The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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"Sir," Meiya walked over and sat next to Gu Changlin, to pick up the medicine pestle in Gu Changlin's hand, "I will help you."

"I can do it myself," Gu Changlin shook his head, looking at Meiya sideways, with pain and helplessness in his eyes, he said nothing, turned his face again, continued to pound a few drugs, and then put down After turning to the medicine pestle, he turned his face again, and lowered his voice more beautifully, "Girl, hurry in."

Meiya didn't want to go in at all. She used to rely on the sweet places she didn't want to go out. Now she doesn't want to go in at all. Knowing that Zhong Mingwei is waiting for her inside, and knowing that Zhong Mingwei has been worried all day, But she just didn't want to go in, really didn't want to.

"Girl, obedient," Gu Changlin looked at Meiya's face, while lowering his voice. "Ming Wei is so anxious that he hasn't eaten all day. You don't want to go in. Do you want his life?"

When Meiya heard this, her nose could not help being sour, and she was no longer stubborn. She got up and walked to the bedroom, but just walked to the bedroom door. She paused again and she took a deep breath. , Trying to suppress the grievances and sadness in his heart, and then gently opened the door.

"Ah!" Gu Changlin looked at the closed door and couldn't help but sigh.

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"I'm back ..." As soon as Mi Yafu said, before he finished speaking, he noticed that there was something wrong in the room, and all the pieces of broken porcelain spread from this end to the end, even in front of himself. They lay a few pieces, Mei Ya stunned, and then looked sideways at the table. Sure enough, the stack of dishes that had been placed on it was gone. Looking at the man on the kang again, he was watching angrily. For herself, the fire in Meiya's heart couldn't be suppressed. She stepped forward two steps, staring at Zhong Mingwei, and shouting at the same time, "You are sick!"

The next second, those angry eyes were suddenly dark, like two lanterns that were blown out suddenly, Zhong Mingwei looked up at Mei Bu, his lips trembled, and the sound was unspeakable and unspeakable. Weird: "Yes, I am sick."

Mei Ya couldn't see him like this, even though there was grievance and resentment against him in her heart, but at this time, against this haggard and gray face, she couldn't fire anymore. She walked over and sat on the Kang Yaner Going up, I held Zhong Mingwei's hand: "I don't mean anything else, I just mean ..."

"You're right! I'm sick!" Zhong Mingwei cut off Meiya's words abruptly, and while shaking off Meiya's hand, his fingers trembled and pointed at his face. "I'm sick! I'm sick!" "

"You ... what's the matter with you?" Mei Ya was terrified. Zhong Mingwei had never had such a crazy and distorted expression. For a time, she couldn't say anything other than looking at the face sullenly. Words are coming.

"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me?" Zhong Mingwei was still upset and raised his hand to overturn the small table on the Kang. He didn't think it was enough. What's wrong? I'm sick! I'm sick! "

"Don't do this ..." Meiya's eyes were red with anxiety.

She did n’t know how she was stimulated by Zhong Mingwei, and she did n’t know how Zhong Mingwei suddenly changed herself today. She was really scared and wanted to hold Zhong Mingwei, but she was afraid, not only not, she stepped back I do n’t know if this action stimulated Zhong Mingwei again, and Zhong Mingwei kicked the quilt pillow all over the floor.

"Go! You go!" Zhong Mingwei glared at Meiya, scary eyes scary, there was no longer anything to lose on Kang, he just sat on Kang, gasping violently while staring at Mei Bud, "I'm sick anyway! You won't want me anyway!"

"Ming Wei!" Mei Ya's heart broke when she heard him, and she couldn't worry about it anymore. She quickly walked to Zhong Mingwei and hugged Zhong Mingwei, she held him tightly, His face touched his face, feeling the heat and trembling from him. When he spoke again, Mei Ya's voice was already crying, "Ming Wei, how come I don't want you? Ming Wei, I'm afraid of you Do n’t want me, Ming Wei, I ’m really afraid that you do n’t want me anymore ... "

The original mad eyes gradually cleared in the girl's sobbing, Zhong Mingwei's lips were trembling, and he wanted to say something, but if nothing was said, he just stretched out his hand and wrapped the beautiful bud tightly around his ear. A sob came, like a whip, and lashed him down, and he tightened the Meiya tighter: "Girl, I jerk, scared you, girl, it's me jerk, don't cry, Stop crying ... "