The Emperor's Beloved Ugly Girl

When Zhong Mingwei went to solve the fourth knot, ah Chou couldn't help it. She was uneasy and sheepish and said, "no No, you don't have to worry. I'll just comb myself in a moment... "

Zhong Mingwei ignored her, untied the knot, and then took the comb that ah Chou put in casually from the needle and thread basket. He combed ah Chou's hair once and for all. Ah Chou's hair was not long. It just fell from his knee to his ankle a little. Zhong Mingwei straightened his hair with one hand, then grasped another and combed it again.

He never thought that one day he would comb a woman's hair so patiently and gently. He really never thought that, at most, he once thought occasionally. If he had a daughter later, he would have to send several more mothers and aunts to serve her. His daughter's family has a lot of money and things, so he can't be careless at all. His daughter, Zhong Mingwei, naturally deserves to be honored by thousands of people.

However, if he had no daughter, his mind would be useless. He just didn't want to. Today, all his patience and gentleness have been applied to this girl in this simple courtyard. He didn't think it was so incredible. He felt very calm, as if it should be.

"Does it hurt to comb like this?" As he combed his hair, he asked the little girl whose whole face was buried on her leg and who dared not move.

"No pain." The little girl was self-conscious and her voice was trembling. She could not tell whether she was more excited or more excited.

"I comb my hair for the first time. It's light and weightless. If it hurts, you can squeak. Don't bear it." Zhong Mingwei said again.

"Well," the little girl's voice trembled even more. Zhong Mingwei thought that his strength was too strong, so he put down his strength, and then he listened to the little girl's opening carefully. "Zhong Mingwei, then That you used to really Really didn't comb someone's head? "

Zhong Mingwei sipped his lips: "is there any fake?"

"Really?" The little girl asked again. Her voice was not so timid, but it became bigger, and she smiled with a little depression.

"What do I lie to a little girl?" Zhong Mingwei is a little helpless. His furry little head is arched and arched. He is not honest at all. After enduring for a long time, Zhong Mingwei finally can't bear it. He reaches out his hand and pinches the little girl's Ruby like ears. "Don't laugh anymore. I'll beat you carefully."

"Hey, hey, hey!" All of a sudden, the little girl who was going to suffocate couldn't help laughing. Her face was buried on the man's leg, and she couldn't breathe. At last, she could only turn to her side, and the laughter was even bigger. She giggled like a silver bell, smart and pleasant. Suddenly, she stopped laughing, not only did she stop laughing, but also stared at the eldest. She was obviously nervous and scared.

The man's fingers stopped on her neck and gently stroked along the dark red scar. Ah Chou's face froze at once, and a heart that had been leaping suddenly fell to the bottom of the valley.

"Was it killing me?" Zhong Mingwei gently kneaded the dark red scar.

Ah Chou knew when he said it, and suddenly his eyes turned red: "it hurts. It hurts deeply. I have to bear it during the day. I still have to go out to work. I have to work harder than before. I can't sleep because of the pain at night. I have to bear it. Two pillows have been bitten."

Yes, what can I do if I can't bear it at that time?

She is the nail in the eye of Princess Zhao. Do you have to cry and remind others to teach her?

Therefore, she can only bear it, but ah Chou is also used to it. Isn't it necessary to bear it all the time to be a servant?

But at this moment, in front of Zhong Mingwei, she could not bear it. She felt extremely aggrieved. She was afraid of herself in Yanxi Palace at that time, and also for herself who had worked hard for years.

"I'll find the best doctor to treat you later," said Zhong Mingwei, whose throat is sore. The scar under his abdomen seems to have been born on him. "I will cure you."