The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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"I'm not patriarchal, I'm talking about the facts, it must be a son!" He Lanya tilted her head in a serious way, while looking at Zhong Zhiling's endless expression, and then proudly said, "Knowing that you want a puppet, that's usually available Please flatter me a lot, maybe I am happy, maybe the next child will only give you a big fat girl! "

Zhong Zhiling was so busy that he shook his head: "No need, no need! I like my son the most! I don't like big fat girls!"

He Lanya immediately raised her eyebrows: "... you're so sorry to say I'm more son than son!"

"Ya, no matter if you are pregnant with a man or a woman, even if it is a winter melon, we will only have this one," Zhong Zhiling looked at Wu Qing under the girl ’s eyes and pityed it, "Ya, you do n’t know that you are at night When the leg cramps shouted and hurt, I felt so uncomfortable, so Ya Ya, in the future, you will never suffer. "

"Older brother, having a child with you, where is suffering? Obviously it is the happiest thing in the world. You don't know how sweet my heart is when you knead my waist and pinch your legs every day," He Lanya With red eyes, a sobbing expression, Zhong Zhiling was afraid that she would cry because of excitement. When she was about to be relieved, she looked at He Lanya and glared again. "No! Zhong Zhiling, who did you say is pregnant with winter melon ?! Do you have Does that make me pregnant with winter melon? Ah ?! "

Zhong Zhiling: "..."

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Jiasheng thirty-four years of the twelfth lunar month thirty.

New Year's Eve.

Yongzhou.

Prince Hui's Mansion.

"A little bit higher on the left! Yes, yes!" A young man with a big fox and only two eyes, standing in front of the crescent moon door, pointing at Liao Chongwu, who was affixing the Spring Festival couplets, "Alas Alas! Your right is lower again, go up a little more, okay! Okay! Paste it! "

Liao Chongwu affixed the Spring Festival couplets with a banner, and then stooped to pick up other Spring Festival couplets from the ground, picked up a small bucket filled with paste, and went outside.

"I'll help you carry it!" The young man looked at Liao Chongwu's hands that were cold outside, and he was too busy to come to Liao Chongwu to carry the paste. As a result, he stretched out his hand from the warm sleeve of the white fox and was repeatedly killed by Liao Chongwu. After glaring a few times, he suddenly had to put his hands back, but murmured in disappointment, "I'm not a big girl! Wrapped me from head to toe all day, I don't know, I thought I was sitting on the moon The woman of the son! "

No one else is Zhong Ming'e.

"You don't want to be wrapped from head to toe, then you don't want to be cold," Liao Chongwu immediately said, he immediately smacked his face, "Who was shouting medicine pain a few days ago and said he didn't want to be sick again? "

"Okay! Okay! Got it!" Zhong Ming'e annoyed him to mention this. Liao Chongwu would teach him as soon as he caught the opportunity. He walked forward angrily, but listening to the footsteps behind him, he stopped. He stopped awkwardly, and then walked back to the wall of the shadow wall, looking at Liao Chongwu's paste on the wall. Zhong Ming'e was a little puzzled. "Are there couplets on the wall of the shadow wall?"

Zhong Ming'e knew nothing about these things. From small to big, every New Year's Eve was the most tense time. He had to get up early and go to the palace to please the empress, the father emperor, and the ladies in the palace. To show respect, before that, he dared not even drink the soup. If Liao Chongwu secretly handed him a cake cushion, he was afraid that he could pass out.

It was like this until the New Year ’s Eve dinner, when the ordinary people were at their best, these princes had to sit upright, always have a decent smile on the face, and they had to be ready to answer the father ’s words at any time, even if they were hungry, in front of them Jin Wenmei food is not afraid to eat too much, so when he has been through the son, when the father emperor is sent back to the palace, the waist of these princes should be broken, and the face has long been laughing stiffly, others still Well, Zhong Ming'e, the prince who had been ill since childhood, suffered a big crime. Every time Liao Chongwu supported him, he could barely leave the palace.