The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

I didn't know that I had such a delicate thought, but it was hard for Guard Kong's exquisite heart. Chen Qingxuan smiled calmly, and looked at the ugly Kong Wenmin in front of him lightly, It's just Guard Kong's I am afraid that the exquisite heart with seven apertures is used in the wrong place. If it is used on Ms. Fang, I am afraid that Ms. Fang has already secretly promised to guard Kong. What about people entering the mansion? Guard Kong, don’t you think so?”

Miss Fang, Fang Chengyin, is the jewel in the palm of the magistrate.

Chen Qingxuan, what do you mean by that?! Kong Wenmin's face froze suddenly, his face that had been calm and expressionless at this time was terribly ugly, he stepped forward suddenly, and grabbed Chen Qingxuan's front collar , squinting at Chen Qingxuan, while gritting his teeth, said, If I hear you slandering Miss again in the future, see if I won't smash your mouth! Let's see how sharp your teeth will be in the future!

I really understand Guard Kong's anger, but if Guard Kong wants to break my mouth, I'm afraid he'll have to go through the magistrate's test first, Chen Qingxuan said calmly, raising his hand gently He patted Kong Wenmin's hand, and said to Kong Wenmin with a smile, Guard Kong, it's getting late, I'm afraid it's not good to keep the magistrate waiting for a long time?

Hmph! Kong Wenmin snorted coldly, then suddenly threw away his hand, then turned around and strode towards the carriage.

Chen Qingxuan followed him slowly, walked to the front of the carriage, leaned on the door frame to get on the carriage, and the cat got into the carriage, but before he could sit still, he heard a loud driver from outside. Drive! Before Chen Qingxuan could react, he fell into the carriage, as if all the bones in his body were about to fall apart, he took a few deep breaths, and was about to climb on the wall of the carriage. When he got up, there was another sound of Driver drive!, followed by the horse neighing and running forward like crazy.

Kong Wenmin! You are courting death! The next second, as he fell down again, Chen Qingxuan couldn't help yelling, Kong Wenmin, stop! Do you hear me!

Kong Wenmin listened to the endless yelling and scolding in the carriage, but he didn't take it to heart at all. Instead of being angry, he hummed a little song in a good mood, while driving the carriage, running leisurely in this pure white In a world of ice and snow.

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Pang Yi barely slept last night. He was dazed on the floor for a while, and then got up too busy. Today he has to go down the mountain to find a reliable doctor. Before that, he still has a lot of things to do Woolen cloth.

Pang Yi quickly rolled up the bedding, washed the pot, boiled a large pot of boiling water, washed the few clothes that Zhong Mingwei had changed, and then swept the floor inside and out again. There are dishes and chopsticks that were not washed last night, bedding that was not cleaned up, and grain, oil, rice and noodles piled up in the side room, all of which are waiting for him to clean up. It is not a heavy job, but to be honest, for Pang Yi, These trivial jobs are even more tiring.

After Pang Yi finished these things, it was already an hour later, and Zhong Mingwei had already woken up. Pang Yi was so busy that he made a pot of jasmine for Zhong Mingwei, and said apologetically, Your Highness, I I just found a bag of jasmine, and I will go down the mountain later to buy you some maojian, and you can drink it first.

No, that's fine. After resting all night, Zhong Mingwei's energy was much better than last night. While drinking a large bowl of jasmine tea in one go, he passed the tea bowl over again, Here I pour a bowl.

It had been several days since he had drunk jasmine, and he really missed the faint fragrance.

Yes, Pang Yi took the rough porcelain bowl in a hurry, poured another bowl for Zhong Mingwei and handed it over, and said, Your Highness, may I cook some dumplings for you?

Zhong Mingwei didn't speak, and took a few sips of jasmine tea with his head down, then put down the tea bowl, looked up at Pang Yi: Help me down.

Your Highness, you can't go down now! Pang Yi said in a hurry, Your Highness, what do you want to do, what do you want, just tell your subordinates, you don't need to go down the kang by yourself...

I want it to be convenient, Zhong Mingwei cut off Pang Yi's words helplessly, while pointing to the corner of the wall next to the opposite bed, It's over there.