The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Zhong Mingwei regretted it so much that his intestines turned green.

You said what kind of thoughts he instilled in Ah Chou so well, he obviously wanted to guard against that annoying sour scholar at the foot of the mountain, but he accidentally put himself into it.

Then how can you believe it? Zhong Mingwei was also very aggrieved and depressed in his heart. For the first time in his life, he showed his loyalty to someone with all his heart, but he was so born that he still didn't believe him. Can he not be angry?

You... Ah Chou cried out of breath, gasped for a long time, and then said in a very useless way, You say it again, I will believe it.

You girl! Zhong Mingwei laughed angrily at her, and immediately took off the handkerchief to wipe her tears, but Ah Chou was so awkward that he just wrapped his arms around his neck and stuck his whole face in his neck Zhong Mingwei let her make trouble, put one arm around her, and gently patted her back with the other to comfort her, Girl, do you really not believe me?

I don't believe you... Ah Chou twitched, his crying became much quieter, If I don't believe you, how can I talk to you? How can I be willing to cling to you every day?

The word sticky won Zhong Mingwei's heart, he smiled lowly, and clapped his hands more vigorously, like an old man who is old and overjoyed.

Don't worry, I will sing the whole song for you in the future. After crying enough, Ah Chou felt embarrassed to invite him again, but his heart was really sweet.

What? Zhong Mingwei didn't understand.

Exploring the Clear Water River, Ah Chou rubbed against his arms, then looked up at him, It's the story of Sister Dalian and Brother Six, don't you want to hear it?

I want to hear it, Zhong Mingwei said with a smile, and took off the handkerchief to wipe her face, I'm just waiting for you to learn it quickly so that you can sing it to me.

Hey, you can just pick it up! Ah Chou laughed, and while twisting his hips around Zhong Mingwei's body again, he hummed again, Tao Ye'er is pointed up, Liu Ye'er That covers the sky. Grandpa Ming who is in his place, listen to me carefully...

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the next day.

When the food at home was finished, Ah Chou went down the mountain again with a bamboo basket on his back.

When he reached the foot of the mountain, he saw Grandma Chen busy in the fenced yard from a distance, and Ah Chou was so busy trotting over.

Grandma, are you collecting cabbage? Let me help you! A Chou pushed open the courtyard door, unloaded the bamboo basket on his back, and entered.

No need, no need! Grandma Chen hurriedly said, but seeing A Chou approaching, Grandma Chen didn't stop her anymore, and said to A Chou with a smile, This cabbage is very easy to harvest, just now Qingxuan is here to help Then, they were all driven into the room by me.

Where is Mr. Chen at home? Ah Chou asked Grandma Chen while looking at the closed door.

Yeah, I'm working hard in the house, Grandma Chen said, with an unconcealed pride on her face, and said to A Chou, I'm going to take the provincial exam early next year, maybe I can win the exam, now every day It's all working hard.

Really? That's great! Ah Chou was also happy, imitating Grandma Chen's way, grasping the sides of the cabbage with both hands, and then twirling vigorously, she picked off a cabbage neatly. She put the cabbage on the On the one hand, and then on the other hand, he said to Grandma Chen, If you become a Juren, you will be able to go to Beijing to take the exam in the next year. Maybe it will be the number one scholar and order to praise the official!

Where is that kind of ability? I don't expect him to be very successful, I just hope that I will be thankful if I can be selected, Grandma Chen said. As I said, as long as he wins the Qing Xuanneng in the provincial examination next year, I will invite him to be a teacher in the magistrate's yamen.

Did Mr. Chen agree? Ah Chou asked, thinking about Chen Qingxuan's noble personality, but he didn't think Chen Qingxuan was a person who could be inferior to others and be a master.

I didn't say I agreed or I didn't agree. This kid really gives me a headache, alas! Grandma Chen shook her head and sighed, I'm getting old, and I don't have any relatives except Qingxuan. Wouldn’t it be nice to let him stay in Ninggu Pagoda steadfastly, to be a master who can eat and drink, and be respected by others? I know he doesn’t want it in his heart, and I’m selfish, but I’m serious I don’t want to let him leave me, alas!”