The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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Ah Chou was very busy: "Don't open your mouth, wait for me to send the porridge to you, and then open your mouth, and your face will be sore for so long."

Zhong Mingwei didn't seem to hear half of it, and still opened his mouth wide, his eyes stared straightly at the spoon in Ahou's hand, and Aguihou was so busy that he scooped a spoonful of white porridge again, and blew out two quickly. Then he hurried to Zhong Mingwei.

Soon, a large bowl of white porridge was finished like this, and Ah Chou was too busy to take another bowl of white porridge. In fact, this bowl is A Chou's, but A Chou can't take it anymore. Now she just wants Zhong Mingwei to eat it This man was obviously hungry for a long time. He did n’t have a bit of eating. He blamed himself. He knew that he should cook for him last night, and he would not be hungry for another night.

Two bowls of white porridge fell, and Ahou put the bowl down. While taking the veil to wipe the mouth for Zhong Mingwei, he asked softly, "Do you still want to eat? There are still in the pot."

Yes, there is still in the pot, but there is only a small bowl of white porridge.

Zhong Mingwei shook his head. He had been staring straight at Bai Por's eyes, and at this time he looked at Ah Chou without blinking.

Ah Chou was uncomfortable with her dark eyes, she had no experience with men, not to mention such a pair of peach eyes by Zhong Mingwei, although these eyes no longer flew like they used to, but A Chou was arrogant. I'm so afraid that I won't let go of my hands and feet for a while.

"Who are you?" After a while, Zhong Mingwei opened his mouth, and his voice was hoarse. It should be because he hadn't spoken for a long time.

"I ... I'm Duan Rulan," Ah Chou said in a panic and nervous manner, clutching the veil in her hand nervously, her heart was about to jump into her throat, she was very uneasy, she felt Zhong Mingwei had put She saw through, she was a little guilty and honest, "That's ... that is the paragraph that has been dating you early in the morning ... Duan Rulan, the daughter-in-law of Duan Fu."

"I have seen Duan's portrait," Zhong Mingwei said lightly, gazing at A Chou's face, and finally fixed it on the small dark red scar on A Chou's chin, "If Duan Chenghong's daughter is broken, Anyway, I dare to conceal my relatives from Donggong, that's to find death. "

The next second, Ah Chou knelt in front of the bed with a bang, her face was pale, her lips were trembling, obviously frightened, she clutched the edge of the bed with both hands, and whispered to Zhong Mingwei: Mrs. His wife, His Royal Highness, slave-maid is not ... not Miss Duan's family, slave-maid is ... is Miss Duan's bridesmaid, when Miss Duan was ... in Tongliao, violently ... died, the slave-maid was the last resort. In the identity of Miss Duan, I married Ninggu Tower and asked His Royal Highness for mercy! The slave-servant did not deliberately deceive His Royal Highness! His Royal Highness Mingjian! "

"Is this still my prince?" Zhong Mingwei sneered at his lips, paused, and laughed at himself, "I'm afraid that Miss Duan didn't die violently, but I really don't want to marry me paralyzed. You killed yourself? "

A ugly looked at Xiao Suo of Zhong Mingwei's face, but she didn't know what to say for a while. She bit her lip and whispered for a long time: "His Royal Highness, you are thinking hard, Miss, she is not unwilling to come to Ninggu Tower. It ’s just ... just Miss ’s body has always been weak, and she fell ill as soon as she left Beijing. It ’s not easy to get to Tongliao ... "

"You raise your head." Zhong Mingwei said suddenly.