The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Ah Chou came in lightly, for fear of disturbing Zhong Mingwei's sound sleep. It was still dark and she couldn't light candles, so she could only move forward bit by bit. Step by step, she finally reached the edge of the bed. She put down the wooden basin, then gently held the corner of the quilt, gently lifted the quilt, she reached in, but reached back in a hurry, she rubbed her hands vigorously, and the hands were warmed , Then she poked in again, with yesterday's experience, this time she easily took out the dirty sheet, and then put a clean sheet under his body, then stirred a hot handkerchief Wipe Zhong Mingwei's thigh lightly one by one. She dare not use too much force. Yesterday, she saw that Zhong Mingwei's place was about to bleed, and she was afraid of waking Zhong Mingwei. She wiped it several times and finally made sure it was clean. After that, Ah Chou threw the dirty list into the water, and then retreated lightly.

Actually, how could Zhong Mingwei sleep?

He didn't close his eyes almost all night. To be exact, he woke up before the fourth watch. He was so suffocated that the veins on his forehead burst out, but he still didn't hold back. When Gen'er became hot and humid again, he bit his lip desperately, his mouth smelled of blood.

He was ashamed and desperate beyond measure.

But what can he do? Besides loathing myself more and more.

Especially today.

He hoped that this day would be so dark to the end, that the sun would no longer rise in the east, that darkness would envelope the courtyard forever, that the girl would never wake up from her sleep, and that she would not be able to discover his embarrassment.

He was really ashamed.

But before dawn, the girl came in on tiptoe, the girl seemed to think she was still asleep, her steps were lighter than a cat's, she lifted the quilt so lightly, and lifted his legs so lightly , cleaning herself up so lightly, wiping herself clean all at once with such a warm handkerchief, and then that girl walked away quietly like a cat...

How could there be such a good girl?

...

Today is still white porridge with pickles, Ah Chou fed Zhong Mingwei, and then started cleaning.

Would you like to sleep a little longer? Ah Chou asked Zhong Mingwei while tidying up the dormitory.

I can't sleep anymore, Zhong Mingwei lay on the bed and looked at Ah Chou holding something made of messy branches in his hand, a little curious, Is this a broom?

Hehe, yes! I made it with firewood! Ah Chou narrowed his eyes and smiled, and sent the broom he had just tied up to the man, with an obvious look on his face waiting for praise, Am I particularly ingenious? ?”

Zhong Mingwei smiled: Yes, ingenious.

Ah Chou looked at Zhong Mingwei in a daze, the broom hadn't been taken back for a long time, Zhong Mingwei looked at her dumbfounded expression with her mouth open and eyes staring, a little surprised: What's wrong?

You...you look pretty when you smile, Ah Chou came back to his senses, and realized that she was staring at a man for a long time, and she was inevitably a little embarrassed. Glancing at Zhong Mingwei, he whispered, Smile more in the future, don't keep your face so sullen.

Zhong Mingwei was a little embarrassed by her words: What's there to laugh about?

Of course there is. Ah Chou put down his broom, and sat down in front of Zhong Mingwei's bed solemnly, meeting Zhong Mingwei's eyes, Is today's white porridge delicious?

Zhong Mingwei looked at her serious face, and couldn't help pulling his lips: It's delicious.