The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

What's wrong with the two of you? With you as the backbone, our house won't collapse, Meiya turned Zhong Mingwei's face to her, the man's eyes were a little red, maybe it was because of drinking too much, Mei Ya Ya leaned over and kissed his eyes, and when he spoke again, there was a complaint in his voice, I have been waiting for you in the room for a whole day, but I didn't know that you were so drunk that you didn't even lift your hijab. , how can there be a bridegroom like you?

Then...then I'll tell you right away, Zhong Mingwei was startled, then got up in a hurry, looking into Meiya's accusing eyes, the more guilty he looked, Girl, I'm really... really messed up. , Why, just forgot such an important moment, it really shouldn't be.

What's the point of opening it! Meiya grumbled and complained, I've already opened it myself!

That doesn't count, I... I have to open it myself, Zhong Mingwei shook his head in a hurry, pulled Meiya to sit up behind him, took off the hijab to cover her head, and said softly, Girl, wait Go ha.

Meiya rolled her eyes at him: Zhong Mingwei, why are you so childish?

If you are childish, be childish. Anyway, this is only once in this life, and I can't miss it. While talking, Zhong Mingwei walked out of the bedroom quickly.

Through that layer of red gauze, Meiya looked at his back that was staggering because of anxiety, and suddenly frowned, but she didn't say anything after all. She despised Zhong Mingwei's naivety, but she was just as naive in her heart. , froze early in the morning, let Gu Qingtong and Xiao An's paint and smear on her face, she was looking forward to seeing Zhong Mingwei's amazed and joyful eyes at the moment when the hijab was lifted, this should be The most unforgettable scene in every man's life, right?

Of course, Meiya also wants Zhong Mingwei to remember her deeply. Although she is not a beautiful girl who is all over the country, she also hopes that Zhong Mingwei can see beauty in the eyes of beholders.

Meiya was in a trance, watching the man lift up the veil of arse, and then stepped in. Hearing his footsteps, Meiya suddenly became a little stiff. Her back was straight and her eyes were She stared nervously at the man who was walking towards her lightly.

step.

two steps.

three steps.

...

nine steps.

The man stopped firmly in front of him, looking at her unblinkingly through the thin layer of red veil, Meiya raised her head, and met his gaze, obviously so nervous that she could not breathe It's here, but she can't move her eyes away, Zhong Mingwei in a happy dress is so, so good-looking.

Girl, after staring at each other for a long while, Zhong Mingwei took the steelyard from the table, then lifted the layer of red gauze little by little, seeing Meiya's face revealed little by little, he was panting hard, he tried hard Let yourself calm down, don't be like a brat who can't hold back, and feel ashamed all over his body, but he just can't control it, not only is his breathing disordered, even the hand holding the steelyard is trembling violently, Fortunately, he still lifted the hijab, put down the steelyard, then squatted down slowly, holding Meiya's hand in both hands, and when he spoke again, his voice was already a little choked, Girl, I am He De How can...

What kind of virtue and ability? Meiya looked at him with a smile, and gently caressed his face with her white hands, Didn't it be agreed in the morning that we are right and we don't dislike each other?

Yes, none of us dislike anyone. Zhong Mingwei nodded with a smile, while burying his face in Meiya's hands, he still couldn't hold back anymore.

Meiya stretched her arms around the man's neck, hugging him in her arms, her chin gently rubbing his hair: Ming Wei, can you read that poem to me again?

Okay, the man replied, still lying in Meiya's arms, while stretching out his arms to wrap around Meiya, he said softly, You and I, you are full of love, there are many places of love, as hot as Fire. Take a piece of clay, twist a you, and mold a me. Break the two of us together, and mix them with water. Knead another you, and then mold a me. I have you in the clay, and I in your clay. Live with you The same quilt, the same outer coffin...

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The sixth day of June in the 33rd year of Jiasheng

capital.

Prince Rong's Mansion.

study.

When Ling Shian came to the study in a hurry, Zhong Mingzheng was sulking, and when he heard a knock on the door outside, Zhong Mingzheng yelled angrily: Get out! If you dare to make noise in front of the king again, you will be dragged out and chopped down!