The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Kong Wenjie looked at Ah Chou, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything, and then he followed the two people into the carriage, and the carriage went away in a clack, clack, clack and everything was silent, only Chou and the torch on the knocker...

And the paralyzed man in the room.

Ah Chou squatted on the ground for a long time before recovering from the terrified and restless atmosphere. She held onto the door frame and stood up. The embroidered shoes on her feet were too small, and she grinned in pain even when she moved. She couldn't figure it out. Why does the noble daughter of a wealthy family have to bind her feet and suffer such a big crime? She held up a torch and looked into the courtyard. The three rooms in the main room were all dark and there was no sound at all. It was obvious that the people inside had already fallen asleep. Ah Chou didn't dare to go in and disturb him, he looked at the kitchen not far ahead, thinking that he would go to the kitchen to make a living tonight, and then go to the prince the next day... No, master, please be well.

After making up his mind, Ah Chou moved towards the kitchen step by step. After walking three steps, Ah Chou couldn't bear it anymore, so he simply took off the pair of embroidered shoes that squeezed his feet, and stepped on the muddy water with his bare feet , although the coolness went straight to the soles of the feet, but at least I was able to walk neatly.

Ah Chou entered the kitchen with a torch and looked it up and down. It was a big kitchen, but it was empty inside, except for a few rough pottery pots by the wall and a few jars. She went in and looked carefully. Look, there are rice and noodles in the pottery jar, and there seems to be pickled vegetables in the jar. Ah Chou let out a long sigh of relief, let’s not talk about the other things, look at this food stock is enough for two people to feed for half a month.

Ah Chou was so happy that he was so busy transporting the seven or eight big bundles of ants from the concierge to the kitchen. He was so tired that Ah Chou took the mattress from the bundle without even thinking about washing and eating. The blanket fell asleep on the firewood.

the next day.

Ah Chou's biological clock has always been very accurate. This morning she woke up before dawn. She opened her eyes and looked at a wall in front of her that was blackened by the smoke. It took her a long time to realize that this was the case. where.

This is Ningguta, the Ningguta that she couldn't get out even with a broken leg, and she is the bride who married Duan Rulan on behalf of Duan Rulan. No, according to Old Jiang, she is just a servant serving the paralyzed man. That's all.

From inside the palace to outside the palace, from the capital to Kyakta, she has always been a servant, but now she is much better than before, instead of serving a group of people, she only serves one person.

Ah Chou breathed a long sigh of relief, not sure whether it was emotion or relief.

There was no time to hurt the spring and autumn, Ah Chou was busy tidying up the bedding and blankets, and then lit a fire to boil water. She was used to this job, and it was very quick. After a while, a large pot of hot water was boiled. She washed the rice again, and cooked rice porridge in another pot. She didn't know what the master in the room liked to eat when she was new, and there was nothing else in the kitchen except those jars of pickled vegetables, so Ah Chou could only Picked a few pickles and cut them up and put them on the plate.

After doing this, the sky outside has already brightened. Ah Chou thought that the people in the house should have woken up, so she dared to leave the kitchen. The yard is quite big, but it is full of miscellaneous grasses, yellow, green and green. Yes, there are clumps, it’s really barren, fortunately I didn’t see it last night, otherwise, Ah Chou would not dare to sleep, A Chou was stunned, after all, the deposed prince is the son of the empress, even if the crime is heavy, but long live How could the Lord be so cruel?