The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

After a pause with both hands, Zhong Mingwei immediately tied a beautiful knot, then stretched out his hand and put Ah Chouhuan into his arms, and said softly: Girl, don't worry, I'm learning quickly, and my legs will recover faster .”

What worries me? A Chouhong said in a low voice, Even if I have worries, I'm worried about whether I can get the wedding dress out.

Then you can do it from tomorrow, Zhong Mingwei said softly, holding Ah Chou's white but rough hand, and said, In the future, you are not allowed to make wedding clothes for others, and you can make wedding clothes for yourself with peace of mind. Clothes bar, we can buy whatever material we like, and whatever pattern we like, you can just embroider on it. When the wedding dress is made, my legs should be healed too. At that time, girl, I will hold you in the door .”

It is not the custom of the capital for the groom to carry the bride into the door. After all, it is at the feet of the emperor. The groom can't even touch his hands.

It is the custom of the Ninggu Pagoda for the groom to carry the bride into the door. In the borderlands, people don’t care much about etiquette, but they pay more attention to human feelings. When Ah Chou went down the mountain, he saw the groom happily hugging the bride from the sedan chair all the way. When I entered the house, Ah Chou was stunned. When I came back, I chatted with Zhong Mingwei, half with emotion and half with curiosity, but Zhong Mingwei remembered it clearly.

That's good, Ah Chou said with tears in his eyes, looking sideways at Zhong Mingwei, It just so happens that I'm not heavy, so you can definitely hug me.

Girl, you can be a little heavier, Zhong Mingwei also laughed, with a comfortable yet somewhat helpless smile, I am very strong, even if you are twice as fat, I can still carry you.

Well, I'll start eating nonsense from today, and I'll let you marry a fat woman to come in. Ah Chou replied.

It's better to be fatter, the flesh feels comfortable, and it's still Wangfu, Zhong Mingwei said, lowering his head and kissing Ah Chou's wet eyes, and said softly, Girl, don't cry.

I'm happy, A Chou's voice was slightly choked, Zhong Mingwei, I'm happy.

Girl, I'm happy too. Zhong Mingwei held Ah Chou's face, gently wiped the tears from the corners of A Chou's eyes with his fingertips, Don't cry, my heart will break if I cry again.

Just to make you hurt! I have to make you hurt! Ah Chou muttered ferociously, while burying his face in Zhong Mingwei's hands. The fierce girl who was barking her teeth and claws just now is as cute as a cat, Zhong Mingwei , I heard that when you get married here in Ninggu Pagoda, you have to go to the Yuelao Temple to worship Yuelao, and you have to write the names of the two on the red silk and hang them on the tree. Naturally, your name cannot be hung It's on the tree outside, but...but I also want to...

Then let's hang it on the pomegranate tree in the yard, Zhong Mingwei said softly, We are as sincere as the couple next to us, and naturally the name is the same wherever it is hung.

Zhong Mingwei is not an ordinary person, even though he is just a common man now, he has to keep a low profile as much as possible, besides, his nominal wife is Duan Rulan, so naturally his name cannot appear in Yuelao Temple with other women's names.

Yeah, it's the same wherever you hang it. Our hearts are the most sincere, Ah Chou said softly, raising his head and looking at Zhong Mingwei with unblinking eyes, Zhong Mingwei, can you Do I have a name? I want to have a nice name, and hang it on the tree with your name. I don’t want to be called A Chou. I didn’t have a last name before, but now I’m getting married, and I can take my husband’s last name. Ming Wei, let me give you a name.

Zhong Mingwei's nose suddenly became sore, he held Ah Chou's face with both hands, and gently moved towards it, his forehead was pressed against A Chou's forehead, his nose rubbed against A Chou's round nose, and said softly: Do you really want me to name you?

Yes, Ah Chou whispered, his thick eyelashes slapping the man's eyes, I have never had a name, and Mother Xiang took pity on me and wanted to give me a name, but I didn't, and let others call me Ugly girl, I never thought about choosing a name again. After all, I have no father or mother. I can’t even remember my last name. I really want a name, a name that can be hung on a tree with your name, a... name you gave me.