The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 706: Hate will change people’s hearts

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Zhong Zhiling was so annoyed by his shouting that she immediately threw him away. He stood up, took the handkerchief from Meng Tan's hand and wiped the blood on his fingers, while looking coldly at the man lying at his feet. Xu Chengjin: "No matter how much you die, you have to be a fool, right?"

"Xu Chengjin, do you know why you were completely defeated?" Zhong Zhiling sat back in the imperial chair, took a sip of tea, and took a leisurely look at the man who was holding his face and still screaming in pain, "Because you don't understand the power of hatred. It completely changes my heart."

Hearing this, Xu Chengjin covered his face and said with difficulty: "You... what do you mean by this?"

"You have to ask yourself, Xu Chengjin, why do you dare to risk taking over those small tribes? Who told you that the emperor wanted to put the Xu family to death, so that you could attack first?" Zhong Zhiling? He spoke slowly, word by word, looking at Xu Chengjin's extremely difficult-to-see face with great interest, and pulled out a gentle arc on his lips, "Who promised you that one day you will hold the emperor hostage to order the princes?"

"This...this is impossible! You are talking nonsense!" Xu Chengjin roared angrily, using all the strength he could muster, he pointed at Zhong Zhiling with trembling fingers, "She...she is my daughter, this... This is absolutely impossible..."

"It's because you thought it was impossible that you ended up where you are today, and that's why the Xu family was defeated by you." Zhong Zhiling said slowly.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, and Xu Chengjin staggered and collapsed to the ground.

"Pull it down and chop it off." Zhong Zhiling looked at the mud-like man with disgust, got up and strode out.

……

The tenth day of September in the thirty-third year of Jiasheng

Double Ninth Festival.

Ninggu Pagoda.

Nanshan Villa.

"Zhong Mingwei, Grandma Chen ate the cakes I sent to Grandma Chen. Grandma Chen said that I made the best kidney bean cake, and I also think it tastes good." As soon as she entered the room, Meiya started chirping. The ground kept talking, "The kidney beans we grow at home are still delicious. All the ones we made today were sent to Grandma Chen. I will make some more for Mr. Gu tomorrow. He should like them too, they are soft and glutinous. The old man’s teeth are not good, so it’s not difficult to eat this..."

Today is the Double Ninth Festival. Meiya got up early in the morning and made several pastries by herself to send to Grandma Chen. Yesterday, she bought two jars of white pear blossoms for Gu Changlin.

"It's Grandma Chen and Mr. Gu again, can't you just worry about your men?" Zhong Mingwei was annoyed to death by Meiya's chirping. It wasn't that he was really annoyed by Meiya talking too much, but that she was chirping. For such a long time, they didn't even mention a word about him. A man who was already narrow-minded would inevitably become even more narrow-minded at this time.

"What are you worried about?" Mei Ya poured the tea, drank it all, walked to the desk, and said casually, "You have no worries about food and clothing, what do you have to worry about? Look, you are fine every day. Just looking for trouble."

"Humph!" Zhong Mingwei snorted loudly, turned around and sat towards the window, really not wanting to pay attention to Meiya at all.

"Look, this is his virtue! A man in his thirties has more things to do than a girl of sixteen or seventeen all day long." Meiya also looked down on Zhong Mingwei's behavior. , started scolding again, "Oh, that's not right! I'm only 16 or 17, and I don't complain about so many things like you all day long?"

"Mingwei, I have a stomachache, can you rub your belly for me?" At that moment, Zhong Mingwei pinched his throat and imitated Meiya's voice, "Mingwei, can you sing a little tune for me at the same time?" Are you rubbing your belly? Mingwei, is there any fat on my belly? Is my belly fatter?"

"Who talks like this! Dudu? When did I say Dudu?!" Meiya immediately turned red with anger, stepped forward and grabbed Zhong Mingwei's hand. He threw the book on the table with all his strength, clasping his waist with both hands and glaring at Zhong Mingwei, "You have made it clear to me. If you don't make it clear today, I will..."

Meiya couldn't speak any more, and Zhong Mingwei was also silent. They both looked at the book on the table with flowers and bottles.

In the end, Meiya spoke first: "You...why are you watching this again?"

"Prepare lessons," Zhong Mingwei said silently, looking at Meiya a little guiltily, "...don't I want to teach you how to read and write? If you don't prepare lessons well, what will happen?"

"Who...who wants to learn the words above?" Meiya's face turned red to her neck. She pointed at the book on the table while blushing, while glaring at Zhong Mingwei, "Not allowed in the future. Look again, you know?"

"But...but you bought this for me?" Zhong Mingwei was obviously unhappy, "I was embarrassed to read it at first, but you reminded me day by day to read more books."