The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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"I'll eat this!" Zhong Mingwei shouted. When he said this, his throat was dry and uncomfortable. He knew that Pang Yi must feel that his brain was broken, but he couldn't care so much, and he didn't even bother to explain it. What, he stared straight at the small half-pot of gnocchi soup, as if looking at priceless treasures, "I will eat this, only this."

Pang Yi looked at Zhong Mingwei's expression, and there were many worries in his heart. This time when he saw Zhong Mingwei, he felt that Zhong Mingwei had changed a lot, became stubborn, and ... crazy.

Was it because of the excitement of sliding down the mountain road this time? Pang Yi thought worriedly, in addition to letting Lang Zhong show Zhong Mingwei's legs, he should also let people look at Zhong Mingwei's sanity?

"Yes, then I'll heat up Your Highness now." Pang Yi was afraid of stimulating Zhong Mingwei, and he didn't say anything at the moment. When he was too busy, he ignited and sent it into the stove to heat up the lumpy noodle soup.

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"Your Highness, please use it." Pang Yi sent a bowl of gnocchi soup with a paste to Zhong Mingwei. He looked at Zhong Mingwei anxiously and wanted to say something, but he said nothing at all. He watched Zhong Mingwei holding the rough big porcelain bowl, and then ate the bowl of gnocchi soup gulpingly. He couldn't even take his hair into the bowl. The discomfort and sourness that he said in his heart.

His Royal Highness has really changed, how honorable he was in the past, and now he is in a panic.

Pang Yi didn't say anything, he just took a veil and put it on the small table, and then bowed back out, until the cold wind stirred the snow and scratched his face, his nose suddenly sour, he was busy reaching out After wiping his face, he led the horses and donkeys that had been frozen in the yard for a long time into the kitchen, and at the same time unloaded the rice noodles, grains, oils and other things from the carriage.

When these things were moved to the partial room and put back, and then returned to the bedroom, Zhong Mingwei had fallen asleep, the tall man was pillowed on a small pink tender pillow, and he held a wet and wet in his arms. The cotton trousers were unspeakable and awkward, but Pang Yi could n’t laugh at all. He walked lightly and tried to pull out the wet cotton trousers from Zhong Mingwei ’s arms, but Zhong Mingwei Suddenly hugged tighter, Pang Yi did n’t dare to go pumping again, afraid that Zhong Mingwei would wake up and had to stop. Now he tucked in the quilt for Zhong Mingwei, and then he slept in a bed in front of Kang and slept. Later, he found a straw mat, which just hit him on the floor.

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Jiasheng 33rd day

Ninggu Tower.

Jixian Bookstore.

Grandma Chen got up in the morning and boiled a large pot of peanut honey bean porridge, and also specially fried a few plates of side dishes. It is rare for the family to come out for personal meals. Grandma Chen has done a lot of cooking, she has long wanted to stay in I had dinner at home, but the girl couldn't sit still. Whenever she came, she went back in a hurry. This time it was because of this typhoid fever. This girl could live at home for ten days. Grandma Chen was really happy.

After preparing the meal, Grandma Chen called Chen Qingxuan first, and then called Ah Chou.

"Girl ..." Grandma Chen walked into the bedroom lightly. Aghou was so sleepy these days, so she didn't come in to disturb easily, but the girl hadn't eaten her meals for days, Grandma Chen I was really afraid that she would be hungry. At the moment, Grandma Chen had spared the bookshelf and was about to make Ah Chou up. She watched A Chou sleep soundly. Grandma Chen was a little hesitant, hesitating whether to wait for A Chou to wake up. Bring in the food.

Thinking of Chen Qingxuan's explanation to let A Chouduo rest, Grandma Chen still didn't say anything. When she was about to turn around and went out, she listened to the girl saying something.

"Girl, what are you talking about?" Grandma Chen put her ears together. I didn't know whether her ears were bad, or A Chou's voice was too vague. She didn't understand it for a long time, and she didn't listen to it, frowning and frowning. , "What is unclear, what exactly does this girl say?"

Perhaps I felt someone in the room, Ahouu frowned, turned over, curled up and turned his face inside, revealing most of his shoulders, and Grandma Chen was too busy to give him a quilt, and I saw Ahouhuai at a glance There seemed to be something in her arms. She leaned over and looked over. When she saw what Dong was holding, Grandma Chen frowned more tightly: "What does this girl hold in cotton pants? Sleeping confused. "

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