The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

There are eight Jiang family brothers, seven of whom have already been executed by Fang Zuotang's order, and the third Jiang family member was not in Ninggu Pagoda, so he was lucky to save his life, but this time the meaning of Long Live Lord could not be more clear, Dai Jingfeng is in the imperial study Kneeling in front of him until his legs were swollen, he naturally knew it well, Long Live Lord didn't care about this matter, how could one of the Jiang family's eight tigers get away with it? So the youngest of the Jiang family was his confidant for many years, but he had to die, otherwise he would lose his two legs sooner or later.

An old fox like Dai Jingfeng knows everything he sees. He limped out of the palace that day, and quickly ordered someone to execute that Jinyiwei named Jiang Jinwan, Zhou Youan said, pouring the wine for himself. Cup of tea, while looking at Ma Zhiming, Anyway, after pulling out the eight tigers of the Jiang family, Ninggu Pagoda is finally at ease now.

Yeah, I'm at ease, Ma Zhiming nodded, and looked at Zhou You'an again, You should send someone to Chaoning Ancient Pagoda now, and pass on the Lord's order to the Kong brothers and Fang Zuotang.

Yes, this subordinate obeys, Zhou Youan nodded in agreement, and asked hesitantly, General, is that Mr. Fang really reliable?

He is an old acquaintance of the lord, and he has helped our Imperial Forest Army a lot these years. He took good care of the Ninggu Tower and did not give the Jinyiwei a chance to expand in the Northeast. Don't look at that Master Fang who has always been low-key. Zhang Yang, but he knows it in his heart, Ma Zhiming said, while patting Zhou You'an again, Let's go.

Yes, this subordinate obeys. Zhou You'an got up in a hurry and left in a hurry.

Ma Zhiming picked up the letter and stood up, walked to the brazier, and threw the letter into it.

...

Jiasheng thirty-three years March three

Ning Guta.

After breakfast, Gu Changlin changed Zhong Mingwei's medicine, and then went down the mountain with Pang Yi. Pang Yi was going to find a suitable house. Gu Changlin was going down the mountain to relieve his hunger. But he was always alone, which was really meaningless, so taking advantage of the good weather today, Gu Changlin followed Pang Yi down the mountain.

After Pang Yi and Gu Changlin left, only Meiya and Zhong Mingwei were left at home. The weather was fine today, and Meiya took out the quilt and pillows to dry, and gave Zhong Mingwei's cloak and cotton robe Take them out to dry, Zhong Mingwei can't go out on weekdays, these winter clothes are actually useless, they are just piled up in the cabinet, it will inevitably have a musty smell, Mei Ya is so clean, every now and then Take it out to dry.

There was no drying rope in the yard, but it was pulled up after Pang Yi came. Now it is much more convenient to dry clothes than before, and there is no need to carry the cabinet in and out.

When Meiya hung the last piece of clothing on the drying line, a thin layer of sweat had already formed on her face. She raised her hand, wiped the sweat off her face with her sleeve, and patted the sweat on her face again. The moon-white tunic that Zhong Mingwei usually wears is a piece of clothing that Zhong Mingwei usually wears. It is made by Mei Ya Rabu for Zhong Mingwei. It is not made of expensive materials, but it is made of cotton and cotton. It is comfortable to wear. Zhong Mingwei always likes to wear it next to the body. Come on After this dress, Zhong Mingwei didn't like the old silk pajamas much anymore, but he wore this one for eight out of ten days. He wore it frequently, and Meiya naturally washed it frequently.

Meiya stretched out her hands to arrange the clothes neatly, trying not to leave a single crease. After arranging, Meiya moved her face closer to the moon-white coat, sniffing the smell vigorously. The smell of soap locust mixed with the man's breath came out, Meiya couldn't help but chuckled, her red face rubbed against it for a long time, then she turned back with the basin in her hand, but Meiya turned her head, and then The whole person froze, and then blushed up to the neck.

The broken window was pushed open at some point, and her man was lying on the window sill and staring at her without blinking.

You... What are you doing with the window open? Are you afraid of freezing? Meiya walked coyly to the window with a basin in her hand.

How can we see it without opening the window? Zhong Mingwei said softly, while reaching out to rub Meiya's soft hair.

What did you see? Meiya lowered her head so low that she stared at her padded shoes. The new black padded shoes were embroidered with bright red lotuses, just like Meiya at this moment. s face.