The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

That's it, Ah Chou stepped on again in shock, but was too busy to tell Zhong Mingwei, Don't step on the snow, you won't be able to stand still, just step on my footprints and walk!

Okay. Zhong Mingwei obediently stepped on Ah Chou's footprints, but the footprints were small and beautiful, and Zhong Mingwei was a little reluctant to step on them.

Okay, let's go here today, the snow will melt in a while, and the feet must be cold, the two stopped in the courtyard, Ah Chou supported Zhong Mingwei to stand where he was resting, while looking up at Zhong Mingwei, Wu Liu Liu's eyes were clear and bright, Are you happy?

Happy. Zhong Mingwei said with a smile, although his knee hurts badly, but he was happy from the bottom of his heart.

Hey, I didn't lie to you, did I? Ah Chou blinked and smiled triumphantly, Get up early tomorrow, and I'll make a snowman for you, just like you!

Make another one like you, and let's stand outside together and enjoy the winter snow, Zhong Mingwei said, while reaching out to wipe the fine snowflakes from Ah Chou's forehead, Didn't you say you want to sing a little song for me? Did you hear me?

You...you, do you still remember? A Chou blushed suddenly, and said shyly.

Sing quickly, Zhong Mingwei urged Ah Chou, don't think this is just a fool.

But I really forgot... Ah Chou's face turned even redder, and he lost his tongue, I'll just remember one sentence, do you want to listen?

Listen, Zhong Mingwei shook off his cloak, enveloping Ah Chou in his body, I'll listen to you as soon as you sing.

Then I'll sing, Ah Chou shyly wrapped his arms around Zhong Mingwei's waist, with his forehead resting on Zhong Mingwei's chest, and when he spoke again, there was a slight tremor in his sweet and greasy voice, Waiting for slaves with long hair Waist-length, it would be nice for Mr. Lang to marry a slave...

Okay. Zhong Mingwei's heart trembled, and he lowered his head to kiss Ah Chou's hair.

Zhong Mingwei, Ah Chou lay in the man's arms for a while, and when he raised his head again, his eyes were glistening with water, and those wet eyes just looked at Zhong Mingwei without blinking, I never thought of me before. Will marry.

Now I can think about it. Zhong Mingwei said softly, while wiping the teardrops from the corners of Ah Chou's eyes with his hand.

Zhong Mingwei, I bought red silk at the market this afternoon, and I also bought high-quality silk threads. I bought threads of every color. Embroidery with dragon and phoenix must look good, Ah Chou grinned, clearly smiling. Her eyes narrowed into crescent moons, but her tears couldn't stop, Isn't there a wedding at home in the jewelry store? The jewelry in the store is cheap. It's usually cheaper. I bought a set too. The shopkeeper said it was gilded, which is a rare item in Ninggu Pagoda, and I don't know if what he said is true or not, but I recognize the flower on the hairpin as Bingdilian...

Okay, when we get married, I'll comb your hair and wear this set of jewelry for you. Zhong Mingwei's vision was blurred, he couldn't see Ah Chou's face clearly, and in a blur, he saw A skinny little girl held a half-embroidered embroidery piece in front of him——

Do you think this pattern looks good?

You haven't finished embroidering, how do I know if it looks good or not?

What about this one? Do you think this one looks good? This is Fish Playing Between the Lotus Leaves, this one is Flying with Wings, and this one is Bingdilian. Let's take a look, which one looks better?

Why are you asking this? Why are you still blushing?

Who told you to look at me? Look here! Tell me, which one looks the best?!

This one.

...

At that time, the weather was not as cold as this. At noon in early autumn, it was slightly hot and dry. He casually pointed to the embroidered piece of Bingdilian in Ah Chou's hand.

Zhong Mingwei felt that his heart was about to burst, and the sweetness and blood inside was bubbling out, flowing to every corner of his body, as sweet as it was, it hurt as much.

Girl... Zhong Mingwei's voice was choked with sobs, and the man with a big head leaned down on Ah Chou's thin shoulders, sobbing slightly, Girl, my life...you are worth it...

Yeah, what's not worth it?

Thirty-two years ago, he hated the sky without eyes, making him the most eye-catching figure in the imperial city. His father hated him, his siblings hated him, he was a card in his dearest grandmother's hand, Every step of his growth is frightening, every one of his marriages is accompanied by calculations, how many times the undercurrent surged, how many times he almost died in Huangquan, every time the sun rises in the east, he feels lucky and tired, This is a life he has no choice, and it is also a road he cannot turn back.