The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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"Is the back still hurting?" A Chou moved his finger upwards and placed it where yesterday Zhong Mingwei fell, and gently pressed, "Here, is it still hurting?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore. Didn't you apply cold to me yesterday?" Zhong Mingwei said, moving his body gently, hesitantly said, "Why don't you help me try again? I think today should be better than yesterday Better. "

"Yes ..." Ah Chou responded, but suddenly he stiffened, stood staring at the spot, and sat down cautiously for half a day. He blushed and said to Zhong Mingwei, "I can't do it today ... I will help you again in a few days bed."

Zhong Mingwei looked at Ahou with surprise. As usual, Ahou was most active in helping him get out of bed. He tweeted and encouraged him to get out of bed and go out to bask in the sun. This is really abnormal.

"What's wrong?" Zhong Mingwei asked softly, "Are you all right?"

"No, it's okay, what can I do?" A Chou yelled haha, and said to Zhong Mingwei with joy, "Grandma Chen took the job for me, hey, I just went down the mountain to take the work Here comes Grandma Chen, who is very good. She does not get tired of her work and earns money. If I embroider four embroidery pieces for others, I can earn money. It is much easier than making money in the palace! "

"Is it?" Zhong Mingwei looked at Ah Chou's cheerful face, feeling very complicated.

"Yeah, you wait, I'll show it to you!" A Chou said as she ran out, but she didn't run twice, and she was too busy to stop, slowly moving outward step by step.

Zhong Mingwei looked at her awkward walking posture and could not help frowning. Who did this girl learn to walk so strangely? Both heels have fins, and they close their stomachs and poke their **** ...

When Zhong Mingwei realized where his eyes were looking, A Chou had already stepped out of his sight, and Zhong Mingwei froze at the door for a while before turning his face suddenly.

How did he stare at the other girl's place like a Deng Tuozi?

For a time, Zhong Mingwei's face was almost like a dye workshop, with colorful flowers and ugliness.

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"Look! Look! You are all here!" When Zhong Mingwei was still disgusted by himself, A Chou had come in holding the sewing basket happily, and placed the sewing basket beside the bed like a baby. Introduced to Zhong Mingwei, "You see how good this cloth is, it's a serious silk. Miss Duan used to wear silk. This thread is also a good silk thread. Of course it is not good in the palace, but it's not bad. , You see this is an embroidery needle, have you never seen it before? "

"I have seen it." Zhong Mingwei looked at the silver glittering embroidery needle in A Chou's hand and said slowly.

He has seen it and seen it many times. Ding ’s favorite is embroidering. Seongri ’s embroidery needle does not leave his hand. He does not often enter the backyard, but every time he enters, he will definitely see it in the warm court or the bedroom. Or, in the partial hall, there must be a needlework basket with half of the embroidery pieces embroidered inside, and sometimes such an embroidery needle will be caught.

"Is embroidering interesting?" It should be that Zhong Mingwei had asked Ding shortly after the wedding.

"It's interesting," Ding smiled faintly, and his hands were pinched with embroidered needles, and they were embroidered carefully, one stitch after another. "When the former mother taught me to embroider, I was not happy, but it was boring, but the mother said You do n’t think it ’s interesting now. After you marry, you feel interesting. Sure enough, the mother is right, otherwise how to make it shine? ”

At that time, Zhong Mingwei walked away on the spot.

What does Ding mean? Blame he always has no time to accompany her, so that she can only embroider to dismiss the loneliness?

He is the crown prince of the East Palace. How could he be a monarch in the future?

He complained about Ding's inefficiency. He hadn't entered Ding's room for several months. When he saw Ding again, Ding's low eyebrows and smooth eyes made him feel more comfortable. It should be since then that Ding's change She was so virtuous and generous that he became a fan. Whenever she saw which maid, she was so busy that she wanted to put the maid into the room, and the magnificent princess, even the queen queen, was a rare virtue.