The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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"Girl ..." Zhong Mingwei watched Meiya woke up, and was too busy to put down the medicine bowl in her hand. While reaching for her face, she said softly, "You wake up? What do you think?"

Meiya stared at Zhong Mingwei staring blankly, her gaze slipping from his forehead to his eyebrows, to his nose and mouth, and finally stopped at his angular jaw. She raised her hand and placed it tremblingly on Zhong Mingwei's chin, one side Touching gently, he whispered on the side: "How come you lost so much weight?"

Zhong Mingwei's nose suddenly became sour, and then he took Meiya into his arms. He gently rubbed Meiya's hair and glared at the gray beam of the room, trying not to cry himself. I finally calmed down my emotions: "No problem, wait for you to go home, make me two gnocchi soups, and I'll get fat."

"But ... but don't you want to go to the capital?" Mei Ya reached out and wrapped her face around Zhong Mingwei, choked with a voice on her chest, "Aren't you ... don't you want me?"

"Girl, I was wrong," Zhong Mingwei held Mei Ya's face and kissed it, from the forehead to the nose, to the face, every inch of skin, he kissed closely and carefully, and finally, his lips stopped at On Meiya's dry lips, she rubbed softly and said hoarsely, "Girl, I'm not going anywhere, just staying with you in Ninggu Tower for a lifetime."

"You ..." Meiya looked at Zhong Mingwei with her eyebrows confused, as if to distinguish something. After a while, she pushed away Zhong Mingwei with a sudden, staring and trembling, "I ... I'm not dreaming Right? "

"Girl, you are not dreaming," Zhong Mingwei looked at Mei Ya's expression, and his heart was about to hurt. He stretched out the hand and put it on his face, smiling at the side with tears. Said, "Don't believe it, try slap me."

Meiya ’s hand was shaking tremblingly. At this moment, her heart was shaking, she looked at her hand on Zhong Mingwei ’s cheek, and looked at Zhong Mingwei ’s tearful eyes. After a while, her eyes were also wet. Only the white, slender hand trembles and rubs against Zhong Mingwei's face, the more he touches the hand, the more trembling it gets.

"Why ... how do you really lose so much weight?" Mei Ya's voice choked, her lips were so trembling, she couldn't say anything more, and her other hand was raised, her two hands carefully. Carefully rubbing Zhong Mingwei's face, and then tightly hugged Zhong Mingwei's neck, "Why don't you want me? Zhong Mingwei, why don't you want me ?!"

"Girl, I'm wrong! Girl, I'm really wrong!" Zhong Mingwei was tightly hugged by Meiya, and Meiya's strength was so great that he couldn't breathe, but he never had this At that moment, I felt so comfortable and at ease, he stretched his hands around Meiya, buried his face in Meiya's arms, and seemed to be a migratory bird who finally came home. When he spoke again, Zhong Mingwei's voice was hoarse. "Girl, please forgive me, this time in my life, okay?"

Meiya didn't speak, but just kept holding Zhong Mingwei and kept crying, venting her emotions that had been deposited in her heart for so long. She felt that she hadn't had a good time. Let Zhong Mingwei's mouth be called out immediately. Go, she feels her emotions are humble and pitiful, but what can she do? As early as the age of eleven, this man was rooted in her heart, and the love and longing for him had taken root and sprouted, rooted in every corner of this heart.

She didn't know what Zhong Mingwei meant to others, it was Feng Zi Long Sun? Is it a prisoner or a cripple? But for her, Zhong Mingwei is everything. Previously, she did n’t know why she was alive. She worked hard and repeatedly under the insult of the maid, and she did n’t know what to expect in this life. For criminal slaves, Her life is destined to be hard and bleak, but at the age of eleven, her life began to be different. She had longings, longings about the good and the future, even if she knew it was just a dream, but for her But it is more important than anything. She carefully guarded this beautiful dream. How can you know that a beautiful dream will come true this day? That kind of taste, people who have not experienced it cannot know ...

Therefore, even if humble and pitiful, she must guard the dream, even if the dream is not as fulfilled as before.