The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Your Highness! Your Highness! Liao Chongwu finally waited until Zou Shijie left, and rushed over in a hurry. He saw Zhong Ming'e was holding on to a chair that was precariously falling, and he was so busy that he stepped forward to support Zhong Ming'e, watching his forehead oozing Liao Chongwu was so distressed that he didn't know what to do, so he hugged Zhong Ming'e into the study to rest.

Go... order the kitchen to stew a pot of honey bird's nest for the princess and send it over, Zhong Ming'e fell into Liao Chongwu's arms, and said with difficulty, Use blood swallows.

Although he sometimes doesn't like his brother-in-law Zou Shijie very much, Zou Shijie is always loyal to him, and he has to reciprocate, not to mention, what happened with Liao Chongwu now, he will inevitably feel a little guilty towards Zou.

Yes, this subordinate obeys. Liao Chongwu's eyes darkened, and he finally agreed.

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The third day of the first month of the thirty-third year of Jiasheng.

Ning Guta.

She had been looking forward to the stomachache for a few days, but it still didn’t come as expected. Ah Chou was both happy and worried. To be honest, she didn’t like those few days every month. Those who dare to turn over are afraid of soiling the quilt... Ahem, and Zhong Mingwei's clothes, although Zhong Mingwei doesn't seem to care much about this, the more at that time, the tighter he hugs Ah Chou, sometimes She would also rub Ah Chou's stomach all night, but A Chou still cared. She was already thin-skinned, and when it got to that time, she would naturally become even thinner.

Therefore, Ah Chou really hoped that he would not have such troubles unique to women in his life, but Grandma Chen said again that every woman must have this level, otherwise she would not be considered a normal woman, so Ah Chou was very happy. Hope to be able to stay normal...

In a word, Ah Chou is very distressed now, especially when Zhong Mingwei is making brown sugar and ginger tea for her again, and scolding her over and over again!

Ahhhhh!

This day is almost gone!

I told you to buy donkey-hide gelatin, but you see that you are reluctant to buy it. Zhong Mingwei continued to criticize Ah Chou while lighting the fire, This brown sugar is cheap, but how can it compare with donkey-hide gelatin? Besides, donkey-hide gelatin How expensive can it be? No matter how expensive it is, it can be more precious than your body? Now I’m young and I don’t know how to take care of it. When I get older, let’s see how you regret it. At that time...

I know, I know! My Uncle Zhong! Ah Chou's ears were almost calloused. If she knew that she was reluctant to buy donkey-hide gelatin, she would definitely be willing to buy donkey-hide gelatin, and she would pay every catty for it. purchase!

What did you call me? Zhong Mingwei's face froze, and he suddenly turned his head to look at A Chou, his face was terribly smelly.

Call you Zhong...Master Zhong, Ah Chou rolled his eyes, and then smiled at Zhong Ming'e, Master, does Immortal look much younger than Uncle? Hahaha!

Zhong Mingwei: ...

The next second, Zhong Mingwei silently grabbed a handful of ginger from the cutting board and put it into the pot.

Don't you! You are trying to kill me! Ah Chou was about to cry. She didn't like ginger in the first place, but now she has been forced to drink ginger tea with brown sugar for several days. Now As soon as he saw the ginger, he felt sick to his stomach, but Zhong Mingwei actually added a handful of ginger to it, which made people feel alive!

I can't help it, I'm getting old, and my eyesight is not working well, Zhong Mingwei said calmly, picking up a spoon and stirring the pot, and said to himself, The nose is not working well, why can't I use it? Smells like ginger? Is it too little? Or cut some more and add it in?

A Chou: ...

Zhong Mingwei glanced at the twitching corner of Ah Chou's mouth from the corner of his eye, and his mood suddenly improved. He put down the spoon and continued to light the fire.

Drink it all. After the brown sugar and ginger tea was cooked, Zhong Mingwei poured out all the tea in it. There were two big bowls. At this time, they were all placed in front of A Chou, under A Chou's pleading gaze. , Uncle Zhong gave the final word, Not a single drop is allowed.

Why? Ah Chou was furious, she stared at Uncle Zhong with grievances, I used to be allowed to drink one bowl at a time, but now I am told to drink two bowls at once, and you even cooked it It's so thick, you did it on purpose!

Yes, I did it on purpose, Uncle Zhong didn't deny it, and justified himself while cleaning the pot, Your hands and feet are cold, and your body is very cold, and you are reluctant to buy donkey-hide gelatin or something to nourish your body, so there are not many. How about drinking some ginger tea? Waiting for a few days to turn over and cry on the kang again?