The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Hey! Pang Yi was so busy driving the carriage in.

Mr. Gu, are you tired from the journey? As soon as the carriage stopped, Meiya hurried up to greet him, opened the door of the carriage, and said to Gu Changlin inside with a smile, Are you hungry too? If not, I'll make you a bowl of noodle soup to warm you up.

No girl, Gu Changlin looked haggard and his voice was lower than usual. He was helped out by Pang Yi. He looked at Meiya who was standing in front of him with his neck curled up. His eyes were a little pity and complicated. Patting Meiya's shoulder lightly, he said, Go back quickly, don't catch a cold.

It's not cool, it's not cool, you're back, I'm happy, hehe, Meiya was really happy, her eyes were sparkling, and she walked towards the house with Gu Changlin on her side, talking endlessly, I didn't know what to do yesterday. I started to mutter, why are you and Pang Yi still not coming back? Ming Wei said that you would not come back until after the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, but I thought it would not take that long, and I was right, Mr. Gu, today It’s too late, forget it, I’ll catch up with you and Pang Yi well tomorrow, eight dishes and eight bowls are a lot.”

Okay, I don't feel like eating anything these days, I just miss your craftsmanship, girl. Gu Changlin rubbed Meiya's slightly disheveled hair with a smile, and said, Go back quickly, I also I'm going to take a break.

Then, Mr. Gu, take a good rest, Meiya hurriedly said, while watching Gu Changlin enter the side room, she shrank her neck and stomped her feet back to the bedroom. As soon as she came in, she grinned Tell Zhong Mingwei, I'm freezing to death, it's already April, why is it still so cold? Hiss!

Who told you to stay outside for so long? You didn't hurry back after opening the door for them, what are you talking about? Zhong Mingwei complained, while he was so busy that he lifted the quilt to let Meiya slip in, and put Meiya's cold hands Clamping it under the armpit, and pinching Meiya's foot with both legs, he kept reprimanding, Look at your hands and feet are so cold, it should hurt again this month.

No, didn't Mr. Gu prescribe medicine for me? Meiya nestled in Zhong Mingwei's arms and squinted her eyes comfortably, I feel much better after taking it, and it doesn't hurt so much these few times. That's great.

Well, then let the master make some more pairs for you, Zhong Mingwei said, while tucking the quilt for Meiya. This girl is not honest when she sleeps at night, and Zhong Mingwei has to get up every night to tuck her up. Everyone in Meiya was confused by the quilt, Zhong Mingwei leaned over and kissed Meiya's smooth forehead, Little girl, go to sleep.

Hmm... Meiya groaned, put her hand on Zhong Mingwei's neck, and kissed Zhong Mingwei's green chin, while groaning, Tomorrow, make something delicious...for Mr. Gu, he , He may have been frozen on the way, and his complexion is not good, tomorrow he can make more delicious comforts...

Okay, I'll thank you for Mr. Gu first, Zhong Mingwei said with a smile, while patting Meiya's back lightly, he said softly, Stop talking, go to sleep.

...

the next day.

After all, Meiya still didn't make eight dishes and eight bowls, because Gu Changlin didn't even get up, and slept in the side room in the dark, probably because he was too tired on the road, and Meiya was too embarrassed to go over and ask him to get up, but Pang Yi got up a lot. In the morning, I didn’t eat at home, so I rushed down the mountain, saying that I was going to Nanshan to see the yard. Now that it’s starting to thaw, I need to find a helper first. After a while, the pond can be dredged.

So Meiya cooked a meal for two, and ate in the bedroom with Zhong Mingwei. Meiya was a little absent-minded, and drank more than half of the bowl of porridge, but there was no dish with a chopstick. Zhong Mingwei could see it, and immediately picked up a chopstick Put the egg in the bowl of Meiya, and asked: What's the matter? What are you thinking?

No, it's nothing, Meiya shook her head in a hurry, but just as she met Zhong Mingwei's eyes, she sniffed guiltily, and finally put down the bowl and chopsticks, and asked what had been pent up in her heart for a long time, Should we move in after the house at the foot of Nanshan has been tidied up?

What? You don't want to move there? Zhong Mingwei was a little surprised, looking at Meiya, Didn't you say that you will come to skate on the pond in winter? If you don't move there, how can you skate?

But... Mr. Gu and Pang Yi are going to move there too? Meiya said a bit awkwardly, Didn't you buy the house because you thought there were too many people? Why... why did you live together again?