The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Meiya went to the study and brought a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, put them on the small table, and while pulling Zhong Mingwei onto the soft couch, she begged him: You take this lotus flower and give me some embroidered flowers. Like? I can’t draw well myself.”

A few days ago, when Meiya was painting sunflowers, she was dissatisfied with how she drew them. Later, Zhong Mingwei painted for her. Since then, Meiya has relied on Zhong Mingwei. As long as the flowers are changed in the room every day, She must be begging Zhong Mingwei for nothing.

The one who taught me Danqing in the past is the number one master in Dazhou, tsk tsk tsk, Zhong Mingwei sighed while sitting cross-legged on the soft couch, taking the brush from Meiya, If the master knew my painting skills There is such a place to use it, I don’t know whether to cry or laugh.”

Then do you think he should cry or laugh? Meiya brought a small plate of dried fruit and sat cross-legged on the soft couch, looking at him with raised eyebrows while peeling the hazelnuts.

It doesn't matter whether he is crying or laughing, as long as my wife is happy, Zhong Mingwei met Meiya's eyes, and immediately smiled brightly, while opening his mouth to Meiya again, Daughter-in-law , please feed here.

Look at how promising you are! Meiya put the peeled hazelnuts into Zhong Mingwei's mouth with a look of disgust, and took out another walnut from the plate to peel, and said to Zhong Mingwei, You are good at drawing. Hurry up, I'll embroider it in a few days.

So anxious? Are you going to make new clothes? Zhong Mingwei lowered his head, held up a pen, and drew a line of soft powder on the paper, while continuing to ask, Do you want to buy new clothes?

No, no, I won't need much, Meiya waved her hands in a hurry, Don't be so extravagant, when we got married, you only bought so many clothes, it's enough for me to wear for a lifetime.

That can't be done. The fashionable colors are different every year. My daughter-in-law can't be willing to be the queen, Zhong Mingwei continued to draw, and said, Anyway, Pang Yi also has to buy clothes and so on during this process. He bought a copy for you back.

Pang Yi and Xiao An's wedding date was set on the eighth day of August, so Pang Yi was busy going in and out this time, so he rarely saw anyone.

I really don't want it anymore. I bought so much and kept it at home. I can't even wear it. It's all in the bottom of the box. Every time I dry the clothes, I'm so tired. Meiya said hurriedly.

She is telling the truth. Since she got married, her clothes have increased and they look much better than before. Now she wears the same clothes almost every day, but just like this, there are three big boxes of clothes at home. , she was going to be worried to death, she was afraid of attracting mice and mildew, so she had to take out the clothes every now and then to dry in the sun. died.

Then you make all the clothes into clothes. Zhong Mingwei couldn't help pursing his lips and laughing when he heard her complaining coquettishly. While putting down the pen in his hand, he leaned over and kissed Meiya's soft and white cheek , and then said, Don't always do it yourself, you can send it to a tailor to do it.

I don't like the clothes made by others, Meiya muttered a little arrogantly, while stuffing walnuts into Zhong Mingwei's mouth, she tilted her head and said, I'm an embroiderer who can't make needles. They can’t keep up, and how can the tailors outside this screwdriver be comparable, so we don’t let them make it, so we don’t have to waste such a good material like ours.”

Yes, our girl's craftsmanship is the best, Zhong Mingwei hurriedly apologized with a smile, and picked up the pen again, continuing to draw lotus flowers, while softly saying, Girl, send some pieces of cloth to Grandma Chen someday. It's Mid-Autumn Festival.

Understood, I know it well, Meiya nodded hastily, and took out another chestnut from the plate to peel, while showing off to Zhong Mingwei, I'll make it for each of Grandma Chen and Mr. Gu. I got a dress.

I know, did I watch you when you were doing it? Zhong Mingwei said softly.

Zhong Mingwei's heart is so tender that it can't be more gentle. This warm-hearted little girl started making clothes for Grandma Chen and Mr. Gu on the second day of her marriage. Meiya didn't say the reason, but Zhong Mingwei knew in her heart that This girl was grateful to the two old people. When she worshiped the high hall that day, facing the two old people who were sitting upright, this girl cried so hard that Zhong Mingwei saw it in her heart and felt pain in her heart.