The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Chen Qingxuan looked at the exquisite dragon and phoenix wedding invitation in his hand, and his hands trembled a little. It was obviously only two pages, but he felt that it was heavier than a thousand pieces of gold. When it came into view, his heart suddenly sank...

What's so good about it? My handwriting is ugly.

Where is it ugly? It is obviously very beautiful, girl, have you practiced calligraphy before?

No, no, I don't even know a few words, how can I have practiced words?

But your handwriting is beautiful, do you want to practice handwriting? Then I will teach you, okay?

What's wrong? Is there something wrong? Why is your face so red? Did you not close the window last night?

No, no, I'm fine, Mr. Chen, what do you want for lunch?

What? I just want to teach you how to write, and you're thinking about paying my tuition?

Mr. Chen, I don't want to learn to write anymore.

What's wrong? Why don't you want to write all of a sudden?

I already have a master who teaches writing, and I don't want to find another master.

It's him?

...

Sure enough, it was him.

Chen Qingxuan's hands were shaking so badly that he couldn't hold back any longer. He was so busy that he put the wedding invitation on the table, and then smiled dryly at Zhong Mingwei: Yes, such a good day, when the time comes, I will Grandma and I must be there.

It's so good, Zhong Mingwei heaved a sigh of relief, and then raised his chin to Pang Yi. At that moment, Pang Yi was so busy that he put the stack of books in his hand on the table. Zhong Mingwei pointed at the stack of books, and then smiled Tell Chen Qingxuan, I know that Mr. Chen admires Taifu Ding, so I asked Pang Yi to buy a few copies of Taifu Ding's works for Mr. Chen a few days ago, but I don't know whether Mr. Chen has read them.

This... Chen Qingxuan looked at the stack of books in front of him, and he didn't want to accept it, but he was afraid of offending Zhong Mingwei, so he paused for a moment, then nodded to Zhong Mingwei with a smile, Then thank you for your trouble, sir.

It's nothing, it's just a matter of a few books, Zhong Mingwei said with a smile, while sipping his tea, he looked at Chen Qingxuan again, The Taifu has a righteous attitude on his shoulders, a generation of Confucian scholars, with the ability to set things right, and save the world and the people. , It will be to your benefit to read more books by the Tai Tuo.

Chen Qingxuan was startled, then bowed and said: Yes, Qingxuan has made a note.

This is not the first time he has been shocked by Zhong Mingwei's aura, he is obviously a cripple who can't even walk well, and he is sitting there talking calmly, but Chen Qingxuan feels inexplicably intimidated by his aura He was very human, even when facing Fang Zuotang, Chen Qingxuan never felt this way, he always felt that he was not a person who lived in the world for a long time, and definitely did not have such aura.

Prepare for the exam well. It looks like the township exam is about to come. Zhong Mingwei nodded to Chen Qingxuan, standing up while supporting the table, I won't bother you any more.

At the moment Chen Qingxuan sent Zhong Mingwei out, and Meiya also chose dishes for Grandma Chen. Seeing him coming out, she was too busy to help her, but when she saw his dusty hands, she was so busy that she ran over to wash them again. Bouncing over, he put his hand around Zhong Mingwei's arm, and said goodbye to Grandma Chen and Chen Qingxuan with a smile: Grandma, Mr. Chen, let's go first!

Let's go! Slow down on the road. Grandma Chen also waved to her.

You walk better today than yesterday, I'm not complimenting you, it's true! Meiya smiled at Chen Qingxuan, helped Zhong Mingwei across the threshold, and then got into the carriage again, and Meiya also got on The carriage waved to Grandma Chen and Chen Qingxuan again, Grandma, Mr. Chen, you must come over by then!

Don't worry! Grandma Chen said with a smile. When the carriage ran away, Grandma Chen's smile disappeared a little bit. She looked back at Chen Qingxuan who had been silent behind her, and sighed softly for a while, Qingxuan, From now on, grandma won't force you to get married, and you can find out slowly, when will you meet someone you like, and when will you get married again.

Grandma, Chen Qingxuan looked at Grandma Chen's wrinkled face, feeling a little guilty, but more relieved, Thank you.