The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Zhong Mingwei, we don't have a vase at home, where are we going to put the flowers at that moment? Meiya looked at the large bouquet of flowers in her hand and giggled all the way, until she entered the room, she was dumbfounded , while hugging the flowers, she looked at Zhong Mingwei pitifully, Zhong Mingwei, is it too late to buy a vase now?

By the time you buy the vase, the flowers will have all withered long ago, Zhong Mingwei said, taking a rough clay pot from under the table. The pot was originally used to pickle cucumbers, but Because of its small size, it was useless, so I reluctantly put it in the room for him to use as a brush wash. Who would have thought that it would come in handy at this time, Zhong Mingwei ladled water into it, and said to Meiya, I'll see. This vase is fine.

Where is this vase? This is a jar with a big belly! It's so ugly, Meiya looked at the dark, unevenly colored jar with disgust on her face, and stared at Zhong Mingwei again, Don't think that I'm a rough girl, so I haven't seen anything good! In the Palace of Yanxi Palace, even the chamber pot is prettier than your crappy jar!

Zhong Mingwei looked helpless: Then how about I go to the bedroom and take out our chamber pot and try to use it first?

The corners of Meiya's mouth twitched: ...Actually, I think this jar is okay, cough cough!

Then stop talking nonsense, Zhong Mingwei looked at her small appearance, couldn't help curling his lips, and smiled, while taking the flowers from Meiya, he took the flowers one by one. As soon as he inserted it, although he had never learned flower arranging skills since he was a child, he grew up in such an environment, and his natural aesthetics were also first-class. After being stunned for a while, Zhong Mingwei couldn't help feeling a little complacent. While inserting the last crape myrtle into the jar, he looked at Meiya with a smile, Does it look good?

It's beautiful! People are prettier than flowers! Meiya nodded hurriedly.

Hahaha! Zhong Mingwei couldn't bear it any longer, and suddenly burst out laughing, holding Meiya's face in his arms and kissing her, and said with a smile, I know our wife is discerning.

That's because you have such a face, otherwise I wouldn't look down on you, tsk tsk tsk... Meiya thought she was ashamed at first, but after hearing Zhong Mingwei's words at this time, the idea of ​​embarrassing her face would be ashamed. The smoke dissipated, and he and Zhong Mingwei immediately became nervous, So, from now on, you should pay more attention to your face, you should wash your face, you should shave and shave, if you get old and rough, I won't like it anymore.

Zhong Mingwei sighed suddenly: Sure enough, when the color fades, the love relaxes.

What? Meiya didn't understand, she raised her head and asked Zhong Mingwei, Who is not sexual, loves you or not?

You, just pick up these good words and listen to them, Zhong Mingwei said with a smile, and while pulling Meiya to sit on the soft couch, he explained to her what it means to look weak and love to relax. Madam Li has a beautiful face and is quite favored by Emperor Wu. Who knows that God is jealous of beauty. Madam Li has been bedridden for a few years after entering the palace, and her description is haggard. Face, every time Emperor Wu went, Madam Li was finally hidden. Later, Emperor Wu was furious, and Madam Li revealed the reason: the concubine has been ill for a long time, her appearance has been destroyed, and she will never see your majesty again. Afterwards, Mrs. Li refused to meet Emperor Wu until her death, because she was worried that those who use sex to do things to others will fall in love with galloping.

Then you don't have to worry about this, Meiya said, walking to Zhong Mingwei's side, and sat down on his lap with her legs spread apart, holding Zhong Mingwei's face while staring at him eagerly, You are in the middle of the night Drooling with your mouth open, sometimes grinding your teeth and snoring, just such an extremely stupid look, how do I think you are good-looking, naturally you are here with me, there is no possibility of fading, so Ai Chi said so what.

How are you better than me? Zhong Mingwei blushed immediately, staring at Meiya, and said angrily, Aren't you also grinding your teeth and snoring? You...you sometimes stay in the middle of the night What a fart!

Meiya: ...when? Did you... smell it?

Zhong Mingwei blushed even more, and his eyes widened: Who heard this?!