The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

That's right. I've also seen people gamble in Ningguta. I'm so jealous that I don't want my house, wife and children. I'm afraid gambling in the capital is even more scary. I'm afraid there are only things we can't think of, but there is nothing a gambler can't do. Well, Meiya nodded and said, but hesitantly said, But Ming Wei, do you think Ma Zhiming is a gambler? No matter how I look at him, he doesn't look like him.

You can't be judged by your appearance, who knows? Zhong Mingwei sighed, Let's talk about it after Kong Wenmin comes and asks.

Well, that's the only way to go. Meiya nodded, leaning on Zhong Mingwei's shoulder, and whispered, Mingwei, let Pang Yi go back to Ninggu Pagoda before the fourth prince's case is over. ? It's mid-June, and Sister An is going to give birth in less than three months, so Pang Yi has to go back earlier.

Well, I think so too, Zhong Mingwei nodded, Now that the brothers in Nanjiang have all lived in the mansion, the burden on Pang Yi's shoulders is naturally a lot lighter, and he can just go back to accompany An.

I don't know what's going on recently. My right eyelid keeps twitching, and I always feel that something is wrong. Meiya sighed softly, Now I worry about you and Sister An, but I am with you By your side, I look at you every day, and there is nothing to worry about, but I am worried that Sister An is very worried, and I always feel that I am sorry for Sister An for letting Pang Yi stay in the capital.

Understood, let Pang Yi go back in a few days. Zhong Mingwei lowered his head and kissed Mei Ya's somewhat messy forehead hair, and said softly, Are you sleepy? How about we go back to the room and rest?

Well, I was sleepy at first, but you caught me as a laborer again, Zhong Mingwei didn't say that it was okay, but when he said that, Meiya immediately yawned and became trapped into a ball of cotton, wrapping her hands around the man's neck, with a smile on her face He said vaguely, Go back to sleep, people still want to go to bed early and get up early to grow up.

No need, the body like this is fine now, the man's eyes flicked back and forth on Meiya's body, and finally stopped on a small piece of pink lace exposed by Meiya's slanted skirt, and then spoke again. At that time, the voice became hoarse, How about... my husband will check your physical development now?

Zhong Mingwei, as long as you have a little face, there will be snow in June! The next second, Meiya suddenly opened her eyes, and attacked the man with hands and feet.

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Ouch! Ma'am, I... I was wrong! Wrong!

It hurts, it hurts! Ma'am, please spare me this time! I don't dare anymore! I really don't dare!

Help, help! Hahaha! Girl, no...you can't scratch there, really can't! Haha!

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forecourt.

A group of Nanjiang brothers who had just been stationed rushed out of the room at the first time, one by one with a sword, one with a steel knife, one with a steel knife, and those who flew over the walls, rushed to the backyard...

It's okay, go back and sleep with you guys. Yawning, Pang Yi stood in front of the Moon Gate, waving his hands at the nervous Nanjiang brothers, signaling that it's okay.

But the master is clearly calling for help! Hao Dongqing, the leader, looked at Pang Yi nervously and puzzled. The cries for help in the backyard continued, so he became even more nervous. Before leaving, Chi Chongyuan ordered repeatedly, The primary duty of the Southern Border Army is to protect the An Jun Wang and his wife to the death. In this situation, he has to be nervous.

Boy, how old is this year? Pang Yi looked Hao Dongqing up and down with disgust, shaking his legs and said, Didn't you marry a wife?

Hao Dongqing's face turned red suddenly: Returning to General Pang, my subordinates are only eighteen, and have not yet married a wife.