The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 82: Afraid and distressed

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Zhong Mingwei looked at Ah Chou's childish face and listened to her chattering about how she wanted to get jobs. His heart was about to collapse. He had to hold back to prevent himself from shouting. After a long time, he finally After regaining his composure, he asked in a deep voice: "Why do you still know how to embroider?"

"Aunt Xiang taught me this," Zhong Mingwei kept talking while lying face down. A Chou didn't notice anything was wrong with him, so he rubbed his waist while continuing to ramble, " Aunt Xiang used to be an embroiderer in the needlework bureau. She has been doing this for more than ten years. I heard that Auntie Xiang’s craftsmanship in the needlework bureau was one of the best. She even embroidered the palace clothes of the Queen Mother and Concubine Zhao with her own hands. I have done too much embroidery, and then my eyesight got dizzy and I couldn't embroider anymore, so I came to our Huanyi Bureau. She had nothing to do, and she would teach me how to embroider from time to time. Hey, I'm not good at it, my embroidery skills are still good. She's really no worse than the embroiderer in the Needlework Bureau. It was Grandma Xiang who stopped me in the beginning, otherwise I would have entered the Needlework Bureau. I heard that the monthly salary there is quite high, only three or four dollars. I heard that I’m too tired from the needlework bureau. I stay up all day long and my eyes won’t be able to stand it for a long time..."

"Stop, stop talking." Zhong Mingwei couldn't listen anymore. He gritted his teeth and the veins on his forehead popped out.

"What's wrong?" A Chou was so busy that he stopped talking, carefully leaned down and looked at Zhong Mingwei's closed eyes, a little surprised, "Are you sleepy?"

"Well, I want to sleep for a while." Zhong Mingwei said.

"Okay, you go get some sleep first. It happens to be that the sun is strong outside right now, so you will definitely be exposed to the sun when you go out," A Chou said, standing up and taking off the few handkerchiefs, then covered Zhong Mingwei with a blanket, and she gently She got out of bed gently and tucked the blanket over him, "You go to sleep first, I'm going out."

Zhong Mingwei said "hmm", his voice was very vague, as if he was about to fall asleep.

"Falling asleep so soon?" A Chou said to himself, carrying the water basin out, and then came in again, placing a bowl of brewed jasmine tea in front of the bed, Zhong Mingwei raised it Wherever your hands can reach it.

Zhong Mingwei smelled the faint fragrance of jasmine in the air, and suddenly exhaled a big breath, as if he wanted to exhale the stuffy air accumulated in his chest, but where could he really exhale it? His heart was still heavy, and when the vague sound of washing clothes came from outside, he closed his eyes in annoyance again.

……

"Come, put your arms around me," A Chou held Zhong Mingwei's waist with both hands, trying hard to make him stand up, and finally maintained his balance. A Chou tied their waists with the rope prepared in advance. Together, "Come, hold me."

Zhong Mingwei couldn't exert any strength on his legs at all. He held A Chou's shoulders with one hand and supported the wall with the other. Because his lower body was not working hard, his arms were extra strong, and A Chou's shoulders It felt like he was going to crush him. A Chou felt the pain, but he could hold it back. He was afraid that Zhong Mingwei would fall, so he still held his waist tightly with both hands.

"If your feet really can't work, don't force it. We can hold on to the wall today," A Chou gasped while comforting Zhong Mingwei, "My feet will be very stable, no matter what. It will make you fall, so don’t worry, just hold on to the wall..."

"Who is worried about falling down?!" Zhong Mingwei simply couldn't bear it. He looked at the beads of sweat on A Chou's head and face, and listened to A Chou's constant chatter, which made him feel very upset.

It’s not annoying, it’s anxious, it’s distressing.

Ah Chou was stunned by his sudden yelling. It took him a while to come back to his senses and whispered: "Don't worry, I won't throw you or me."

Zhong Mingwei didn't speak anymore. He raised his head high and tightened his lips. After a while, he took a few breaths, then put his arms around A Chou's shoulders: "Come again."

"Okay," Ah Chou was so busy that he hugged Zhong Mingwei's waist again, as if he was afraid that he would be discouraged again, "Don't rush to practice your legs and feet now. You try to use your waist to exert strength."