The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Then what can I do? Duan Feihong sighed, scratching his gray and white temple hair, and said helplessly, Zhao Guifei just pushed her over with her front foot, and then urged Long Live Lord to let Lan'er go to Ninggu Pagoda , such an obvious intention, do we have to pretend to be confused? Forget it, let her go.

Concubine Zhao is...to ensure that Lan'er marries the deposed prince, and let this girl watch over her blatantly, Mrs. Duan gasped, She wants to completely tie our Duan clan to the deposed prince's ship , I will never turn over again for the rest of my life!

It's fine as long as you know, Duan Feihong said tiredly, Now that things have come to an end, we can only follow Concubine Zhao's wishes, and at least we can save the lives of the whole family.

Madam Duan's tears came down again, whimpering and twisting her veil, another sleepless night.

the next day.

Ah Chou got up before dawn as usual, chopped firewood and boiled water for cooking. After working for an hour, Ah Chou's waist began to ache after resting all night. I don't know if it was because of her height. His body is always sore, and he still doesn't get enough sleep. Last night, he had cramps a few times. Ah Chou grinned his teeth for most of the night. At this time, he was slumped.

After bringing the prepared meals into the main hall, Ah Chou arranged the meals, but when he was about to leave, he was stopped by Duan Feihong.

Master, did you call me? A Chou looked at Duan Feihong feeling very scared, since Duan Feihong brought her back from the Palace of Yanxi Palace, he had never given her a good face. A Chou knew that he hated her, and also knew It's a good thing, so I never dared to stay in the main hall, and asked anxiously, Master, what do you want?

Duan Feihong looked at Ah Chou whose face was almost lowered to the ground, and kept staring at Ah Chou for a long time. It was not until Ah Chou's neck was sore that he heard Duan Feihong say: Tomorrow! You and Miss set off for Beijing together.

Ah? Ah Chou was taken aback. She knew Duan Rulan was going to marry Ningguta early in the morning, but she never thought that this matter would have anything to do with her. At that time, she didn't care whether Duan Feihong would be more disgusted. I was so busy looking up at Duan Feihong, Master... what do you mean?

Duan Feihong's originally calm face, when A Chou looked at it, he suddenly felt a lot of disgust and Lengji: Why? Let you be such an ugly girl as the dowry maid of the young lady, and you have been wronged?

Yes, Ah Chou is pretty ugly as her name suggests, not because she was born ugly, but because a fire broke out in the palace last year, and she was licked by the flames while fighting the fire. The dark red scar was not that big, but it was From the right wrist to the neck, there is even a scar the size of a fingernail on the chin, which is how Ah Chou got his name.

No, no, no grievance... Ah Chou hurriedly waved his hands, paused and shook his head, But...

It's nothing but nothing! Duan Feihong didn't bother to talk to her any more, and while waving his hands to drive Ah Chou out, he paused, then frowned and looked at Ah Chou's white rough linen robe and said, Look for the housekeeper. Go get some decent clothes, you don't have to do rough work today, go and serve in the lady's room.

Yes, I will obey. Ah Chou bit the bullet and agreed, her death contract was in Duan Feihong's hands, so naturally what they said was what they said, how could she have any reason to say it?

Just Ningguta...

Ah Chou frowned and went to look for the housekeeper. While staring at the tender green grass sprouts emerging from the cracks in the stone bricks, he thought about the tongues that were chewed by the palace people in the palace.