The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

She lied today. She didn't come to find some embroidered lady for advice, but to go to the magistrate's office. A total of one or two or three renminbi of silver was returned.

Kong Wenjie said it was a reward from the magistrate, but now that they have money, it is not easy to take other people's rewards, and if Zhong Mingwei finds out that they have received rewards before, they will definitely be angry, so Meiya also wants to talk to them today. Kong Wenjie made it clear that he would not send money to them in the future. Of course, Zhong Mingwei couldn't let Zhong Mingwei know about this kind of thing, but he still lied after all. Thinking of coming back quickly, don't make Zhong Mingwei wait in a hurry, and he has to come back to cook for Gu Changlin, and he agreed to make eight dishes and eight bowls to catch the wind.

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As soon as Meiya left, Gu Changlin got up, and he went directly into the bedroom without washing up, which surprised Zhong Mingwei.

Sir, are you awake? Zhong Mingwei put down the silk thread in his hand, and went over to ask, Sir, are you hungry? I'll heat the porridge for you, and heat some steamed buns...

Don't worry, I'm not hungry, Gu Changlin cut off Zhong Mingwei's words, and sat down on the kang. He looked at the colorful silk threads in the sewing basket, and then at Zhong Mingwei, hesitant to speak, Ming Wei...

What's the matter? Sir, please speak up if you have something to say. Zhong Mingwei also saw that Gu Changlin was wrong. Last night, Meiya said that Gu Changlin's complexion was not very good. He didn't take it seriously, but looking at it now, he felt that Gu Changlin must have something wrong. It's something on my mind, otherwise a person who is usually so free and easy, wouldn't have such a dignified expression.

Extend your hand. Gu Changlin pursed his lips and said.

Yes, Zhong Mingwei said, rolled up his sleeves, then stretched out his hand, seeing Gu Changlin's fingers resting on his wrist, for some reason, Zhong Mingwei felt inexplicably uneasy. He felt his pulse from time to time, and he never felt uneasy, but at this moment, his heart was in a panic. He watched those two fingers pressed on his wrist for a long time, and he didn't take them away for a long time. Zhong Mingwei His heart was in his throat, Sir, is it because of my leg injury?

Gu Changlin didn't speak, just shook his head lightly, after a while, he took his hand back, his wrinkled hand trembled slightly, he was so busy that he retracted his hand into his sleeve.

Sir, please have tea. Zhong Mingwei poured a cup of tea and brought it to Gu Changlin. After a pause, he said again in a deep voice, Sir, what's wrong with me? You can say it bluntly, I can bear anything .”

At this time, Zhong Mingwei also guessed that Gu Changlin had waited until there were only the two of them left at home, and then came to give him a pulse. Gu Changlin must have something to say to him.

Ming Wei, Gu Changlin looked up at Zhong Mingwei. The old man who always loves to talk and laugh, but is not serious, suddenly became serious, which was a bit scary. He just looked at Zhong Mingwei with that kind of compassionate eyes. Sighed softly, and then looked away, Have you ever thought about why you are thirty-three years old and don't have a son and a half? I heard that you used to be in the capital, and there was no shortage of women in the back house. of.

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Prefect Yamen.

Just like the first time I came here, Meiya lingered in front of the magistrate's yamen for a while, then bit the bullet and went to the guard brother at the door to ask if Kong Wenjie was in the yamen. The guard recognized Meiya and knew Meiya and Kong Wenjie were acquaintances, so they brought Meiya into the magistrate's yamen and sent them to Kong Wenjie's small courtyard. It was inconvenient for him to go in because of his low status, so he went back immediately, leaving Meiya to bite the bullet and go in .

Guard Kong? Meiya entered the small courtyard lightly. It was the first time she entered the magistrate's office. She was a little scared, looking around and moving in step by step, Guard Kong, are you there?

Who are you? He didn't see Kong Wenjie, but saw a girl who looked like a maid coming out of the room, condescendingly looking down on Meiya with frowning eyebrows.

I... I am here to look for Guard Kong, Meiya shrank her neck in a hurry. She was always afraid of such a powerful person. In the Yanxi Palace, she was most afraid of such a high-ranking maid. As soon as his calf was twisted, he lowered his head in a hurry, and said in a low voice, Guard Kong recognizes me.