The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

My subordinate apologizes to Miss! As soon as he entered the room, Kong Wenmin knelt down on the ground with a plop, while lowering his eyes and cupping his fists, he said to the inner room, Wen Jie was too careless this time. With all his trust, this subordinate, who is an older brother, is naturally guilty of negligence in discipline, so I have come here to plead guilty to the young lady and ask the young lady to punish him.

Seeing Kong Wenmin's appearance, Kong Wenjie felt really uncomfortable, and immediately knelt beside Kong Wenmin, and followed Kong Wenmin and said, Miss, please punish me.

It was me who accidentally fell down and hit the stone flakes on the ground on my back. It's not about Xiao Kong's guards. Why do you two have to plead guilty? It's all about it. Watching Xiaokong guards run wildly all the way that day, and sent me here for treatment, otherwise, I may not know how much blood and suffering I will suffer, Fang Chengyin's voice came from the inner room, This time I should obviously To reward the guard Xiao Kong, what are you brothers doing kneeling down? Get up quickly.

As soon as the words fell, the two kneeling outside were taken aback, especially Kong Wenjie, who suddenly raised his head and looked into the inner room. He couldn't see the scene clearly against the light, but he just felt that there were two eyes staring at him. Staring at him, he was throbbing all over his body.

Even so, it's also because Wen Jie didn't take good care of him. After a pause, Kong Wenmin said, he was actually a little puzzled, since the letter that Kong Wenjie sent someone back to Ningguta said it was due to his own negligence that the Miss Zhi was injured, why did Fang Chengyin keep saying that it had nothing to do with Kong Wenjie? He couldn't figure it out, so he looked sideways at Kong Wenjie, intending to ask what Kong Wenjie meant, but seeing Kong Wenjie looking straight into the room, Kong Wenmin's face suddenly became extremely ugly, With a slap, he slapped Kong Wenjie hard on the back.

Only then did Kong Wenjie come to his senses, his back hurt badly, he knew that Kong Wenmin was really angry, and he also knew that he was too restrained, so he lowered his head uncomfortably in a hurry.

Go back and see how I deal with you! Kong Wenmin lowered his voice and shouted at Kong Wenjie.

Get up, what are you doing kneeling? Fang Chengyin said again, Since the guards of Dakong have arrived, let's go back today, I really have enough places to live.

Yes, this subordinate is going to feed the horses now, Kong Wenmin said hurriedly, while getting up from the ground, he glared at Kong Wenjie, You go with me.

Yes. Kong Wenjie agreed in a low voice, and followed Kong Wenmin to the outside.

Guard Xiaokong, you stay here, but before the two of them walked out of the room, Fang Chengyin said again, I have something for you to do.

Kong Wenjie suddenly looked at Kong Wenmin. Kong Wenmin's face was not very good-looking. Kong Wenjie was inevitably a little guilty. He didn't know what to do, so Kong Wenmin lowered his voice and said, Miss calls you, why don't you go in quickly?

Then, without waiting for Kong Wenmin to answer, Kong Wenmin went straight out of the room. Kong Wenjie stood at the door for a long time, watching Kong Wenmin's lonely figure drifting away, feeling unspeakably uncomfortable. While he was in a trance, he heard Fang Chengyin's impatient voice: What are you doing there? Why don't you come in?

Yes. Only then did Kong Wenjie realize that he was so busy that he entered the bedroom. As soon as he saw Fang Chengyin who was tightly wrapped in a quilt, his eyes were so busy that he looked away.

For some reason, he felt a little heavy in his heart, obviously it wasn't like this just now, even though they were so harmonious just now, he fed her soup one mouthful at a time, and then he sat on the edge of her bed and ate with a big mouthful, without any scruples No, but now, he can't even look at her more, not only because she is the prefect's favorite, but more importantly...

The horse neighing from outside made Kong Wenjie's heart sink even more. He pursed his dry lips, lowered his head even lower, and said respectfully, Miss, what do you want?

What kind of monster are you? How dare you not talk properly when your brother comes? Fang Chengyin stared at him without thinking much, while muttering, Can you lift the quilt for me? Open up a bit? Why are you covering me so tightly? It's pressing on the wound.