The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 96: It must have hurt like hell

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When Zhong Mingwei went to untie the fourth knot, A Chou finally couldn't help it. She said uneasily and coyly: "No... no, you don't have to worry about it. I will comb it myself in a while..."

Zhong Mingwei ignored her, untied the knot, then took out the wooden comb that A Chou put in casually from the sewing basket, and combed A Chou's hair one by one. A Chou's hair was not too long. , just hanging from his knees to his ankles, Zhong Mingwei held a handful of hair in his hand and combed it smooth, then held another handful and combed it down and down.

He never thought that one day he would comb a woman's hair so patiently and gently. He really never thought about it. At most, he only thought about it occasionally. If he has a daughter in the future, he will definitely give her more money. A nanny and aunt is waiting for her. Her daughter's family is rich and has many things to do, so she can't be careless at all. Naturally, his daughter Zhong Mingwei deserves to be treated with great dignity.

It’s just that he doesn’t have a daughter, so this idea has no use. He just doesn’t want to think that today, in this simple little courtyard, all his patience and tenderness have been used on this girl. And he didn't find it so incredible. He felt extremely calm, as if that was how it should be.

"Does it hurt to comb like this?" While combing his hair, he asked the little girl who had her whole face buried in his lap and didn't dare to move.

"It doesn't hurt." The little girl said coyly, her voice trembling, and she couldn't tell whether she was more excited or excited.

"This is my first time combing someone's hair. It's neither light nor heavy. If it hurts, just say something and don't just endure it." Zhong Mingwei added.

"Well," the little girl's voice trembled even more. Zhong Mingwei thought that his strength was too strong, so he softened his strength. Then he listened to the little girl speak carefully again, "Zhong Mingwei, then... ...Have you really...really never combed anyone else's hair before?"

Zhong Mingwei pursed his lips: "Is this still false?"

"Really?" the little girl asked again, her voice less timid, but louder, with a smile that couldn't be suppressed at all.

"Why should I lie to you, a little girl?" Zhong Mingwei was a little helpless. The furry little head under his hands was arching and arching, which was not honest at all. Zhong Mingwei endured it for a long time and finally couldn't bear it anymore. He stretched out his hand and pinched it. The little girl's ruby-like ears said, "Don't laugh anymore, watch carefully and I'll beat you."

"Hey hey hey!" At this time, the little girl who was about to hold it in couldn't hold it back anymore and laughed out loud. She buried her face in the man's lap and laughed so hard that she could hardly breathe. Finally, she could only turn her face away, and her laughter became even louder, ringing like silver bells, lively and pleasant. Suddenly, she stopped laughing again. Not only did she stop laughing, her eyes also widened, obviously Nervous and scared.

The man's fingers stopped on her neck, gently rubbing along the dark red scar. A Chou's face suddenly froze, and his originally excited heart suddenly fell to the bottom.

"Did it hurt so much at that time?" Zhong Mingwei gently rubbed the dark red scar and said in a deep voice.

Of course Ah Chou knew what he was talking about, and his eyes suddenly turned red: "It hurts, it hurts so bad, I have to endure it during the day, and I still have to go out to work, and I have to work harder than before. It hurts at night." I couldn't sleep, I had to endure it, and I chewed up two pillows."

Yes, what should I do if I can’t bear it at that time?

She is a thorn in Concubine Zhao’s side. Is it possible that she still has to cry and remind others to teach her a lesson?

So, she had no choice but to endure it, but A Chou was used to it, didn’t being a servant always have to endure it?

But at this moment, in front of Zhong Mingwei, she couldn't bear it anymore. She felt extremely wronged, both for herself who was frightened in Yanxi Palace at that time, and for herself who had worked hard as a slave for so many years.

"I will find the best doctor to treat you from now on." Zhong Mingwei's throat was sore and the scar under his fingertips seemed to be on his body. "I will definitely cure it for you."