The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Master, I am... Duan Rulan, Ah Chou wanted to put the wooden basin in front of the bed, but when he lowered his head, the ground was filthy and covered with all kinds of filth. Not only could Ah Chou find no place to put the basin, but Even the ground for stepping on the ground was hard enough, and when she raised her head again and looked at the silent person on the bed, Ah Chou felt very uncomfortable in her heart, she paused, she put the basin on the bed, twisted the handkerchief, and walked When he came to that person, he bent down slightly, Master, from now on, I will serve you.

The person on the bed didn't answer, except for the slight ups and downs of his chest, Ah Chou couldn't find any trace of life in him, so Ah Chou bit the bullet and stretched out his hand to gently brush away the hair on his face , and then Ah Chou was stunned.

Ah Chou had met Zhong Mingwei before. She had been a court lady in the palace for twelve years. I've only seen him from a distance, but Zhong Mingwei's appearance is really unforgettable. Sometimes the little palace daughters of the Huanyi Bureau have nothing to do, and they will discuss in private which prince has the best birth, and some of them are Concubine Shu The second prince Zhong Ming'e was born, and some said it was the third prince Zhong Mingzheng who was born to Concubine Zhao Gui. Ah Chou never participated in these discussions, but he said in his heart that the most beautiful one is of course the eldest prince, whose eyes are captivating Son, later Ah Chou learned that those flying eyebrows are called peach blossom eyes.

At this very moment, the face she thought was the most beautiful was just around the corner. Ah Chou stared at this face without blinking. This face was paler and thinner than those hands. His face was dirty and somewhat Dirt, water stains, and other inexplicable filth, and the eyebrows flying in the memory are tightly closed at this time, and the eyebrows are a little yellow, like dead grass in the yard, Ah Chou Feeling a little unbearable, he moved his eyes away in a hurry, and then his eyes fell on the corners of his tight lips.

He is suffering, must be suffering!

Ah Chou looked at the corners of his tight lips, and for some reason felt a sudden soreness on the tip of his nose. The prince of the East Palace, who was once a noble man, has now become like this. It took only half a year, but for him, it must be Very long suffering, right?

Ah Chou didn't dare to think too much, and immediately threw the towel again, and then put the warm towel on the dirty face, and she said softly, Let's wash our face first, and eat later.

The warm veil was gently wiping his face, and the person under the veil kept his eyes tightly closed, but Ah Chou could clearly feel that face arching towards his hand, although it was only so slightly Just for a while, Ah Chou was so busy that he threw the handkerchief again and wiped it up and down carefully. Ah Chou knew that he hadn't washed his face for a long time, but A Chou also knew that although he didn't speak, he I must really like the feeling of wiping my face with a hot handkerchief.

After finally washing his face, the water in the basin was turbid and cold, so Ah Chou threw the handkerchief into the water and hurried out with the water.

The eyelashes of the person paralyzed on the bed trembled slightly. He opened his eyes and watched Ah Chou's thin body disappear into the dazzling morning light. Maybe it was because he hadn't opened his eyes for a long time, or maybe it was because the morning light was too dazzling. He closed his eyes again, and his lips tightened even more.