The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 172: You don’t want the Queen Mother to know that I am well

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Yes, it is unusual. There are as many ups and downs as there are nobility and glory.

He was always resentful, hated the unpredictable nature of people's hearts, hated those endless wind and frost swords, but suddenly looking back, how much blood was stained on his hands?

……

So, to this day, should he be willing to accept it?

"I know!"

"I'm back!"

As the girl's crooked voice came from outside, the clenched fist suddenly loosened. Zhong Mingwei was so busy that he wiped his wet hands on his clothes randomly, wiping. , he couldn't help but laugh again.

He didn't have these problems before, but now that he has been with the girl for a long time, he has really contracted them. Not to mention wiping his hands on his clothes, sometimes he would scratch his head with the tail of his chopsticks when eating. , this is so rude and unruly. To put it nicely, it is informal, to put it bluntly, it is sloppy, but Zhong Mingwei is becoming more and more fond of such unruly but interesting little people. day.

So, be willing to do it.

What's wrong with being a **** who may never recover in Ningguta for the rest of his life, guarding their little girl, and cultivating a few acres of thin fields for spring plowing and autumn harvest?

"Zhong Mingwei, I brought some sauerkraut from Grandma Chen. They made it first and it's just ready to eat now. Grandma Chen said it's delicious when stewed with bones or made with dumplings. Today we'll just stew the bones. Eat, if you think it tastes good, I will pickle a few more jars of sauerkraut." A Chou happily brought a small pot of sauerkraut in and showed it to Zhong Mingwei, "Look, this is sauerkraut, cabbage. Pickled..."

A Chou didn't say anything, and stared straight at the four big bundles at the end of the bed. Her face turned pale for a moment, and she turned her face to look at Zhong Mingwei: "Who has been here?"

"Oh, the Queen Mother sent someone to bring me something," Zhong Mingwei wrote lightly. Looking at A Chou's expression, he knew that she was concerned about people from the capital, so he took it from A Chou's hand. He picked up the pot of sauerkraut and put it on the small table. He held her cold hand and said softly, "It's okay. It's just that the Queen Mother is worried about me and doesn't send people to Ninggu Pagoda to have a look. Is she worried? It's okay." Damn, he really belongs to the Queen Mother, I have already sent him away."

"Then he... saw me?" A Chou bit his lip, and after a while he came back to his senses and asked timidly, "He... does he know that I am not Miss Duan?"

"No, he didn't see you," Zhong Mingwei said hurriedly, pulling A Chou to sit in front of him, rubbing her hands, and comforting her softly, "Don't worry, forget it. If he finds out, he won't tell anyone, don't worry."

"But, but..." A Chou was still in shock and looked at Zhong Mingwei uneasily, "But he must know that you are well, and he will definitely report it to the Queen Mother when you return."

Zhong Mingwei was startled: "Girl, you don't want the Queen Mother to know that I am well?"

"No, no, no, no..." Ah Chou shook her head in a hurry, but Zhong Mingwei looked at her so unblinkingly that she lowered her head guiltily, and it took her a long time before she nodded lightly.

"Why?" Zhong Mingwei asked softly.

A Chou shook his head quickly, still facing Zhong Mingwei with the back of his head, his braid swaying back and forth.

After combing A Chou's hair for a long time, Zhong Mingwei gradually figured out a lot of tricks, but this braid is the best. Last time A Chou went down the mountain and bought a new hair tie, a bright yellow damask, so gorgeous. Few people bought the color, and it was even harder to sell it in winter. A two-foot-long damask cost only twenty cents. A Chou couldn't help it, so he bought it. But he regretted it again because it was too sexy. So she kept it under the pillow, thinking about whether she could return it next time she went to the market, but today her red headband was gone, so she could only use this new one, which was long and tender. The yellow damask was braided along A Chou's long hair. It looked very beautiful. When Zhong Mingwei tied her hair in the morning, he couldn't help but said how pretty the girl was. A Chou secretly enjoyed herself for a long time. , and then I felt that the twenty cents were well spent.