The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 1201: The country, the country, and the country are not as important as you
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"How can this subordinate dare?" Pang Yi said with a busy smile, "This subordinate brought forty jars of burning knives from Ninggu Pagoda, kept ten jars for himself, and left ten jars for Da Kong's guards. Of the ten altars, the remaining twenty altars have all been sent to the palace by Lord Long Live. I hope Lord Long Live will accept them."
"Okay, then let's drink Shao Knife at noon today." Zhong Mingwei said with a smile.
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Jingren Palace.
Zhong Mingwei did not go back to Jingren Palace for dinner today. He was drinking and chatting with Pang Yi, Kong Wenmin and others in the imperial study. After dinner, everyone left the palace, and Zhong Mingwei also returned to Jingren Palace. He had not been there for a long time. After having such a hearty drink with my brothers, I got greedy for a while. When I returned to Jingren Palace, I was staggering a little. The palace attendants rushed forward to help me, but he pushed me away. Naturally, no one dared to help me anymore. He was angry, and he didn't let anyone report him, so he just walked into the room crookedly, holding on to the wall.
Meiya was not seen in the main hall. Zhong Mingwei reacted a little slowly and froze on the spot. Then he walked softly towards the Nuan Pavilion. Sure enough, he saw Meiya lying on the imperial concubine's bed and taking a nap. She is not easy to take naps, but after living with Zhong Mingwei for a long time, she developed this habit. In addition, today Gu Qingtong and Xiao Anshi came over and they were joking again. Meiya even teased Xiao Nianqin. After a while, people inevitably became more tired. After hearing the report from the palace servants that Zhong Mingwei had eaten in the imperial study, he took a rest on his own.
Zhong Mingwei looked at the girl, who was wearing a sunset haze purple silk ruyi moire shirt, lying on her side on the couch, sleeping. The sunlight softly shined on her body through the screen window, and her whole body was covered with a warm halo. No matter how Zhong Mingwei looked at it, he thought it looked good. When he took another step, his voice became softer. He walked over step by step like a cat, and then gently sat on the couch, taking a cashmere blanket and covering it with Meiya. , looking at Meiya's slightly furrowed brows, he was so busy that he reached out and patted Meiya's back gently. As the man patted her gently, the slightly frowned eyebrows relaxed a little bit. , Zhong Mingwei looked at her rosy little face, the more he looked at her, the more he fell in love with her, and couldn't help but lean down and kiss her gently.
"Mingwei, please don't get up so early today, okay?" Meiya called drowsily, reaching out and wrapping her arms around the man's neck. In fact, she was not awake yet, doing such actions and saying such words. , completely subconsciously, "Stay with me for a while and go to court later..."
"Okay, the country, the country, and the country are not as important as you." Zhong Mingwei said softly, and lay down on one side. The imperial concubine's couch was not wide, so it was quite spacious for one person to sleep on, but it would inevitably feel cramped for two people to lie down at this time. A lot of it. Zhong Mingwei didn't even dare to lie down on his back. He just turned sideways towards Meiya. The dragon robe on his body was still on his body. The jade pendant sachet and other things on his belt were messy. He couldn't untie them. He didn't think about it just now. So much, he lay down and complained secretly. The jade pendant only hurt his flesh. He was about to take off his belt, but the little girl arched into his arms. Zhong Mingwei didn't dare to move anymore. He was so busy that he stretched out his hand. He grabbed a piece of handkerchief on the couch and put it on his arm, for fear that the gold thread on the dragon robe would scratch his little girl's face.
This girl cherishes her own face. In fact, he cherishes it more than her.
In the past, because of herself, this girl's good face was ruined, causing her to be called ugly girl, ugly girl, short girl. In the past, when Meiya told him about this in Ning Guta , his tone was full of indifference, but he felt like he was being pricked with needles. This feeling of guilt and distress was something that he could not get rid of in his life, nor was he willing to get rid of it. At this time, he drank some more wine, Unavoidably, he felt uncomfortable again. He gently stroked the broken hair in front of Mei Ya's forehead, and leaned in to kiss her smooth forehead, Bai Jinjin's nose, slightly dry lips, and finally his lips stopped on a small petal on her chin. Like scars, lingering back and forth...