The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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There are two ingots of silver, and a gilt magpie bead flower. Meiya came to Ninggu Tower. I have never seen this screwdriver jewelry, and it is so exquisite. It is very valuable at a glance, Meiya. Looking at the bead flower, it was really beautiful. She couldn't help but fell into her palm, flipping it around for a while, and the more she looked, the more beautiful she felt. She didn't understand the flower in this screwdriver. After that, she began to care about these jewelry beads intentionally or unintentionally, but she was also reluctant to spend money to buy it, so at this time looking at this bead flower, it was inevitable that she was a little emotional, and she compared the bead flower to the head, I wanted to put it on and try it, but I still let it go.

I do n’t know who left it, and these silvers. I ’m afraid I ’m in a hurry?

Ah Chou flipped the money bag over and over again, and finally saw a small "hole" under the money bag. Ah Chou was startled and suddenly remembered that there was a Kong guard who came home a few days ago. When Zhong Mingwei was taking a nap, she asked casually, but she was asleep at the time, and did not ask which Kong Shiwei.

Is it Kong Wenmin or Kong Wenjie?

A Chou frowned, couldn't understand left and right, and didn't even want to. He looked at the gilt magpie bead flower now, and put the bead flower and silver into it again.

Wait a few days to send it over. It's really not good to visit at this clear time.

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Jiasheng 33rd April 5th

Qingming.

"Come on, go slowly, don't worry," Meiya moved Zhongmingwei out of the house a little bit, and the snow began to melt in the courtyard. It was dirty and slippery. Meiya was afraid that Zhongmingwei might fall. By the way, Zhong Mingwei didn't have much trouble, she had sweated all over her face, "Don't step on the water, walk by the side."

"Don't step on the water," Zhong Mingwei said, watching Meiya Qianqian's cotton shoes soaked in sewage, and could not help frowning, while taking Meiya into his arms, "I can go well, don't you So nervous. "

"I'm not nervous," Meiya hurriedly, and raised her head to smile at Zhong Mingwei, "Mr. Gu is really a wonderful hand to rejuvenate, how long will it take before you can get off the ground, I see it will take less than three months, you can walk neatly Now. "

"Then you have to accompany me to walk around, you don't want me to go out," Zhong Mingwei pulled her lips helplessly, "otherwise I'll be fine in a month."

"It's not okay now. It's the same as slipping on the ground. It's the same if you practice your legs and feet in the house," Meiya sideways, while supporting Zhong Mingwei to a chair and sitting down, and then taking a veil to wipe Zhong Mingwei's sweat, and said, "You are sitting here, and I will take out the offering."

"OK, you go." Zhong Mingwei took the veil and said to Meiya.

When Meiya was so busy, she turned and entered the room. Zhong Mingwei looked at the shabby and shabby table in front of her, and the incense burner with a rough top, and she was a little fascinated.

The Qingming in previous years also had to perform sacrificial rites, but not at home, but to the emperor's mausoleum, Zhong Zhiheng was too lazy to go, and the burden fell on his crown prince's shoulder. After that, all the emperors of the dynasties were naturally buried in the tomb. He would start to kowtow when he entered the hall. He swayed all the way, facing the cold plates on the Lingtai. His forehead was swollen in the day. Then the next day he stared at the bruises on his forehead into and out of the palace in the attention of the courtiers. He couldn't tell the trouble, but then he became numb.

Today, he and his phoenix and grandson are going to perform the sacrificial ritual again, but this time it is the father and mother of Meiya who is also worshipping. He is rubbing gently while looking at the humble supply table On the knees, he felt a little inexplicably warm in his heart. He turned his head to look into the room, and Meiya was holding out some fruit.

"I don't know how other people's homes are sacrificed, I haven't seen them," Meiya brought the fruit on the table, and looked at Zhong Mingwei a little embarrassedly, "This is the first sacrifice, I bought it There are a few fruits that I think taste good, and I do n’t know if they are in compliance. "

"Comply with the rules, you love to eat, and dad and mother love it too," Zhong Mingwei reached out and took Meiya's hand, and said, "Come, the girl will help me get up."

"You don't need to get up, you just sit," Meiya held Zhong Mingwei's hand busy, and said, "You don't have to do anything, just sit here ..."