The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 289: You are looking for death

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"I didn't know that I had such a delicate idea, but it was difficult for Guard Kong's exquisite heart." Chen Qingxuan smiled with a leisurely look on his face. Yun Danfeng looked at the ugly Kong Wenmin in front of him lightly, "It's just that Kong Wenmin has an ugly face. I'm afraid that the guard's delicate heart is used in the wrong place. If it were used on Miss Fang, I'm afraid Miss Fang would have secretly promised to Guard Kong, so why would Guard Kong come to pick me up reluctantly again and again? Is this dirty person entering the house? Guard Kong, do you think so?"

Miss Fang, Fang Chengyin, is the apple of the eye of the prefect.

"Chen Qingxuan, what do you mean by this?!" Kong Wenmin's face suddenly froze. His face, which had always been calm and composed, turned out to be terribly ugly. He suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Chen Qingxuan. Qingxuan glared at Chen Qingxuan with narrowed eyes and said through gritted teeth, "If I hear you slandering the young lady again in the future, let's see if I don't smash your mouth! Let's see how sharp-tongued you can be in the future!"

"I understand the anger of Guard Kong, but if Guard Kong wants to break my mouth, I'm afraid he has to go through the prefect's test first," Chen Qingxuan said with a calm expression. He raised his hand and patted Kong Wenmin's hand gently, and said to Kong Wenmin with a smile, "Guard Kong, it's getting late. I'm afraid it's hard to keep the prefect waiting for a long time, right?"

"Humph!" Kong Wenmin snorted, then suddenly threw his hand away, then turned around and strode towards the carriage.

Chen Qingxuan followed him slowly, walked to the carriage, held on to the door frame and got into the carriage, and got into the carriage with all his clothes on. However, before he could sit firmly, he heard a loud sound coming from outside. "Drive, drive!" Before Chen Qingxuan could react, he fell into the carriage, as if all the bones in his body were about to fall apart. He took a few deep breaths and was about to hold on. When the carriage wall climbed up, another cry of "Drive, drive, drive!" was heard, followed immediately by the horses neighing and running forward like crazy.

"Kong Wenmin! You are looking for death!" The next second, as he fell again, Chen Qingxuan couldn't help but cursed, "Kong Wenmin, stop! Do you hear me!"

Kong Wenmin listened to the constant yelling and cursing in the carriage, but he didn’t take it seriously at all. Not only was he not angry, he was also humming a little tune in a good mood, while driving the carriage, running here leisurely. In the pure white ice and snow.

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Pang Yi barely slept last night. He was confused on the floor for a while and then got up in a hurry. Today he has to go down the mountain to find a reliable doctor. Before that, he still has a lot of things to do. I have to do it.

Pang Yi quickly rolled up the bedding. He washed the pot, then boiled a large pot of boiling water, washed all the clothes Zhong Mingwei had changed, and then swept them inside and out. There are dishes and chopsticks that have not been washed last night, bedding that has not been put away, and grains, oils, rice and noodles piled up in the side room all over the place, all waiting for him to sort them out. It is not a heavy job, but to be honest, for For Pang Yi, these odd jobs are even more tiring.

After Pang Yi finished these things, it was already an hour later, and Zhong Mingwei had also woken up. Pang Yi was so busy that he made a pot of jasmine flowers for Zhong Mingwei and brought it over, saying apologetically: " Your Highness, I just found a bag of jasmine flowers. I will go down the mountain later and buy some Maojian for you. You can just drink some for now."

"No, this is good." After a night's rest, Zhong Mingwei's energy was much better than last night. He drank a large bowl of jasmine tea in one breath and handed the tea bowl over. "Pour me another bowl."

It has been several days since he drank jasmine, and he really missed the faint fragrance.

"Yes," Pang Yi was so busy that he took the rough porcelain bowl, poured another bowl for Zhong Mingwei and handed it over, while saying, "Your Highness, shall I cook you some dumplings?"

Zhong Mingwei said nothing. He lowered his head and drank a few sips of jasmine tea. Then he put down the tea bowl and looked up at Pang Yi: "Help me down."

"Your Highness, you can't go down now!" Pang Yi was anxious and said hurriedly, "Your Highness, what do you want to do and what you want, just tell your subordinates, there is no need for you to get off the kang by yourself... …”

"I want convenience," Zhong Mingwei cut off Pang Yi's words helplessly, while pointing to the corner next to the bed opposite, "over there."