The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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"Yeah ..." Pang Yi's heart burst into frustration. "Don't say that, the queen mother also has a pain ..."

"Yes, she does have pains," Zhong Mingwei said lightly. "While hard work helped me to enter the East Palace all the way, I still didn't forget to leave Xu Xu a door behind them. Her hard work is rare in the world."

Pang Yi moved his lips and wanted to say something, but he still didn't say it. Zhong Mingwei was right. The Queen Mother never put all her bets on Zhong Mingwei. While supporting Zhong Mingwei, she was not raising in Wutai Mountain. With that ... Is Hui Chang here?

Now, Zhong Mingwei's body is abolished, and there is no longer any chance for the Ninth Five-Year Plan. That Hui Chang became the most favored woman in front of the long lived Lord in a blink of an eye. How calm and indifferent is the queen mother?

"Yeah, if you are not happy, I will burn these silver tickets ..." Pang Yi couldn't see the expression of Zhong Mingwei, and immediately picked up the stack of silver tickets.

"Why do you burn?" Zhong Mingwei truncated Pang Yi's words, while taking the stack of silver tickets from his hand, while patting the silver ticket, "I accept this 10,000 silver, the rest of my life Do n’t worry about eating and drinking, can Xu ’s breath be relieved at all, is n’t it the best of both worlds? ”

"But ..." Pang Yi whispered, not knowing what to say.

"It's okay, hurry and wash, Minger, you have to hurry," Zhong Mingwei said to Pang Yi, while pointing to the big bed opposite, "Don't sleep on the ground, go to bed."

"Yes, the subordinates obey the orders." Pang Yi did not quit. He grew up with Zhong Mingwei. Zhong Mingwei has always been kind to him. It was common for him to sleep in the same room when he was a child. It was also unusual for Zhong Mingwei's mood two days ago After that, I just ignored Pang Yi's night on the ground.

"When you come back from Yanshe, find someone to build a kang in the partial house. Then, you move to the partial house," Zhong Mingwei said again. When A Chou came back, he would naturally not let Pang Yi live in this room. After a while, Zhong Mingwei added, "It's cold now. I'm afraid no one will come to build the kang. Then you will buy more charcoal pots and put them in the house, otherwise you will go down the mountain and find a place to live."

"Yes, when the wife comes back, the subordinates don't stay here to make the grandfather annoying, and then the subordinates get far away." Pang Yi smiled, Zhong Mingwei is in a good mood today, and he dare not dare to joke Zhong Mingwei.

"Fuck you!" Zhong Mingwei couldn't hold his face. When he raised his hand, he threw the cleaned large porcelain bowl towards Pang Yi's face.

"Snapped!"

The next second, Pang Yi held the bowl steadily, and then went out with a hippy smile.

...

Jiasheng thirty-three years on the tenth day of the first month

early morning.

Ninggu Pagoda Office.

Kong Wenjie sat on the kang with a dull and tired look, bowed against the wall, yawned from time to time, and from time to time stared at the sound of Kong Wenmin, who was sleeping "huh huh", watching him sleep It was so beautiful, the snot bubbles came out, and Kong Wenjie couldn't help but squeeze his fist, aiming at his brother's face.

"Hey, hey! I got up! I got up!" In the end, Kong Wenjie turned his fist into the palm of his hand and patted Kong Wenmin's shoulder hard. "When are you going to afford it?"

"What ..." Kong Wenmin mumbled, frowning and turned to the outside. "Don't quarrel, I don't want to see you don't drink your little showman, good brother, Samsung photo, Sixicai, Wukui, six and six Shun ... "

Kong Wenjie's mouth twitched suddenly: "..."

"Are you embarrassed to say that there are six or six people in your family? Look at yourself how much more six or six!" Kong Wenjie roared while pulling the quilt on Kong Wenmin, and he pulled the comatose man unconsciously. Get up, "I haven't seen you so embarrassing, you don't know what kind of wine you are? You have to go to someone's house, and the result? People Xiaoxiu have a good fart thing! You look at you! Shameful! "

Kong Wenmin rubbed his sleepy eyes and yawned, while scratching his head in the henhouse: "... Who? Noisy in the morning, Lao Tzu's head blew you up."

"It wasn't you who made the quarrel for you, you made it yourself!" Kong Wenjie couldn't help but yell at his brother, "I said brother, if we can't drink, we can't compete with others in the future You talk about it, you ca n’t even drink a small show that ca n’t be picked up and raised, but when you pass it, do you think you have a shiny face, or how?