The Emperor's Beloved Ugly Girl

But he hated Ding even more. He felt that Ding not only looked like the goddess Guanyin in the Queen Mother's room, but also like the skilled Bustard in the fireworks lane.

But isn't that what he needs and what his wife should look like?

Isn't it the Crown Princess he created?

……

"Oh," ah Chou listened to him, silently put down the embroidery needle in his hand, and slowly went to deal with the red thread. Ah Chou glanced at Zhong Mingwei, but he could not help it. "Once upon a time Does the Crown Princess know how to embroider? "

Zhong Mingwei nodded: "yes."

"Is she well embroidered?" A Chou looks at Zhong Mingwei's silent face, and feels very uncomfortable. She just feels that the silk thread is red. She is a little upset. She leaves the silk thread, but after a pause, she whispers to Zhong Mingwei, "can she embroider wings and fly? Do you know how to embroider dragon and Phoenix? "

"I don't know." Zhong Mingwei shook his head.

Yes, he didn't know. In the past, he only knew Ding's love of embroidery, but he never saw more. What kind of flowers she embroidered.

Ah Chou was not so sad again. He felt a little uneasy and a little proud: "I can embroider. It's the most difficult to embroider, but it's also difficult for me. I can embroider very well, hehe."

What is she trying to say?

She doesn't know.

Jiasheng, July 20, 2002

capital.

Ci Ning palace.

Zhong Mingrong, the fourth prince, has had spring pox for the first half of the year. Now it's all right. As soon as it's all right, he hurriedly comes to the Empress Dowager's palace with Zhong Mingzheng, the third prince, to say hello to the Empress Dowager.

"My son has seen the Empress Dowager! See father! " The third prince and the fourth Prince kowtow to the Empress Dowager and the long live master, saying, "thank you, Empress Dowager and father king!"

"Get up!" The Empress Dowager smiled and reached for the fourth prince. "I haven't seen Mingrong for half a year. Let's have a good look at Mingrong."

"Alas!" The fourth Prince answered crisply, ran to the Empress Dowager with a smile, and did not sit down. He knelt in front of the Empress Dowager with her legs in his arms, raised his face and coqueted with her. "Look, grandma, my grandson has left a scar with spring pox."

As soon as the Empress Dowager saw it, there was a red round pox left between Zhong Mingrong's eyebrows. It didn't look like a scar, but rather like a lucky mole. How do you like it? The Empress Dowager gently rubbed the red dot behind her and said with a smile: "although it is a scar, it's not so ugly."

"Really?" Zhong Mingrong's face was overjoyed, and she became more and more coquettish, "my grandson doesn't believe it! Grandma always loves her grandson. Naturally, grandson becomes ugly. But in grandma's eyes, grandson is also a beautiful one! "

Naturally, the prince next to Zhong Mingrong can't say anything, especially in front of the long live God. But unlike Zhong Mingrong, he is only eight years old, who can't care about his childish words. Second, he is Zhong Zhiheng's youngest son. Zhong Mingwei won his son when he was forty-four years old, which is also the old son. Therefore, he always has the most holy heart.

As expected, when Zhong Mingrong's voice fell, Zhong Zhiheng laughed first and scolded: "where is your shameless virtue like a prince?"

Zhong Mingrong was not afraid either. He got up with a smile and walked to Zhong Zhiheng's face. He twisted his arm with Zhong Zhiheng's arm and said, "with the father and the emperor, of course, children can have no skin and no face."

This greatly flattered Zhong Zhiheng. As expected, Zhong Zhiheng Longyan was very happy. He put his hand to hold Zhong Mingrong on his leg, pinched the round and cocked tip of Zhong Mingrong's nose, and said with a smile: "hmm? "You're so shameless."

"Haha!" Zhong Minglong smiled, reached out his hand around Zhong Zhiheng's neck, and looked at him happily with a watery eyes. "My son hasn't seen his father for half a year. I really miss him!"

"That can't always be so naughty. I have to go to the study from tomorrow, and I have to make up for losing most of my homework for half a year." Zhong Zhi Heng Dao.