The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 28: Jade pendant

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Zhong Mingwei felt that he had changed, becoming timid and useless. He used to be the most indifferent and hard-hearted person, but now because of these trivial noises, his heart would become extremely soft, and because of this half-day He felt lonely, felt empty in his heart, and even felt uneasy and scared. He felt that he had become another person, a person who even felt strange to himself.

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"I know!"

The door opened.

Zhong Mingwei swallowed hard, then turned his face to the other side. The blurry window paper was torn open by the wind. He followed the crack and watched A Chou carrying almost A bamboo basket bigger than hers came in. She must have deliberately walked softly, slowly, with her waist bent, and moved into the woodshed step by step. Then after a while, the girl was carrying something again and stepped forward. Taking a step towards him, Zhong Mingwei turned his face away in a hurry.

Zhong Mingwei listened to the footsteps approaching gradually, and then stopped beside the bed. What she was carrying should be ointment. At this time, the room was filled with a faint smell of herbs, which was a bit cool and pleasant.

"Still awake?" Achou murmured in a low voice and put the ointment on the bedside. She climbed onto the bed lightly, and then watched Zhong Mingwei turn around with squinted eyes, as if he had just woken up. , A Chou was overjoyed, "Are you awake?"

"Well," Zhong Mingwei said calmly, his eyes slid across A Chou's sweaty forehead, and then fell on a white jade Guanyin pendant taken out of A Chou's collar. The quality of the pendant was good, it should be an ancient jade. Even Zhong Mingwei, who was used to seeing rare treasures, couldn't help but take a second look, "This pendant is quite beautiful."

"Really? I think it looks good too. It was left to me by my mother." A Chou felt a little proud. He took the pendant and looked at it, wiped the sweat stains on his head with his sleeves, and then stuffed it back into the pendant. In the collar, "This is my most precious thing."

"Your mother...left it for you?" Zhong Mingwei was a little surprised. A Chou had said that he was a sin slave, but the material of this pendant was obviously good. How could such a good thing be found in a wealthy family.

"I'm not a born slave," A Chou obviously understood what Zhong Mingwei meant. He rolled his eyes at Zhong Mingwei, took the ointment and stirred it, and said to Zhong Mingwei, "My father was originally an official. Things went bad and my family fell into ruin. My parents were both dead. I managed to save my life because of my young age, but I became a sin slave and was sent to the Clothing Bureau."

"Who is your father...?" Zhong Mingwei asked again, thinking that he might still know A Chou's life experience.

"I don't know, I don't even know my last name. When I entered the palace as a maid, I was only four years old and I don't remember anything at all," A Chou said, lifting the quilt from Zhong Mingwei's body. I dug some ointment and put it on his back, applying it on him gently, "I asked the doctor, and they said that as long as you keep applying the ointment, your bedsore will be cured in a short time, but it may be a little painful. You Just bear with it!"

It did hurt. Zhong Mingwei gritted his teeth and endured it. Naturally, he had no intention of asking who A Chou's parents were. The cold ointment became extremely hot under the rubbing of the small hands, and it spread from his shoulders to his lower back. The fire brought pain, but he didn't feel uncomfortable. He even liked the pain in a twisted way. At least it could prove that his skin and flesh still existed. This body was not a dead wood yet. He was grateful and enjoyed the pain A Chou brought him.