The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

The two returned to their home on the mountainside. After Pang Yi carried Zhong Mingwei into the room, he was busy lighting a fire and burning the kang. However, he had lived in southern Xinjiang for many years, and he had used the kang everywhere. Now he was choking on the kang. He kept coughing, and the smell of cigarettes filled the room.

Light the fire with wheat stalks, Zhong Mingwei called him into the room, then pointed to a pair of wheat stalks in the corner, which are usually used to ignite fires, then add a handful of leaves and corn cobs. , and finally use firewood.

Yes, Pang Yi answered while coughing, and started the fire according to the method taught by Zhong Mingwei. Sure enough, the kang was burned after a while. Xiang Zhongmingwei said in surprise, Your Highness, you...

Pang Yi didn't go on with the rest of the sentence, his expression was a little subtle, he coughed, and climbed onto the kang to lay the kang for Zhong Mingwei.

In fact, he just wanted to say, Your Highness, how can you even light a fire now, but after thinking about it, how can you not? He is no longer the noble prince of the Eastern Palace, but a most ordinary commoner, perhaps even worse than a commoner. If he wants to survive in such a desolate place as Ninggu Pagoda, he has to learn everything.

Pang Yi was very sad. A thirty-year-old man had never felt so sad. He couldn't even imagine how Zhong Mingwei had survived the past year, and how he dragged his broken leg in the smoky He learned how to set fire to the kang, he wiped his face, tried his best not to lose his composure, and was so busy tidying up the messy bedding on the kang.

I can do it myself, Zhong Mingwei frowned at Pang Yi, I don't need you to clean it up.

It's fine if I come, Your Highness, you just rest... Of course Pang Yi didn't agree, he stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt, and then firmly grasped his wrist with a hand that was covered with gauze.

I said, I'll do it myself, Zhong Mingwei looked at Pang Yi with a sullen face. This time, he was seriously injured, and his whole body was haggard a lot, but his eyes were still as sharp and deep as before. Staring at Pang Yi like this, Go down, and don't come up on this Kang in the future.

This is his and Ah Chou's home. He actually doesn't want anyone to set foot here, not even Pang Yi. If it wasn't for his inconvenient health and no one to help him, he would have sent Pang Yi down the mountain a long time ago, so when As soon as Pang Yi climbed onto the kang, Zhong Mingwei couldn't help it anymore. This is his and A Chou's kang, and there are A Chou's clothes on it, A Chou's pillow, and there may be A Chou on the pillow. How could he allow others to touch his hair?

Yes, I obey. Pang Yi didn't quite understand Zhong Mingwei's meaning, but he didn't dare to ask those sharp and deep eyes. Go fetch a bucket of water, and when it’s hot, wipe your face.”

Okay. Zhong Mingwei nodded, without saying anything else, he reached out and rubbed the pink and tender pillow beside him.

Pang Yi found the bucket from the outer hall and brought it to the yard. The last time he came here, he saw that there was a well in the yard. When he came to the well, he hooked the bucket and put it down, and then there was a click With a sound, Pang Yi was just trying to lower the bucket, and then the rope became loose. Only then did Pang Yi realize that the well might be frozen.

Pang Yi glanced at a big stone beside the well, and immediately threw the stone into the well. With a loud plop, the ice surface in the well broke, and Pang Yi finally brought up a bucket of Taking the water from Binglingzi, I was so busy that I carried the water into the room.

Your Highness, what's the matter with you? As soon as Pang Yifu put down the bucket, he saw that something was wrong with Zhong Mingwei. Holding a small pillow in his hand, he turned his head to look at the window with a broken corner, his face was very ugly. , the lips seemed to be still trembling.

Pang Yi only said that the wound on Zhong Mingwei's body was in unbearable pain, and he said anxiously: Your Highness, what's wrong with you? How about I go down the mountain to invite a doctor for you?

It's okay. Zhong Mingwei shook his head slowly, still looking straight at the broken window, and it took a long time before he spoke again, Is the well frozen again?

Yeah, the ice is so thick, it's the first time I know that well water can freeze, and it's so thick that even a bucket can't be broken, Pang Yi nodded, squatting down to check Zhong Mingwei's legs and feet, He continued, It just so happens that there is a big rock beside the well, otherwise it really wouldn't be able to break through such a thick ice, the sound of breaking the ice just now was loud, did it startle His Highness?