The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

He loves Xu Siyao, but with Xu Siyao, he has never had the joy of being a husband. Cui Shi is also a wooden pile who doesn't understand customs and only knows three obediences and four virtues, but with Zhao Shi, he has tasted the love of a young couple. Bit by bit of sweetness came. At that time, he really doted on Mrs. Zhao. It would not be an exaggeration to say that Liugong Fendai had no color. Then the next year, Mrs. Zhao gave birth to Zhong Mingzheng. After that, he was not ambiguous, When Mingzheng is full moon, the seventeen-year-old Zhao family will be enshrined as a concubine.

He likes the Zhao family, so naturally he also likes Mingzheng. Mingwei naturally can't drink Mingzhengbi, and Ming'e's body is so poor, so he has great expectations for Zhong Mingzheng who is in good health. , if Mrs. Zhao had always been that delicate and painful girl, he would have sent Zhong Mingzheng to the East Palace all the way, but gradually, he found that Mrs. Zhao had changed, and even the family of Mrs. Zhao behind her had changed. The Zhao family, who bowed their heads to solve his problems and resisted the notoriety and insults, gradually became a huge family second only to the Xu family. When it was time for Zhao Shi, he also lost his original intention. He looked at her with the eyes of the king of the gods. This suspicious heart became more and more cold and hard, and even the eyes that looked at Zhong Mingzheng gradually became more important. Alienation, compared to the healthy and ambitious Zhong Mingzheng, he gradually prefers the indecisive and controllable Zhong Ming'e, and as he grows older, this alienation and liking have gradually become deeply rooted.

Long live, the ministers and concubines were indeed wronged. They were... framed by someone with a heart, just like... the queen who was framed by the Wu family back then. I've done a lot of things wrong, I don't ask for your forgiveness, but... But I can't just let someone throw this kind of sewage, Long Live Lord... For the reason that I have served you for many years, I beg you... I beg you to trust me once more, the hand tremblingly climbed up Zhong Zhiheng's calf, and finally reached the man's knee, on the gorgeous and complicated golden armor, there were dots of blood, it was too much. Dazzling, that pale hand patted the man's knee lightly, like a magnolia flower about to wither on a branch. After a long while without Zhong Zhiheng's reply, Zhao's heart was ashamed, and she choked up again at the moment. He said, Long live lord, it is not a pity for my concubine to die. If it is because of my concubine...that it affects the reputation of Ming Zheng and Ming Rong, long live lord...Long live lord must be distressed, and please take care of Ming Zheng and Ming Rong... ...

If Mingzheng and Mingrong hadn't been taken into consideration, I would have thrown you into the clan's mansion directly, Zhong Zhiheng looked at the hand in disgust. The slender jade fingers of a girl in the past were now wearing noble and gorgeous armor. Also stained with glaring blood, the woman in front of her was no longer the sixteen-year-old girl who cried aggrievedly because of the cold wind. He really didn't want to look at her again, so he stood up immediately and said slowly , Imperial concubine Zhao, who is cruel, cruel and jealous, bestows a white silk.

Concubine... Thank you Lord Long En. No more crying, no more tears, Zhao said in a hoarse voice, while reaching out to wipe off the blood on his face, straightening his messy hair, and then kowtowed deeply at Zhong Zhiheng.

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December 18th, Jiasheng Thirty-three Years

Ning Guta.

Nanshan Bieyuan.

Mr. Chen, eat at home before leaving. Meiya came to the front yard early in the morning, and saw Chen Qingxuan came to the house under heavy snow. Needless to say, he must have come to ask Ding Yunwen again. , when he walked to the porch, Meiya hurriedly went over to pat the snow on his body while muttering, I asked you to stay for dinner yesterday, but you can't keep it, so our job will be served. table, you are leaving in a hurry, it is really annoying, do you think my craftsmanship is not as good as Grandma Chen, or are you worried that our family is poor, and you are afraid that you will be empty?