The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Zhong Mingwei listened to Meiya talking, he didn't interrupt, he put the handkerchief on the rim of the basin, and then sat quietly beside Meiya, listening to her continue babbling.

At that time, there was a girl named Ah Rou in our clothing bureau. Like me, she was born as a criminal slave, and she was about the same age as me. But I heard from Mother Xiang that she was much more pitiful than me, and she was still in her infancy. , she was implicated by her father and was sent to the clothing bureau as a slave, but her luck is better than mine, she has an older sister, Meiya whispered, leaning on Zhong Mingwei's knee, letting the man gently He quickly removed the jewelry for her, and then combed her hair with a comb. Her sister really loves her. The food in the Clothes Bureau is so bad that she can't feed a baby, so her sister works day and night for others Washing clothes, in exchange for such a bowl of rice porridge, a few pieces of bad sugar, that's all, it has grown her up, in fact, her sister is not much older than her, when she first entered the clothing bureau, she was only eleven years old , such a half-grown girl takes care of my younger sister, she is even more thoughtful than my mother, Meiya said softly, turning inwards as she spoke, and gently wrapped her arms around the man's strong waist, I used to envy you Ah Rou, she knows her name, she is good-looking, and the most important thing is that she has a sister who loves her, unlike me, who doesn't even know her last name, is an ugly girl, and has no sisters or brothers to rely on and care about.

Girl, once the fourth prince's matter is over, I will ask Pang Yi to check your life experience, and I will definitely find out, Zhong Mingwei leaned down, kissing the back of Meiya's head repeatedly, and said softly, When At that time, I will go with you to pay homage to your parents, and if you still have brothers and sisters alive, I will definitely find them, take them over, and never let them be separated again.

Ming Wei... Meiya's voice was a little choked up, and when she said this, she hugged Zhong Mingwei even tighter, Why would he attack his younger brother? He watched his younger brother grow up, From babbling, to babbling, to liking to act coquettishly with my elder brother... That's his younger brother, how could he be willing to do it?

Zhong Mingwei naturally knew who the he Meiya was talking about, but he didn't know how to answer. He wanted to say that this was the Tianjia, facing the only and supreme position, Even a father and son would draw their swords at each other, let alone a brother, but facing such a Meiya, he absolutely couldn't say such a thing. In fact, he was heartbroken. He had guessed the fourth prince's fate early in the morning Who lost his life, but to this day, he is still stunned. I don't know when, this cold and hard heart that was educated by the emperor since childhood has become soft, so every day in the capital, he lives. You have to suffer.

He didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing, he only knew that to protect the girl in his arms, he had to put away this tenderness...

No, it was to become stronger, stronger than before, he wanted to protect the tenderness and kindness of this girl, even if it made him suffer bloody storms again.

Meiya chattered, and finally fell asleep. Zhong Mingwei gently placed her on the bed, covered her with a blanket, and sat by the bed for a while, then quietly left the bedroom and walked towards the study go.

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study.

Zhong Mingwei just entered the study, and Pang Yi and Kong Wenmin stood up together, both of them looked very ugly: Master, the situation is probably not good, we seem to have fallen into a trap designed by others.

Zhong Mingwei's complexion was not very good. He walked slowly to the soft couch and sat down. While looking at the night clothes, letters, and bank notes on the table, his face was very serious, and he said in a deep voice: Let's go The search of Ma Zhiming's house was naturally watched by someone, and at this time, it may have already reached the ears of Long Live Lord.