The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Okay, let's have dinner, Zhong Mingwei stood up first, helped Meiya to walk towards the side hall, and said, Let's chat while eating.

Yes, He Chengzhi bowed in a hurry, and while pulling Xiao Siwen to follow, he leaned into Xiao Siwen's ear and said, From now on, you are not allowed to recite the song Jiangnan in front of your mother, do you understand?

Why? Xiao Siwen looked puzzled, Didn't daddy say that I, Siwen, memorized this poem the best?

That's not allowed! He Chengzhi's face darkened, If you let me know, let me see how I deal with you!

Yes, my son remembers it. Xiao Siwen pouted immediately, looking like he was about to cry, and didn't dare to eat haw jelly anymore.

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After He Chengzhi and his son had dinner in Jingren Palace, they didn't stay long, and they left the palace early. Meiya watched the father and son leave the palace, but she was a little bit reluctant to come.

Xiao Siwen will come back to the palace tomorrow. Zhong Mingwei saw Meiya's reluctance, and helped Meiya into the Nuan Pavilion to rest, while smiling, Why? You like Xiao Siwen so much? I see So why do you like Xiao Nianqin more than Xiao Nianqin?

I don't know, I always feel that I have a destiny with that child, Meiya shook her head, was supported by the man and sat down on the soft couch, then leaned against the man's arms, looked at the Qian-colored curtain in a daze, and said softly, Ming Wei, when I look at that child, I can always think of things from my childhood.

What's the matter? Zhong Mingwei's voice was a little heavy when he said this, Didn't it mean that you don't remember anything from your childhood?

I don't remember, but I can still vaguely remember some bits and pieces, Meiya sighed, turned to Zhong Mingwei, then pursed her lips and said, Mingwei, isn't it strange if you say so? ? I don’t remember my name and birthday, but I can always remember a tune. Later, you taught me to read and learned the song Jiangnan, and I felt that tune was especially suitable for this poem. Do you think it’s strange?

So, you usually like to hum this song Jiangnan? Zhong Mingwei looked at Meiya's somewhat confused face, and said softly.

Yeah, Meiya nodded, feeling a little lost, I think I've heard it somewhere, but I just can't remember it, alas! I don't know what happened.

If you can't remember it, then you don't have to force it, Zhong Mingwei said softly, while holding Meiya's hand, he whispered, Girl, not every memory needs to be remembered, sometimes, learning to forget may be a blessing.

So, now you can't remember what crimes you suffered in the clan mansion? Meiya looked at the man without blinking, and suddenly said.

Yeah, I can't even remember. Zhong Mingwei was startled, then nodded with a smile, and held Meiya's hand even tighter, What about you? Do you still remember the twelve years of hard work as a slave? ?”

Slave? Meiya suddenly looked surprised, and then straightened up, with an undisguised arrogance and contempt on her face, What are you kidding? I am the dignified queen of the palace, a man in this palace But the real dragon emperor, who has the guts to make me a slave? Do you think your head is in the wrong place, so you want to move it?

Haha! Well said!

Zhong Mingwei couldn't help laughing, lying on the soft couch with Mei Ya in his arms, laughing forward and backward, Mei Ya also laughed with him, reaching out to caress the fine lines in the corners of the man's eyes, and softly said: Zhong Mingwei, the hardships in the past Let’s just forget about anxiety and uneasiness, from now on, we can only pretend to be happy and sweet in our hearts, okay?”

Okay, Zhong Mingwei said softly, while holding Meiya's hand and putting it on his heart, he said while holding Meiya's head, Girl, feel it, it's full, As he said that, Zhong Mingwei moved his position slightly, and then said softly, This is the red bean porridge you cooked for me for the first time, it is sweet and glutinous, and here is the first steamed stuffed bun you made for me , there is oil flowing out, the fragrant person is drooling, here is the first bowl of longevity noodles you made for me, girl, that is my first birthday, and here is the little bat you embroidered for me Peace with Bamboo...