The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Stop singing, Ah Chou squinted his eyes and slurred his words when he said this, When you sing, I feel sleepy...

Then sleep for a while. Zhong Mingwei said.

No, I have to do embroidery for a while, Ah Chou said in a daze while yawning, I haven't washed the dishes yet, and I have to go down the mountain to buy a clay pot to pickle vegetables...

I'll do the embroidery in the afternoon. I'll leave the bowls to wash, and I'll buy the pottery jars after you feel comfortable. Zhong Mingwei ran his big hands along the broken hair on Ah Chou's forehead. The fluffy hair couldn't be tied into the braid, and it was floating in front of Ah Chou's forehead all day long. It was messy and beautiful.

Yes, how beautiful it is.

Zhong Mingwei caressed the soft yellowish hair, as if his heart was about to melt, especially at this time when the sun shines through the window paper, making the room bright and warm, what Ah Chou said is right, you have to lean against the south wall It's comfortable to sleep.

Then I'll sleep for a while... Surrounded by the sun and the man, Ah Chou couldn't help falling asleep. She twisted her body, found a comfortable position in Zhong Mingwei's arms, and then fell asleep.

Zhong Mingwei... When Zhong Mingwei was gently tucking her in the quilt, he heard the girl mumbling again.

What's the matter girl? Zhong Mingwei was so busy that he bent down and asked in a low voice.

...don't drink, the little girl in his family closed her eyes, her slapped face was so white that it was almost transparent, and her fleshy lips were a little dry. One lick, I don't want to drink brown sugar and ginger tea...

Okay, then stop drinking, Zhong Mingwei said softly, Go to sleep, little girl.

In the warm winter sun, Zhong Mingwei looked at the little girl in his arms over and over again.

...

Ah Chou slept so well, and when she woke up, it was already past noon, and Ah Chou was awakened, but at this time, she didn't dare to move at all. Look at the man who is still sleeping next to him.

Zhong Mingwei was in a deep sleep, facing Ah Chou, with one hand resting on A Chou's neck, and the other on A Chou's waist. This was the first time that such an intimate posture had happened. In the past, A Chou had also fallen asleep in Zhong Mingwei's arms. However, she has never been in such a shameful posture. Look at this, she is surrounded by Zhong Mingwei's arms.

Ah Chou's face burned involuntarily. She and Zhong Mingwei were too close, and Zhong Mingwei's breath sprayed on her face. I feel that she is drunk now, her face is flushed, her heart is beating, she is out of breath, she is sweating all over, and her mind is full of muddleheadedness. If this is not drunk, what is it?

So, can a drunk like her... go crazy with alcohol?

A Chou's hand gently covered Zhong Mingwei's face. She faced this face all day long, but she couldn't get enough of it. She always looked at this face secretly, even though her current relationship with Zhong Mingwei She could look at this face openly, but she didn't dare. The inferiority and cowardice burned into her bones during her twelve years of slavery made her used to being cautious, especially in front of Zhong Mingwei.

But at this time, Zhong Mingwei fell asleep, and Ah Chou became more courageous.

Ah Chou's fingertips were gently placed between Zhong Mingwei's brows, and the sleeping man's brows were stretched, but there were still a few faint fine lines, and A Chou gently stroked those fine lines, feeling a little distressed In the past, Zhong Mingwei always frowned, and A Chou hated him the most, but at that time A Chou didn't dare to say anything, so he could only try his best to make the food more delicious and change the mats more frequently. She tried her best to make Zhong Mingwei's life as comfortable as possible, but she also knew that Zhong Mingwei's knot was not here, so she was even more helpless.

But later, Zhong Mingwei gradually stopped frowning his brows, he started to laugh a lot, in fact, his brows and eyes are really good-looking, a person with sharp eyebrows and stars, when he smiles, he looks bright and bright, so he should smile more, Ah Chou When I am happy in my heart, I work harder. In the past, she always complained about the hard work when working in the palace, but now the busier she is, the happier she is. She is no longer alone. Zhong Mingwei said that he will go down the mountain with her to drive a few acres next year. fields, plant a few acres of land, and live their small lives.