The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

After eating, Zhong Mingwei urged Ah Chou to move the bedding and pillows. Ah Chou shyly rolled up the bedding and carried him into the room. Then Zhong Mingwei stared at the loose straw mat in her hand and suddenly moved His face darkened.

Ah Chou hurriedly said, I'm going to throw it away.

Zhong Mingwei didn't speak, but his complexion improved a lot. He obviously agreed with Ah Chou's words. At that moment, A Chou had to put the quilt on the bed, and then went out with the straw mat. It's just that she is a little stingy. Afraid to throw away the straw mat, she tiptoedly carried the straw mat back to the original room, rolled it up and placed it against the wall. In order not to be discovered by Zhong Mingwei, she specially put the straw mat behind the door.

A Chou curled her lips proudly for her wit, she would not throw away such a good mat, maybe it will be useful in the future.

When A Chou returned to his room, Zhong Mingwei had already sat on Kang Yan'er, and waved to A Chou: Girl, help me onto the bed.

Are you going to sleep on the bed? Ah Chou looked surprised, Didn't you sleep on the kang all the time? You don't need to change places, I just go to sleep on the bed.

Come and help me. Zhong Mingwei didn't want to talk nonsense with her, so he repeated it again.

That's fine, Ah Chou could only nod, paused, and then said, Wait a minute, I'll make the bed for you.

Ah Chou climbed onto the bed while talking, and spread out the rolled up mattress. After the mattress was spread out, when she was about to get out of bed, she just remembered that the blanket on this bed belonged to her. I became embarrassed, and when I was about to get out of bed to get Zhong Mingwei's quilt from the kang, I heard the man behind me say: It's okay, it's all the same.

Oh. Ah Chou replied softly, and didn't change the bedding anymore, but he was muttering in his heart, it's the same everywhere, sleep on the bedding you've slept on, cover the quilt you've covered, I can sleep anywhere Got it?

But A Chou obviously worried too much. After she washed the dishes and boiled hot water to wash the two of them, her sleepy eyelids were already fighting. She helped Zhong Mingwei onto the bed, and climbed up again. After getting off the kang, she lay on Zhong Mingwei's pillow and covered Zhong Mingwei's quilt, and she didn't feel any pressure at all, so she just fell into a drowsy sleep.

Zhong Mingwei couldn't sleep anymore. The clothes on the bottom bunk exuded the smell of Ah Chou's body. It wasn't a scent, but that kind of inexplicable girlish smell. For Zhong Mingwei, it was really confusing, especially in the dead of night, especially when Ah Chou was lying on the kang not far from him.

The candle was still on, and the flame was jumping and jumping, very much like Zhong Mingwei's heartbeat at this moment. He slowly turned his head, and when he saw the girl's sleeping face, he was too busy to look away.

Pfft! Zhong Mingwei blew out the candle.

Zhong Mingwei. In the darkness, Zhong Mingwei heard the girl's vague voice, which seemed to be raving, as if it was right next to his ear.

What's wrong? Zhong Mingwei's temples throbbed violently.

You...you don't read anymore? Ah Chou's voice became more vague, followed by the sound of turning over, Why, why did you blow the lamp so early?

In the darkness, Zhong Mingwei took a deep breath and let it out gently.

I won't watch it, I'll watch it tomorrow. After a while, Zhong Mingwei said softly.

Oh, when will you be free... read me the stories in the book... Ah Chou's voice became softer, and he could barely utter a tone in the end, I like... listening to stories the most. ...

Okay, I'll read it to you, Zhong Mingwei said softly, with an unusual tenderness in every word, However, we have to wait until you grow up.

August 15th, the thirty-second year of Jiasheng.

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Compassion Palace.

The Empress Dowager has always practiced on Mount Wutai and never goes down the mountain easily, so this is the first time in ten years that the Empress Dowager celebrates the Mid-Autumn Festival in the palace, and Long Live God naturally attaches great importance to it, so on this day, Long Live God Zhong Zhiheng is in the Palace of Compassion Had the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner with the Empress Dowager. As for the other empresses and princes, although they were eagerly looking forward to coming over, the Lord Long Live issued an order early in the morning, saying that this year's Mid-Autumn Festival would only be spent with the Empress Dowager, mother and son, which naturally hurt a lot of people who had dressed up early. Beautiful girls.