at Meiya without a wink. A peach-blossom face burst into tears in Meiya's eyes. Put your hand on your heart, "Thank you, save me."

"Zhong Mingwei, I thank you too." Meiya said softly, bending down and kissing the man's pale lips.

Yes, Zhong Mingwei, thank you very much.

Thank you for not letting us take the path of Dalian's sister and six brothers.

...

Zhifu Yamen.

After Fang Chengyin returned from the outside, she hadn't spoken for a whole day. She sat in the house alone, and the maid gave her lunch. She didn't eat a bite, and she had been cold for a long time. When dinner came in, looking at the unmoved meals on the table, I was going to die.

"Miss, what's the matter with you?" As the little maidservant A Tao rearranged her chopsticks, she asked cautiously, "Why are you refusing to eat today? Isn't the cook's skill bad?"

Fang Chengyin is an open-minded man. When he is almost not angry, even if he is angry, he comes and goes quickly. There is absolutely no precedent of not talking and eating all day, so the little maid is very anxious, anxious and scared, I do n’t know Fang Chengyin how is this?

"Go find two families," Fang Chengyin said lightly, while turning his head out of the window again, looking at the bowl of lotus that was flourishing in the outer courtyard. She had been staring at the bowl of lotus for a whole day. Alright, "Bring me the bowl of lotus."

"Bring it out?" Ah Tao was unclear. "Where should I carry it?"

"Where you want to carry it!" Fang Chengyin said coldly, "Do not put it in my yard anyway!"

"But doesn't the young lady like lotus flowers very much?" A Tao's face was puzzled and embarrassed. "This bowl of lotus, or the old man specially picked the good one for the young lady, if the old man knows that the young lady actually gave ..."

"Where is there so much nonsense?" Fang Chengyin stared at the little maidservant fiercely, and then, without saying a word, took off the soft whip from the table and ran out with his feet raised, "You don't raise it, do you? I come!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

...

"Miss, Miss! What are you doing?" A Tao was so scared that she didn't dare to change it. She looked at Fang Chengyin with a whip, and gave a good bowl of lotus to the lash. He was so scared that his legs softened, and he fell to his knees with a pop, "Miss, what are you doing? Miss, please stop!"

"Crack!" Fang Chengyin ignored the peach at all, still pumping the bowl of lotus, and suddenly, the whip turned around and pumped on the person who had just come in.

When Kong Wenjie came in lightly and lightly carrying the food container, he was happily cheering, how could he know that the head was a whip? Hiding, but the whip still hit him firmly on the shoulder, Fang Chengyin used a lot of strength, this whip came down, and the pain was so painful that Kong Wenjie grinned: "Little ... Miss, it is a subordinate! It's me!"