The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 88: Is embroidery interesting

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"Does your back still hurt?" A Chou moved his fingers upward, placed them on the place where Zhong Mingwei fell yesterday, and pressed lightly, "Does it still hurt here?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore. Didn't you give me a cold compress yesterday?" Zhong Mingwei said, moving his body slightly and hesitating a little, "Why don't you help me up again and try? I think today It should be better than yesterday."

"Okay..." Ah Chou responded, but suddenly his body froze and he stood there with eyes wide open. After a long time, he carefully sat down again and said to Zhong Mingwei with a red face, "Not today...I'll see you in a few days." Help you out of bed."

Zhong Mingwei looked at A Chou in surprise. Usually A Chou was the most active in helping him get out of bed, chirping him all day long to encourage him to get out of bed and go out to bask in the sun. Today was really abnormal.

"What's wrong?" Zhong Mingwei asked softly, "Are you okay?"

"No, it's okay, what can happen to me?" Ah Chou said haha, and happily said to Zhong Mingwei, "Grandma Chen has taken over the job for me. Hehe, I just came down the mountain and got the job. I brought it to my son. Grandma Chen was very kind. The work she gave me was not tiring and I made money. I could earn a penny by embroidering four embroidery pieces for others. This was much easier than making money in the palace. !"

"Really?" Zhong Mingwei looked at A Chou's excited face with complicated emotions.

"Yes, just wait, I'll bring it over and show it to you!" A Chou said and ran out, but she didn't run twice before she stopped again in a hurry and slowly moved out step by step.

Zhong Mingwei looked at her awkward walking posture and couldn't help but frowned. Who did this girl learn to walk in such a weird way? The heels of the two feet look like webbed feet, with the belly tucked in and the **** sticking out...

By the time Zhong Mingwei realized where his eyes were looking, A Chou had already walked out of his sight. Zhong Mingwei stared at the door for a while before suddenly turning his face.

Why is he staring at that girl like a slut?

For a moment, Zhong Mingwei's face looked like a dye shop, colorful and ugly.

……

"Look! Look! It's all here!" When Zhong Mingwei was still despising himself, A Chou had already come in happily holding the sewing basket, and placed the sewing basket beside the bed like a treasure. He introduced it to Zhong Mingwei in the same way, "Look at how good this cloth is. It is made of genuine silk. Miss Duan also wore silk before, and this thread is also a fine silk thread. Of course it is not as good as the one used in the palace, but it is also That’s pretty good. Look, this is an embroidery needle. You must have never seen it before, right?”

"I've seen it before." Zhong Mingwei looked at the silver embroidery needle in A Chou's hand and said slowly.

He has seen it before, and he has seen it many times. Ding loves embroidery the most, and never leaves his hand with the embroidery needle. He doesn't often go into the backyard, but every time he goes in, he will definitely see something either in the pavilion or in the garden. In the bedroom, or in the side hall, there must be a sewing basket with half of the embroidery pieces embroidered in it, and sometimes there will be such an embroidery needle.

"Is embroidery interesting?" Zhong Mingwei probably asked Ding shortly after the wedding.

"It's interesting," Mrs. Ding smiled lightly, holding an embroidery needle in her slender hand, and embroidering carefully stitch by stitch, "In the past, when my mother taught me embroidery, I was not happy and found it boring, but Mother said, if you find it boring now, you will find it interesting after you get married. Sure enough, mother is right, otherwise how can you spend your time?"

After hearing this, Zhong Mingwei walked away on the spot.

What does Ding mean? Is it because he always has no time to spend with her, so she can only do embroidery to relieve her loneliness?

He is the dignified prince of the East Palace, the future monarch of the Great Zhou Dynasty, how could he waste his time in the back palace?

He complained in his heart that Mrs. Ding was unworthy, and he never entered Mrs. Ding's room for several months. When he saw Mrs. Ding again, Mrs. Ding's low eyebrows made him feel more comfortable. It must have been from that time, Ding became extremely virtuous and kind-hearted. Whenever he glanced at any of the maids, she would be busy making arrangements to bring the maids into his room. She was a majestic and charming princess. Even the Queen Mother praised Ding as a rare virtuous person. .