The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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Pang Yi looked at Aguhou's puffy and shy look, and felt a little funny, and felt even touched. Now he smiled and said to Aguhou: "The lady is the wife that Ye Mingming is marrying, and the father loves the wife so much, and his subordinates naturally praise You are a lady. "

"Ah ... oh ... please go back, don't make him wait." A Chou's face turned red, he was too busy to squeeze his head into the bedroom without returning.

Pang Yi did not dare to delay, and now went out carrying the burden.

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Zhong Mingwei looked at the unfolded baggage on the small table without blinking. On the neatly folded cotton trousers, a small pendant was placed. This pendant, he took the place on the first day of the Chinese New Year. After the ugly wear, this was the first time she took it off. At this time, she lay quietly on his black cotton pants.

Zhong Mingwei gently nested the tiny pendant in his hand and rubbed it gently with his fingertips. He used to be like this. He used to sit on the kang alone, and secretly looked at the courtyard along the slit of the window. The busy little girl in the middle, rubbing this little black pendant, he wanted to give it to her earlier, but he always felt embarrassed, and the kind of near hometown that I have n’t tasted in more than thirty years is more timid. Taste, filled with his heart all day long, sweet with a little touch of sadness, Zhong Mingwei feels very hypocritical, 30-year-old grandpas, what has not experienced? Yan Luodian has walked a few times in front of him, but at this time, because of this little girl and such a gadget, she has been embarrassed and embarrassed all day long, but God knows how he enjoys it. It is half bitter and half honey. Sugar hypocrisy.

"Pang Yi." After rubbing the little pendant for a long time, Zhong Mingwei hung the little pendant carefully around his neck, and grabbed the little pendant into his pajamas with one hand. The cold pendant was against the warm chest. The calm that Zhong Mingwei couldn't tell, he paused, and then he faced the false door.

"Yeah, what are you instructing?" Pang Yi was too busy to put down the broom in his hand and hurried in.

"Mr. Chen said, when will her typhoid be cured?" Zhong Mingwei frowned and asked Pang Yi.

"If you reply to the Lord, Mr. Chen confessed, and his wife will recover within half a month," Pang Yi said busy, while looking at Zhong Mingwei's expression, he was too busy to make up a sentence, "When the time comes, his subordinates will Go down the mountain to pick up my wife. "

Zhong Mingwei looked at his two feet tightly wrapped in gauze, as well as his red and swollen knees, his brows were even more wrinkled, and he paused before speaking: "Minger, you set off early, go early and return early. "

"Yes, my subordinates obey the orders," Pang Yi knew what Zhong Mingwei was worried about, and naturally he was also worried, but at this moment he still had a doubt in his heart. He hesitated, and he spoke carefully for a long time, "Yeah, ma'am ... … It does n’t seem to be Duanfu ’s daughter-in-law, she is ... ”

"What about then?" Zhong Mingwei raised his head suddenly, squinted at Pang Yi, and said coldly, "Not Duanfu's daughter-in-law, can't I be Zhong Mingwei's wife? Not Duan's daughter-in-law. Not worthy of me crippled ?! "

"Yeah! My subordinates don't mean this!" Pang Yi was startled, and he was so busy that he fell to his knees and explained to Zhong Mingwei in anxious manner, "Ye and his wife are very affectionate. People, but if they say something suspicious, the subordinates are really happy for their grandfather. The grandfather was in the Beijing teacher. Since he was thousands of nobles and nobles, but under his subordinates, the grandfather was not much happy at that time, but now, Grandpa left the capital and came to a desolate place like Ningguta, but the subordinates felt that the grandpa lived a happier life than before. Naturally, this was all due to the wife, and the subordinates were really grateful to the wife. How dare you despise your wife halfway? "

"You get up," Zhong Mingwei patted Pang Yi's shoulder, and sighed. "I'm sick recently. I'm irritable. I don't want to go to my heart."

"Your subordinates dare not," Pang Yi said, as he climbed up from the ground, looking at Zhong Mingwei's dry lips. Pang Yi was so busy that he poured a cup of jasmine tea and brought it over, while respectfully and honestly, "Yes, please. "

Zhong Mingwei held the big porcelain bowl with both hands and looked at the blossoming jasmine flowers in the cup. The original restless heart gradually calmed down and paused. He said to Pang Yi: "She really is not a segment The daughter-in-law, she is the bridegroom's bridegroom maid, who is waiting for the daughter-in-law to come to Ninggu Tower all the way. "