The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Yes, how much he hates him. He has been in fear and fear for thirty years, and then he was suddenly thrown to the ground. We grew up together, we couldn't stay or pull them out, just watched the sharp knife go deeper and deeper, and we became more and more inseparable from this heart.

He really hates, he has hated many people, but he has never hated him this much, wishing he could cut his throat with his own hands, wishing he could cut him into pieces.

But unfortunately, he couldn't do anything, not only couldn't do it, but he still had to kneel on the ground, accepting the superior reward from that person in fear.

...

Ming Wei, Meiya pressed her face against Zhong Mingwei's neck, rubbing gently, You should hate him, if you can't let go, then don't let go, no one is only happy in his heart , and no one is destined to have a smooth life, Ming Wei, I will not make things difficult for you, but Ming Wei, you can’t make things difficult for me,” Meiya’s hands slipped gently along Zhong Mingwei’s slanted lapel. After entering, put it on Zhong Mingwei's heart through a thin layer of underwear, Mingwei, I hope you will have less and less hate here, today will be less than yesterday's, and tomorrow will be less than today's. , Ming Wei, you should know what I'm worried about and what I'm afraid of, so...don't make me worry, okay?

Okay, I promise you, Zhong Mingwei lowered his head, kissed Meiya's smooth forehead lightly, and said, Girl, don't worry, by your side, I will always be worthless and ambitious, just want to cling to my wife My son's gluttonous tooth.

Then I'll have to follow you all the time, Meiya raised her head, leaned over to kiss the man's lips, and said softly, Greedy boy, I'll make muffins for you later.

Well, the face that had been stiff all the time softened at this time, Zhong Mingwei held Meiya's face and kissed it tightly, I will do it after they are all gone, or I will be robbed of it as soon as it is out of the pot. Alright, I didn’t even eat the pancakes just now.”

Okay, muffins are only made for our gluttons, Meiya said with a smile, leaning on Zhong Mingwei's arm, and looking at the plum blossoms in the vase on the bedside table with him, Zhong Mingwei, our The days will definitely get better and better.”

Well, I think so too. Zhong Mingwei also smiled, got up and picked a red plum, and then inserted it into the girl's temple hair. He looked at the girl's red face without blinking, and gently He sighed deeply, Girl, you are so kind, but it is because you are so kind that I always feel wronged for you, and I always... always remember that bad thing, Zhong Mingwei She smiled embarrassingly, and then said, You said that I am an old person, why do I always think about it? I have to let you, a little girl, coax me? Am I... very naive?

Zhong Mingwei, with me, you can stay childish forever, Meiya put her arms around the man's neck, and said softly, It doesn't matter whether you are a prince or a prisoner in the eyes of others, but with me, you can always be childish. Be a childish ghost for the rest of my life, and, compared to the bitter and hated waste prince, or the high-ranking county prince, I really like childish ghosts.

Really? Zhong Mingwei couldn't help raising his eyebrows and smiled, Then do you want to play some childish tricks now?

What? Meiya looked at Zhong Mingwei with great interest.

Let's see who rolls his eyes first... the man said slowly, while leaning down.

...

Pang Yi and Fang Zuotang came back after dark, and when Zhong Mingwei saw Fang Zuotang coming with him, he knew there was something else to do, and he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. He just wanted to live peacefully with his little girl in Ningguta, but he couldn't deny that with such a humiliating decree, the future life between him and Meiya was real. With guarantees, at least the security is much stronger than it is now. According to the Great Zhou Zu system, the county prince's mansion can support soldiers. Although it cannot exceed one hundred people, it is enough.

Your Majesty, Bai Rixi's father-in-law has already handed over some reasons to the minister, and now the minister will report to you one by one, Fang Zuotang sat at Zhong Mingwei's head, and reported to Zhong Mingwei with a serious face, First, As for the Prince’s Mansion in Anjun, the imperial court and the magistrate’s yamen each donated half of the money to build it, but it’s freezing cold today, and the construction can’t start until spring tomorrow.”