The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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The two returned to their home on the mountainside. After Pang Yi carried Zhong Mingwei back to his room, he was too busy to set fire to the kang. However, he had lived in Kangjiang for many years and used Kang wherever he was, and he was choked Without coughing, the smell of smoke filled the room.

"Use a wheat pole to set fire," Zhong Mingwei called him into the room, and then pointed to a pair of wheat poles in the corner, which was usually used to set fire, "then add a handful of tree leaves and corn cobs And finally use Chaihe. "

"Yes," Pang Yi coughed while responding, following the method taught by Zhong Mingwei to ignite the fire. Sure enough, he burned the kang in a short while. Pang Yi let out a long sigh of relief while patting the firewood in his hand while watching Xiang Zhongwei, quite surprised, "His Royal Highness, you ..."

Later, Pang Yi did not go on. His expression was a little subtle, he coughed, and climbed up to Kang to pave Kang Mingwei.

In fact, he just wanted to say, "His Royal Highness, how can you even make a fire now, but think about it, how can you not?" He is no longer a grand prince of the East Palace, but a most ordinary ordinary people, maybe even worse than ordinary people. If he wants to survive in a desolate place like Ninggu Tower, he has to learn the same way.

Pang Yi is very uncomfortable. The 30-year-old man has never been so sad. He dare not imagine how in the past year, Zhong Mingwei got through it, and how he dragged his broken leg and was smoky. He learned to burn Kang in here. He wiped his face and tried hard not to lose his mind. He was too busy to sort out the messy kang on the Kang.

"I'll do it myself," who knew Zhong Mingwei frowned and looked at Pang Yi. "You don't need to sort it out."

"I'll do it. Your Highness, you just rest ..." Pang Yi, of course, did not agree. He stretched his hand and pulled the quilt, and then a hand with gauze held his wrist.

"I said, I will come by myself," Zhong Mingwei looked at Pang Yi with a sullen face. This time he was badly hurt. He had a lot of sorrows, but the eyes were still as sharp and deep as before. Staring at Pang Yi in this way, "If you go down, don't go on this kang in the future."

This is the home of him and Ah Chou. He actually did not want anyone to set foot, even Pang Yi would n’t work. If it were n’t for his own inconvenience, no one could help him, he had already sent Pang Yi down the mountain, so when As soon as Pang Yi climbed on the Kang, Zhong Mingwei couldn't help it anymore. This was the Kang between him and A Chou. There were A Chou's clothes on top, A Chou's pillow, maybe A Chou might fall on the pillow. Hair, how can he allow others to touch it?

"Yes, the subordinates obey the orders," Pang Yi didn't quite understand the meaning of Zhong Mingwei, but he didn't dare to ask those sharp and deep eyes. He was too busy to get off the kang, and said to Zhong Mingwei, "Then I Go in the bucket of water and get it hot and wipe your face. "

"Okay." Zhong Mingwei nodded and said nothing more, reaching for the little pink pillow beside him.

Pang Yi found the bucket from the outer hall and mentioned it in the yard. When he came last time, he saw that there was a well in the yard. When he came down to the well, he put the bucket down and put it down. Suddenly, Pang Yi was making a difference, and then he wanted to put the bucket down again, and then the rope was loose. Pang Yi reacted, and the well was afraid of freezing.

At a glance, Pang Yi saw a large rock near the well. Then he threw the rock into the well. With a huge "pop" sound, the ice in the well broke, and Pang Yi finally hit a bucket of belt With the water of Bing Lingzi, he was too busy to carry the water into the room.

"Your Highness, what's the matter with you?" Pang Yifu put down the bucket and looked at Zhong Mingwei, who was not quite right. He held a small pillow in his hand and turned his head to look at the broken window. His face was ugly. , Lips seem to be trembling.

Pang Yi only said that the wound on Zhong Mingwei's body was unbearable, and he said anxiously: "His Royal Highness, where are you not comfortable? Or should I go down to the mountain and invite Langzhong to you?"

"It's okay," Zhong Mingwei shook his head slowly, still staring at the broken window straightly, and then opened again for a long time. "Is the ice in the well again?"

"Yeah, the ice is thick and thick. For the first time, I know that well water can also freeze. It's so thick that it won't break under the bucket," Pang Yi nodded and squatted down to check Zhong Mingwei's legs and feet. As he continued, "There was a big rock right next to the well. Otherwise, it wouldn't be able to smash that thick ice. The ice-breaking sound was loud just now, surprised your Highness?"