The Emperor's Beloved Ugly Girl

"Does your back still hurt?" A Chou's fingers moved up and put them where Zhong Mingwei fell yesterday. He pressed them gently. "Is it still painful here?"

"It doesn't hurt. Didn't you give me a cold compress yesterday?" Zhong Mingwei said, moving his body slightly, hesitating a little bit, "why don't you help me up again? I think today is better than yesterday. "

"OK..." Ah Chou got up, but suddenly his body stiffened. He stood in the same place with staring eyes. After a long time, he sat down carefully. He said to Zhong Mingwei with red face, "not today I'll help you out of bed in a few days. "

Zhong Mingwei looks at ah Chou in surprise. As usual, ah Chou is the most active one to help him get out of bed. He chirps all day to encourage him to get out of bed and go out to the sun. It's really abnormal today.

"What's the matter?" Zhong Mingwei asked softly, "are you ok?"

"No, nothing. What can I do?" Ah Chou said to Zhong Mingwei happily, "grandma Chen is doing the work for me. I just came down the mountain and brought the work. Grandma Chen is very good. I can earn money even if I don't work hard. I can earn money by embroidering four embroidered pieces for others. It's much easier than I can earn money in the palace!"

"Is it?" Zhong Mingwei looks at a Chou's cheering face and is in a complicated mood.

"Yes, wait, I'll show you!" Ah Chou said and ran out, but she didn't run twice. She was so busy that she stopped and moved out step by step.

Zhong Mingwei looked at her don't twist the walking posture, can't help but frown, who and this girl learn so strange walking posture? Two heels are webbed, with a belly folded and a buttock pouted

When Zhong Mingwei realized where his eyes were looking, ah Chou had already stepped out of his sight. Zhong Mingwei stared at the door for a long time before turning his face abruptly.

How can he stare at the place where the girl is?

For a while, Zhong Mingwei's face was almost as colorful as a dyehouse.

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"Look! You can take a look. It's all here! " When Zhong Mingwei was still disgusted with himself, ah Chou came in happily holding the needle and thread basket. He put the needle and thread basket on the bedside like a treasure and introduced it to Zhong Mingwei in all kinds. "You see how good the cloth is. It's serious silk. Miss Duan used to wear silk. This thread is also good silk. Of course, it's not as good as the one used in the palace, but it's good. You Look at this embroidery needle. You've never seen it before, haven't you? "

"Yes." Zhong Mingwei looked at the silver glittering embroidery needle in ah Chou's hand and said softly.

He has seen it, and has seen it many times. Ding's favorite embroidery needle is always in his hands. He doesn't often go into the backyard, but every time he goes in, he will inevitably see or warm the pavilion, or the bedroom, or the side hall. There must be a needle basket with half of the embroidery pieces embroidered inside. Sometimes there will be such an embroidery needle.

"Is embroidery interesting?" It should be shortly after the big marriage, Zhong Mingwei once asked Ding.

"It's interesting," Dingshi said with a light smile, holding the embroidery needle in his delicate jade hand and carefully embroidering it one by one. "When my mother taught me how to embroider, I didn't like it. I didn't think it was interesting, but my mother said it. Now you don't think it's interesting. After I get married, I think it's interesting. Sure enough, my mother is right. Otherwise, how can I fight the shining shade?"

At that time, hearing this, Zhong Mingwei swept away on the spot.

What does Dingshi mean? Blame him always have no time to accompany her, so that she can only embroider to relieve loneliness?

He is the prince of the eastern palace. How could his future monarch waste his time in the backyard?

He complained about Ding's immortality in his heart. He didn't go into Ding's room for several months. When he saw Ding again, Ding's low brow made him feel more comfortable. It should be that from then on, Ding's became extremely virtuous and generous, and he became so busy looking at any maid that she wanted to make the maid into the room. She even praised the Empress Dowager Dingshi is a rare sage.