The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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Zhong Zhiling couldn't be bothered by his screams. He threw him away at the moment and stood up to take the blood from his fingers from Meng Tan's hand and wiped the blood on his fingers. He looked at Xu Chengjin paralyzed at his feet with cold eyes: " No matter how **** it is, you have to be a foolish ghost? "

"Xu Chengjin, do you know why you are defeated?" Zhong Zhiling sat back in the Taishi chair, sipped his tea, and looked at the man who was holding his face and screaming, "Because you don't understand how hatred will make people feel Completely changed my heart. "

Xu Chengjin heard the words, covering her face with painstakingly said: "You ... what do you mean?"

"This is about to ask yourself, Xu Chengjin, why do you dare to take advantage of those small tribes? Who told you that the emperor wanted the Xu family to die and let you start with it first?" Zhong Zhiling said one by one The words said slowly, he looked at Xu Chengjin's extremely ugly face with an amusement, and his lips pulled out a gentle arc. "Who promised you that you will be able to hold the Son in order to order the princes?"

"This ... it's impossible! You bullshit!" Xu Chengjin roared with impatience, exhausting all the strength that could be mobilized all over his body, his fingers trembling and pointed at Zhong Zhiling, "She ... she is my daughter, this, this is absolutely not may……"

"It is because you think it is impossible, so you have the end of today and today, so the Xu family will lose to your hand." Zhong Zhiling said slowly.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spewed out, and Xu Chengjin collapsed to the ground.

"Pull it down and cut it." Zhong Zhiling looked at the muddy man in disgust, and got up and strode out.

...

Jiasheng thirty-three years of tenth of September

Double Ninth Festival.

Ninggu Tower.

Nanshan Bieyuan.

"Zhong Mingwei, the cake I sent to Grandma Chen. Grandma Chen had a lovely meal. Grandma Chen said that I made the best kidney bean cake, and I also felt that it tasted good." As soon as he entered the room, Meiya began to chatter. Mouth, "Still, the kidney beans grown in our own family are delicious. Today, all of them are delivered to Grandma Chen. I will make a little more Mr. Gu in Mingming, he should also like to eat, soft and sweet, the mouth of the elderly. No, it ’s not hard to eat this ... "

Today is Chongyang. Meiya got up early in the morning and made a few cakes for her to deliver to Grandma Chen. Yesterday, she bought two jars of pear blossoms for Gu Changlin.

"It's Grandma Chen and Mr. Gu, you can't worry about your man?" Zhong Mingwei was terribly annoyed by Meiya. He didn't really bother with Meiya, but she was so big. For a long time, he didn't even mention a word of him, a man who had a narrow-minded eye, and at this time his mind was inevitably narrower.

"Worry about you?" Meiya poured tea and sipped it, while walking to the desk, she said casually, "You don't have to worry about eating and dressing, what's to worry about? You see that you are fine every day. of."

"Humph!" Zhong Mingwei snorted loudly, and turned to sit towards the window, really didn't want to ignore Meiya at all.

"Look, look at this virtue! Thirty elders are more than a sixteen or seventy-year-old girl," Meiya couldn't ignore Zhong Mingwei's school, and started again The count fell, "Oh, it's wrong! I'm sixteen or seven, and I don't have so much hum and chirp like you do?"

"Ming Wei, my stomach hurts. Would you rub my small stomach?" Zhong Mingwei was holding her throat and learning the voice of Meiya. "Ming Wei, you can rub my belly while singing a little song Ming Wei, is there any flesh on my belly, is my belly fat ... "

"Who talked like this! Return to my belly? When did I say that?" Meiya was flushed with rage, and stepped forward in three steps, snatching the book in Zhong Mingwei's hand, Struggling **** the table, staring at Zhong Mingwei with both hands pinched at the waist, "You made me clear, if you don't make it clear today, I will ..."

Meiya couldn't tell, and Zhong Mingwei was silent. Both of them looked silently at the book with flowers and bottles on the table.

In the end, Meiya opened the mouth first: "You ... why do you look at this again?"

"Preparing a lesson," Zhong Mingwei said silently, looking at Meiya a little guilty, "... Isn't it to teach you how to read and write? Where can you not prepare a lesson?"

"Who ... who wants to learn the words above?" Mei Ya's face flushed to the base of her neck, and she pointed at the book on the table with a red face, while staring at Zhong Mingwei. "No more reading in the future." ,do you know?"

"But ... but you bought it for me?" Zhong Mingwei was obviously not very happy. "I was embarrassed to read it at the beginning. It wasn't you reminding me every day that I should read more books."