The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 249: It smells delicious from the inside out

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"The one who rubbed your uncle..." Achou muttered in a low voice. She had never scolded anyone before. She had been teased so badly by Zhong Mingwei just now, so she cursed abruptly. At this time, she felt that she was very Vulgar was afraid that Zhong Mingwei would dislike him, so he pursed his lips and moved towards Zhong Mingwei sheepishly, whispering in a flattering voice, "Wait a minute, I'll give you a good back rub, and I'll rub down three kilograms of ash for you."

"Hahaha..." The next second, Zhong Mingwei couldn't help laughing, his whole body was shaking, and even the thin eye lines at the corners of his eyes were smiling.

"Why are you laughing?" A Chou was already feeling embarrassed. When he smiled, A Chou felt even more upset and rubbed his hands uncomfortably.

"Laughing at how the two of us have become savages who drink hair and drink blood." After laughing enough, Zhong Mingwei curled his lips and looked at A Chou, and said with a smile, "I'm afraid even the savages are better than the savages who are talking about several kilograms of ashes. But us."

"Hey, weren't you the one who started talking about it?" Achou also laughed, covering his mouth, looking at Zhong Mingwei with a pair of dark eyes, "Then we two are like... what kind of savages who drink blood? Don’t dislike anyone, and you will never nag me again.”

"Okay, stop nagging," Zhong Mingwei deliberately reached out to stroke A Chou's hair, but looking at the dust on his hands, he gave up in the end. But just as he was about to take back his hand, A Chou buried his face in Zhong Mingwei said hurriedly, "Girl, you don't even look at how dirty my hands are..."

"How dirty can it be? After all, there are not three or four kilograms of ash, hehe," A Chou smiled, grabbing Zhong Mingwei's hand to prevent him from hiding, while muttering coquettishly to the man, "Give it to me later. Just wash your hair, I can’t rinse it out by myself.”

"Okay, I'll wash it for you," Zhong Mingwei said softly, "wash it clean and fragrant."

"You still want to put jasmine flowers?" A Chou looked at Zhong Mingwei a little shyly.

Zhong Mingwei was startled, looking at Ah Chou's shy look, and suddenly nodded: "Put it in! You have to put more! Let us savages smell good from the inside out."

"Bah! Shameless." A Chou spat in a low voice, got off the kang and went to the side room to find a bathtub.

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The fourth day of the first lunar month in the 33rd year of Jiasheng

It's night.

Ninggu Pagoda.

The carriage was running on the snow, and as far as the eye could see, there was an endless snowfield. Pang Yi sat at the front of the carriage and drove the horse steadily.

Xiao An is not as comfortable as Pang Yi. Since they set off from Jilin on the first day of the new year, they have rested for one night and have been running around on the road the rest of the time. Every bone in Xiao An's body has been bruised. She was exhausted, cold and hungry. At this time, little An was sitting in the carriage wrapped in a quilt, her eyes red with grievance. How had she ever suffered such a crime? The person who turned out to be pretending to be sick is now afraid that he will really get sick. The delicate and elegant daughter of the capital now wants to kill the man who keeps driving around outside.

If she had known earlier, she would have simply found an opportunity to escape when she was in Jilin. Why would she have to suffer such a crime?

"Pop!"

Xiao An endured it for a long time, but finally couldn't bear it anymore and patted the carriage door vigorously with her hand.

"Madam, what's the matter?" Pang Yiwu said coldly as he continued driving.

"When can we stop and take a break?" Xiao An said angrily outside, "I haven't eaten for most of the day! I haven't drunk any water either!"

"There is dry food in the baggage," Pang Yi said without any ups and downs in his voice, still whipping the horse gently with a riding crop, "There is water in the kettle."

Xiao An stretched out a trembling hand from the quilt and brought over the bundle on the opposite side. It was too cold. She took in the cool air while shivering to untie the bundle. As soon as he saw the noodles inside, he was so angry that he said, "I don't want to eat this!"

"Then just go hungry." Pang Yi said lightly.

Pang Yi was very impatient with this delicate and clever lady from the capital. It was because she pretended to be sick that she delayed her trip for so long. Pang Yi really couldn't have any objections to her, so these days Pang Yi ignored Tian's dissatisfaction with Xiao An. He knew that a delicate and elegant lady like her was not suitable for traveling day and night, so he didn't take it to heart. Now the carriage finally entered Ning. In the ancient pagoda, he was naturally looking forward to arriving at Zhong Mingwei's place as soon as possible, so he had no intention of stopping to rest.