The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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"You eat and drink every day, and you don't see any meat on your body," Zhong Mingwei smiled with a raised eyebrow, and then whispered, "Then let's eat dumplings for one time? Shepherd's purse?"

"Okay, shepherd's purse fans add a little bit of meat, hehe hey, I am also greedy for this bite," A Chou said with a smile, while squeezing Zhong Mingwei's nose, said, "Yeah, don't always say me, that What do you like to eat? "

Zhong Mingwei was startled, unable to answer this question for a while.

He did not like to eat, and the king had no preferences. This was taught by the queen mother early in the morning.

When he was a child, he just ate a bit more crispy chicken, and was pressed by the queen mother with chopsticks, and at the same time he ordered Bickey to remove the crispy chicken. He didn't know it, and he stared at the plate gradually. Deep fried chicken.

The dishes I like the most can only eat three chopsticks. This is the art of emperor he learned since childhood. At that time, he did not understand why he could not enjoy his favorite crispy chicken as much as possible. There was a big fight in Cining Palace.

What did the Queen Mother say?

"Ming Wei, who doesn't prefer and understand temperance, this is the way to be a monarch," said the Queen Mother as she wiped his tears and said slowly, "When you grow up, you will understand."

Later, he grew up and he really understood.

Towards the expectation of the queen mother, he gradually grew into a deep and immovable crown prince of Donggong. His seat became more and more stable, his temperament became deeper and he smiled less and less, and then he became more admired by the queen mother. Great wisdom.

I don't like to be partial and understand temperance. This is true for things and for people. If not, you will have weaknesses and you will have a place where people are poked with a knife.

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"What exactly do you like to eat?" A Chou was impatient, and he twisted Zhong Mingwei's nose again.

"Dumplings," Zhong Mingwei recovered, and smiled heavily at Shang Ahou, only to feel that his heart was soft, "I like to eat dumplings you wrap."

"Hey, let me go to the noodles, let's eat dumplings today!" A Chouhuan got out of bed happily, and then jumped out, he still hummed the drama from somewhere, "He looked at us with our eyes, and we looked at him with eyes. He and we, we shared him, and I was concerned about it twice. The enemy, how can he achieve a marriage, and die in front of the Hall of Lords ..."

Jiasheng thirty-two years June second

Ninggu Tower.

After raining for two days, it was clear today. A Chou gave Zhong Mingwei a big bamboo basket to go out after breakfast. In the mountains after the rain, mushrooms and fungus must be indispensable. A Chou didn't recognize mushrooms very much, but She recognized the fungus, and stopped all the way along the way. When the foot of the mountain was reached, most of the fungus had been picked.

"Girl, are you going out again today?" Chen Qingxuan came out to pour water, and watched A Chou grabbing the fungus on the fence of their house.

"Ah?" A Chou was taken aback. She was still holding the fungus on the fence of others. Anyone who wanted to be caught caught a blush, and immediately blushed, letting go of the fence post while pronouncing, "... Hasn't it stopped raining? I came out to pick some fungus and go back. "

"Are you thirsty?" Chen Qingxuan saw her uncomfortableness, and was so busy now that she had a round jujube. "There is just a jujube tea just cooked at home. The girl comes in and tastes it."

"Is it convenient?" Ah Chou is really embarrassed and always disturbs others. She looked at the muddy shoes and became more embarrassed. While busy, she waved her hand. "No, I'm not thirsty. I just picked so many Auricularia can't be eaten for a while, I will give you half! "

"Dao Dao is indifferent to power. If you don't come in and drink hot tea, I can't accept the fungus," Chen Qingxuan said with a smile, while opening the door, and urged A Chou to say, "Come in Right. "

A Chou had to follow into the yard, and on the side of the steps, he bumped the mud of the soles of the shoes. This followed Chen Qingxuan into the main hall, but not only Chen Qingxuan but also a gray-haired grandmother in front of the windowsill. Embroidered with flowers.