The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Let's go. Zhong Zhiheng walked out with a sullen face, Zhao Ruhai was so busy getting a cloak for Zhong Zhiheng to put on.

Let the imperial dining room stew a bowl of chestnut and lotus root soup for Concubine Hui, and deliver it to Concubine Hui when she wakes up, Zhong Zhiheng said to Zhao Ruhai suddenly as he walked outside the door, Tell her, I will go see her later .”

Yes, I obey. Zhao Ruhai bowed and agreed in a hurry.

...

Jiasheng's 33rd Lunar New Year's Day

Ning Guta.

Nanshan Bieyuan.

After Meiya came back from the magistrate's yamen, she didn't say a word, just nestled in the kitchen and kept washing and brushing. In fact, there was nothing to do, but she just couldn't stop. Zhong Mingwei knew that she was in a bad mood, so he didn't stop her. Following her, he also followed into the kitchen, and accompanied her to wash the dishes that had already been washed spotlessly.

You don't need to wash it... Meiya couldn't stand it any longer, snatched a plate from Zhong Mingwei's hand, put it on the table, and said with her head lowered, What do you want for lunch?

Let's eat dumplings. It's the second day of the Lunar New Year, and we haven't even eaten dumplings yet, Zhong Mingwei said with a smile, while adding, I'll chop stuffing, and you make noodles.

become.

The two of them got busy right away, Zhong Mingwei was a little absent-minded, while he was chopping stuffing, he glanced at Meiya from time to time, Meiya kept her head down and face, not even looking at him.

Don't peek at me anymore, chop your hands carefully. Meiya finally couldn't help herself, and frowned at the man.

Oh, Zhong Mingwei turned his face away a little uncomfortably, but he couldn't help it anymore, he simply put down the knife, then walked up to Meiya and squatted down, asking softly, Why are you upset? It's... it's Miss Gu's case, isn't it good?

On this day, the magistrate's yamen tried the case of Gu Qingtong's manslaughter of Meng Wencai in the flower hall, presided over by Meiya, and only Mrs. Meng, Gu Qingtong, and Fang Chengyin, who was sent by Fang Zuotang to represent him, were present.

Is there anything good about this kind of case? Meiya whispered, while rubbing the lint on her hands, she looked at Zhong Mingwei, and said, Don't ask, I won't tell you anyway.

I didn't intend to ask, but seeing you depressed, I was worried whether the case was not good for Ms. Gu. Zhong Mingwei said.

No, Mrs. Meng has already signed and pledged, and will not pursue Meng Wencai's death in the future, and their family will never trouble Miss Gu again, but what I see is that Miss Gu is determined to leave Ninggu Pagoda. Meiya lowered her head and continued to make noodles, but after a while, she stood up impatiently again, then frowned and said to Zhong Mingwei, Forget it, don't eat dumplings, I'm not in the mood to make noodles.

Then... Zhong Mingwei looked at the half-chopped meat stuffing on the table, and then at the noodles in the basin, a little confused, Then what shall we eat?

Just gnocchi soup, Meiya said, pointing at the minced meat on the table, and added, Vegetable and meat gnocchi soup.

Okay! Then I'll go to light the fire! Zhong Mingwei was so busy that he started to light the fire.

...

After eating, Meiya was still not in the mood, so she went back to the dormitory to take a nap. It was rare for Zhong Mingwei not to go to the dormitory with Meiya, but came to the study alone. Pulled out a wooden box, opened it, and took out a pair of exquisite and beautiful skates from it, then squatted on the ground, and began to carefully inspect the new pair of skates.

He had never made shoes, let alone skates, and had been secretly learning from Gu Changlin for more than a month before he dared to make such a pair by himself.