The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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"Got it." Zhong Zhiheng's face sank suddenly, and he waved at Fang Zhonglian and Zhao Changrong at the moment, motioned them to retreat, and then hurried out of Yu Study.

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"Zuo Xiang, I really didn't expect that the children of your family would support the children of the Han family now. If you let other family members know, wouldn't this Beijing teacher have no place for you to stand on?" Fang Zhonglian and Zhao Changrong walked slowly outside the palace. Zhao Changrong sneeredly looked at Fang Zhonglian. "Or your Fang's door has fallen down, so you want to pull down other doors and valves as a back? "

As early as the Emperor Xian was still there, Fang's door fell because of the case of Fang Zhonglian's father and brother involved in the big corruption case. Now, although Fang Zhonglian is a very servant, but there is no family support behind him, it is not a room. The reason why it is difficult for a family to come back, but since Fang Zhonglian returned to Beijing, he was extremely low-key and clean, never forming a party or holding a group, and even cleared the boundaries with a large number of family clan. The winning party valued it, fearing that North Korea and China would have no place for him.

"The old man never thought about pushing the family clan into the water. It was always the family clan who didn't want to jump down on their own right. The right phase, you have to be careful, don't walk by the river." Fang Zhonglian patted with a smile Zhao Changrong walked away with his hands on his shoulders.

Zhao Changrong looked at Fang Zhonglian's going away, silently clenched his fist in his sleeve.

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Jiasheng 33 years August 15

Mid-Autumn Festival.

Ninggu Tower.

Nanshan Bieyuan.

"It's amazing, since the middle of the Mid-Autumn Festival, it hasn't rained since childhood, but you can see how heavy the rain has been in these days, just like the sky is leaking," Meiya rubbed Zhong Mingwei while rubbing. He frowned at the pouring rain outside the window. "Mr. Chen set out to go to Jilin Kaoxiang a few days ago to try it. I don't know if I have gone to the place now. If the rain was delayed, it would be bad."

"No, there are still a few days left before the hometown test, let's say that Master Zhifu sent someone to send Mr. Chen over?" Zhong Mingwei said, looking down at Meiya with a smile while putting down the brush in his hand, "Don't worry about others Now, think about how we can celebrate Mid-Autumn Festival today! "

"Hey, hey, are you busy?" Meiya looked at him and put down the pen. He was too busy to look at the flowers on the paper, while pointing at the vivid green bamboo with his finger, he could not conceal his eyes. , "Zhong Mingwei, with your ability to paint, say that we do n’t worry about eating and drinking now, but one day we are really down and down. You can change a few bacon patties to fill your stomach with a big stroke."

Zhong Mingwei listened to the little girl's heartfelt compliments and looked at the silver bracelet on her wrist. She couldn't help but smile bitterly in her heart. Isn't this still a downfall? But the thought was just fleeting. He stretched out his hand and pulled Mi Ya into his arms, let her sit on his lap, Mi Ya's eyes were still looking at the painting, he just went straight Looking at the little dark scar on the girl's chin, she couldn't help it. She reached out and rubbed it there, and then she was pushed away by the girl: "Don't touch it!"

"Your temper is really getting bigger now," Zhong Mingwei was a little dissatisfied. While holding Meiya tighter, he looked at the green bamboo on the paper with Meiya and smiled, "Why? Not enough? Baba asked me to draw embroidery for you. "

"No," Meiya whispered, twisting to kiss the man's chin, and a little embarrassedly said, "I want to give you another trick."

"What?" Zhong Mingwei didn't understand, "What trick?"

"I always embroidered bats for you. I'm afraid you're getting crooked, so I want to change a pattern for you," Meiya whispered as she stretched her hands around the man's neck. Stepping on peace, hehe. "

This time, Zhong Mingwei understood that every pair of his socks embroidered a small bat, saying that he was stepping on his blessing, and now he wants to embroider the bamboo to reassure him. Zhong Mingwei is warm in his heart. In the past, I kissed Meimei's forehead, and said softly: "Girl, you are my blessing and peace."

"Really?" Meiya looked up, and twisted in the man's arms to spoil him, "Then should you reward me?"

"Okay, I will give you any rewards." Zhong Mingwei said with a smile.

"Then you ..." Meiya smiled slyly, and then whispered something to Zhong Mingwei's ear.

"Really, really? Do you have to listen?" Zhong Mingwei suddenly looked dumbfounded.