The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

He doesn't want anything now, he just wants to get along with his little girl day and night, and live a busy and ordinary life. He has long lost the country, the country, the country, and even those people and people who made him hate him so much. He is willing to let go of everything. Ever since he came to Ninggu Tower and met that little girl, he has become the most ordinary and most mundane mountain villager in the world. He wants to live a good life with her. Weaving and raising children, he never thought that such a desolate place would become his paradise.

But these trivial ordinary and sweet, but have a common premise.

Not only the premise, but also his bottom line.

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Zhong Mingwei put his trembling hand on his swollen knee, he stroked the swollen flesh and the dripping pus and blood tremblingly, and suddenly, he pinched it hard.

what!

With a hysterical roar, a large stream of pus and blood spurted out. The foul-smelling pus and blood dripped onto the ground, and the leg trembled violently from top to bottom.

...

Pang Yi sent Langzhong Lu back to the clinic, he didn't dare to waste time, he came back too busy, he was really worried that Zhong Mingwei would stay at home alone, this time he came to Ninggu Pagoda, he always felt that Zhong Mingwei was really different from before It's the same, Zhong Mingwei is so fragile and depressed, which makes him worried, on the way back, he made up his mind, wrote a letter back to the capital tomorrow, resigned from his position in the Southern Border Army, and stayed with Zhong Mingwei in the future. Ning Guta, otherwise he is not at ease.

Your Highness, Mr. Lu is old and dim-sighted, so you must not take it to heart when there is inevitably a misdiagnosis, Pang Yi stood in the yard for a long time to calm himself down, then wiped his face, and then entered When he got out of the bedroom, he had a worried face, but now he smiled, By the way, Your Highness, I just inquired with other doctors in the medical hall, and they said that there is a famous doctor in Yanshe two hundred miles away. His name is Gu Changlin, and he is well-known in the Northeast, and he is best at treating leg ailments, so this subordinate will go on the road tomorrow to invite the doctor to see the injury for His Highness, and the disease will be cured by then.

Zhong Mingwei lay on the kang with his eyes closed, and said to Pang Yi for a long time: Success, bring more money over there.

Yes, I obey. Pang Yi breathed a sigh of relief, leaning over to sit on the edge of the Kang, but then remembered what Zhong Mingwei said yesterday that he was not allowed to sit on the Kang, so he stood up again in a hurry, paused, He hesitated and said to Zhong Mingwei, Your Highness, what Mr. Lu said is not all unreasonable. This Ninggu Pagoda is bitterly cold all the year round, and it is indeed not a good place for the general to raise his body. Otherwise, you should write a letter to the queen mother. , let the Queen Mother think of a way, let the Long Live God order to move you a place?

Pang Yi, Zhong Mingwei opened his eyes, looked at Pang Yi wearily, and said in a deep voice, Today, you can come to Ninggu Pagoda in an open and fair manner, which is already the greatest tolerance of my father to me.

But Your Highness, this Ninggu Pagoda is really difficult. Pang Yi took a breath and sighed again, I am worried that if you stay like this, even if your leg can be cured, it is terrible that it will easily relapse. You Which part of the injury is not afraid of the cold? But this place has more than seven months of cold winter a year, and the subordinates are really worried.

It's not that I don't want to go, I have no choice but to go, Zhong Mingwei said with a frown, doesn't he know that Ning Guta is not easy to recover from his injuries? But what can he do? After a pause, Zhong Mingwei continued, I have been in Ninggu Pagoda for a year now, and the various forces in both the capital and Ninggu Pagoda have been balanced. Father will not disturb this balance easily, let alone Or is it because of me, the crippled prince whom he never liked? Not to mention moving a place for me, the emperor is probably looking forward to my death in Ninggu Tower.

Long live God treats His Highness too... Pang Yi gritted his teeth, but he still didn't finish the rest of the sentence. Suddenly, he remembered another important matter. He looked at Zhong Mingwei and thought for a long time before struggling. He opened his mouth, Your Highness, tomorrow I will set off for Yanshe. The journey will be windy and snowy. I'm afraid I won't be able to come back in three to five days. I don't worry that Your Highness will be alone at home. Otherwise, I will give my wife to you tomorrow. Come up the mountain?

The wife Pang Yi mentioned naturally refers to Duan's daughter, but he doesn't know that Ningguta has never had a Duan's daughter, only a disfigured girl named Ah Chou.