The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 226: Couplet

www.lnmao.org, the fastest update of my beloved ugly girl, please give me more advice on the latest chapter!

"Isn't this an obvious thing about lice on a bald man's head?" Bi Qiao stared.

Qin Lu was even more surprised: "Since the Queen Mother knew this all along, why didn't she try to protect the eldest prince?"

"The Queen Mother wanted to keep the eldest prince, but if she saved the eldest prince, she was destined to have a quarrel with Lord Long live. Over the years, because of Prince Pingxi's incident, Lord Long Live had not been close to the Queen Mother, but in the end We can still maintain the situation of a loving mother and a filial son. If it really comes to that point, maybe Long live the Lord will point his sword at the Xu family in anger. In the end, if we still can't escape, it will be nothing, so we might as well give up. The eldest prince, on the other hand, took the opportunity to get closer to the Long Live Lord," Bi Qiao whispered, "Besides, the eldest prince has been married for many years and has many women in the back house, but he doesn't even have a child. This shows that he is handicapped. Of course, the Xu family can't support a barren prince to the throne, right? Fortunately, Long Live Master is in good health now, so we might as well start from scratch."

"The Queen Mother is really far-sighted." Qin Lu said with emotion.

"So, please ask Chief Qin to take good care of Lady Hui's body in the future, and don't let down the Queen Mother's expectations," Bi Qiao said to Qin Lu with a smile, "If Lady Hui can give birth to a child, Prince, the Queen Mother will naturally think of you as a good son. When the time comes, Mr. Qin is said to be in good health, and it is not impossible for him to live a long life. Mr. Qin, don’t you think so?"

Qin Lu's face froze suddenly. He bowed deeply to Bi Qiao and said tremblingly, "Yes, I obey."

"The Queen Mother is now hoping that Hui Gui will give birth to Lin'er as soon as possible. However, Long live the Lord is not young after all, and I am afraid that he has more than enough ambition but not enough strength. At that time, the head of the Qin Court will need to take more care, so that the dragon's body will be healthy. Only the Queen Mother can be loved, right?" Bi Qiao asked again. After a pause, she raised her eyebrows and added, "It's just that no matter how powerful I am, Long Live the Lord, please don't make the same mistakes as the Fourth Prince did. If it does happen again, What's wrong, I'm really worried, Mr. Qin's body is so frightening that he can't stand it anymore."

"Yes, Wei Chen obeys the order! Wei Chen obeys the order!" Qin Ludun was sweating all over his face, and he was so busy that he bowed to Bi Qiao to accept the order.

……

December 30, the 32nd year of Jiasheng

New Year's Eve.

Ninggu Pagoda.

A Chou got up early as usual, and Zhong Mingwei did not stay in bed. After breakfast, A Chou went to prepare the stuffing for the croquettes. Both A Chou and Zhong Mingwei liked to eat the croquettes stuffed with radish. Prepare to write Spring Festival couplets.

"How's the writing going?" A Chou mixed the stuffing for the meatballs and came in while wiping his hands. He looked at the man sitting on the kang, staring blankly at the red paper on the small table. A Chou He leaned over and looked at Zhong Mingwei in surprise, "It's been so long, why haven't you written a word yet? I'm still waiting to post it! The paste is ready."

"I've come up with several couplets, but I don't know which one is better." Zhong Mingwei looked at A Chou with a smile, "I'm just waiting for you to come. I want to hear what you mean."

"I don't understand this. Just write it if you think it's easy. Asking me is useless," A Chou said, climbing on the kang and grinding it for Zhong Mingwei. A Chou learned how to grind it from Zhong Mingwei a few days ago. , A Chou liked to grind Zhong Mingwei very much. Although Zhong Mingwei didn't write often, she urged Zhong Mingwei while grinding, "Write quickly, I have to write several copies."

Zhong Mingwei looked at A Chou. The braid he had made for her yesterday had not unraveled after sleeping all night. It was just a little loose. At this time, it was hanging limply on the kang. Zhong Mingwei stared at the other end. The little braid looked at it for a long time, and then he picked up the pen. A Chou was so busy that he leaned over to take a look. Although he couldn't understand anything, his eyes followed the pen tip all the way.

"It's written." After writing the last word, Zhong Mingwei put down his pen and looked at the long couplet. He seemed very satisfied. He couldn't help but curled his lips, and then said to A Chou, "This couplet is posted in our bedroom."

"Shouldn't you write the couplets on the door first? It's better for you, but you should write the couplets on the bedroom first," A Chou muttered, while crawling over, staring at the flying words on the red paper, and asked Zhong Mingwei, "What did you write? Read it to me."

"The flowers are colorful and the leaves are green and red, but Si Xiangwei is dedicated to supporting them. They don't want to be rainy, windy, and cold." Zhong Mingwei pulled A Chou in front of him and hugged him, while pointing to the first couplet, He read it to A Chou word by word. As he read it, Zhong Mingwei held A Chou's face again, kissed it, and then continued to read the second line, "Butterflies and flying wings, life after life, may all lovers get married, forever." Day and night, I like it."