The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Hearing what she said, Gu Changlin was also filled with embarrassment. He and Ding Yunwen were close friends, so he knew Zhong Mingwei's past experience very well, so he knew in his heart that what Meiya said about Zhong Mingwei's experience was actually less than one out of ten. , How many ups and downs must a prince go through, how many open and dark arrows he has to avoid, and what kind of viciousness must he cultivate to be able to rule the world? Obviously, Zhong Mingwei did not have that fate, even though he has endured so much suffering.

Fortunately, since you came to Ninggu Tower, the torment and suffering he has suffered all these years are worth it. Gu Changlin looked at Meiya with a smile.

Meiya didn't speak, just shook her head bitterly.

If possible, she really hoped that she would never have any contact with Zhong Mingwei in this life, and Zhong Mingwei was not the paralyzed man who had endured so much suffering and suffering, and finally became a paralyzed person who almost died, and would never have the chance to need her, a disfigured ugly The girl came to take care of her poorly, how she hoped that Zhong Mingwei could have a different life and live a smooth life.

Really, if this is really possible, she is really willing to give up her current happiness, even if she is a rough maid in the clothing bureau for a lifetime, as long as Zhong Mingwei can live a good life, what is she not satisfied with?

...

When Meiya returned with a basket of grapes, she drove Zhong Mingwei and Kong Wenjie to finish a game of chess. Kong Wenjie could only play chess, but not Go. Pang Yi bought the chessboard two days ago. Ya Shunzui said that he would buy a set of chess and come back. Zhong Mingwei's face was not very good at that time, and Pang Yi didn't dare to say anything. It was only in the middle of the night that Ya realized why Zhong Mingwei's expression was so bad.

Why do you have a heart smaller than a needle's nose? Meiya turned around and looked at Zhong Mingwei's sleeping face. While gently stroking his cheek, she leaned over and kissed him, I don't even care. Well, you are fine, a man in his thirties, how can he pretend to have so many things in his heart all day long?

That's right, Meiya really didn't care at all, although that night, seeing those black and white things in front of Zhong Mingwei and Xiao An, she wished she could throw them all down the mountain, but since the two reconciled, Meiya also forgot about this, she has such a temperament, but if she is willing to remember, she will definitely remember it for a lifetime, but if she is unwilling to remember, she will never think about it again, so, In the past, she worked so hard as a slave in the Huanyi Bureau, but she could always remember the kindness between Xiangyu and Eunuch Xie, but she seldom remembered the hard work of those years.

In fact, she really hopes that Zhong Mingwei can be like her, forget the suffering and suffering in the past, and only remember laughter and joy.

However, it should be difficult.

Meiya's fingertips gently rubbed the man's tightly locked eyebrows away. She watched the man let out a long sigh of relief, and then stretched out her hand and pulled herself into her arms. She quickly curled up obediently. In the man's arms, he didn't move at all, he just stared at the man's green chin without blinking, and then kissed him gently: Zhong Mingwei, I really like you.

Yes, she really likes Zhong Mingwei, more than she likes Mother Xiang, Eunuch Xie, Grandma Chen and Mr. Gu combined...

No, this comparison is a bit inappropriate, but Meiya really can't think of what to compare with, because there is really nothing that can compare with Zhong Mingwei.

Her Zhong Mingwei is really good, very good.

...

How many dishes have you ordered? Meiya put the basket of grapes on the table and asked the two with a smile.

While putting away the chess pieces, Kong Wenjie said to Meiya with a slumped head, Return to Madam, this subordinate played seven games with Master.

What? Seven plates? Meiya was speechless immediately, pointing to the grapes on the table, while looking at Kong Wenjie in astonishment, I just went to the front yard to pick some grapes, and it took me a while , you have already played seven games?