The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Chapter 211: Angry again

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Many nights in the dead of night, he would think about what he was doing all his life, whether it was worth it to spend all his joy and even his conscience to win that supreme position. But what's the point of it being worth it? He had no choice but to grit his teeth and go to the end of this bloody road.

It was only later that he felt worthless for himself. On a cold winter night in Ningguta, he was paralyzed on the hard plank bed. His eyes were fixed on the spider webs ticking down from the beams. He thought about death countless times, but felt unwilling to do so countless times.

Why not

Unwilling to die in such a humiliating manner, and even more unwilling to live a worthless life of his own.

later. That girl came, and the timid girl's dark eyes held up the sky above his head so forcefully.

So, his unwillingness became reconciled. He's not worth it. It's also worth it.

"I'm worth it too." Ah Chou said softly.

In the chaos of broken jade, two people who were weeping silently hugged each other tightly.

The eighth day of December in the thirty-second year of Jiasheng

Ning Guta.

Ah Chou woke up earlier than usual. It was still dark. Zhong Mingwei was still asleep. One hand was resting on her neck, and the other was around her waist. Before going to bed last night, Ah Chou was forced by Zhong Mingwei to drink a large bowl of brown sugar and ginger tea. At this time, Ah Chou was holding back a bit, and he should get up, but Ah Chou couldn't bear to get up. Being held in Zhong Mingwei's arms like this was so comfortable, Ah Chou felt that every strand of his hair was full of comfort.

In fact, at the beginning, Ah Chou was not used to sleeping on someone's arm, her neck would always be sore, and Zhong Mingwei's arm would feel numb from time to time. She complained to Zhong Mingwei that she didn't sleep on a pillow that night. Zhong Mingwei slept on his arm, and the two slept separately, but when he woke up the next morning, Ah Chou found that he was pillowing on the man's arm, and Ah Chou rubbed his sore neck, wondering for a long time if it was him Taking the initiative... throwing himself into the arms

Left and right couldn't figure it out, so they simply didn't think about it, but at night when he was sleeping, Ah Chou grabbed Zhong Mingwei's arm and put it under his head, and Zhong Mingwei immediately wrapped his arms around her waist, laughing silently behind him for a while.

Now that time has passed, both of them are used to it, and Ah Chou doesn't feel her neck is sore anymore, and now she can't fall asleep without resting on the man's arm.

"Are you awake?" Ah Chou was holding Zhong Mingwei's hand and gently squeezed it, when the man grabbed his hand, and a man's hoarse voice came from behind him, "Why did you wake up so early?"

"Who told you to let people drink brown sugar and ginger tea last night?" Ah Chou muttered and complained to Zhong Mingwei, turning over to face Zhong Mingwei, "It's still such a big bowl, you are holding back to prevent people from drinking it properly sleep."

"Aren't you afraid that your stomach will hurt again?" Zhong Mingwei said with a smile, while reaching out to rub Ah Chou's flat belly, he kissed A Chou's cheek, "Are you here?"

"Not yet," Ah Chou said coyly, while reaching out to pat Zhong Mingwei's hand, he complained in a low voice, "Stop rubbing, I couldn't hold it back, and you still rubbing..."

"Why is it so late again?" Zhong Mingwei frowned, with a look of worry on his face.

Ah Chou's days are never fixed, he is always late, Ah Chou doesn't think much about it, but Zhong Mingwei is always worried.

"It's okay, it's not a big deal," Ah Chou couldn't quite understand Zhong Mingwei's worry. Facing Zhong Mingwei's frowning, A Chou was more ashamed, "You said you are a big man, why do you always Remember this thing?"

Zhong Mingwei didn't feel embarrassed, and immediately asked Ah Chou with a sullen face: "Did you buy all the donkey-hide gelatin and bird's nest that I asked you to buy last time?"

"This, this..." Ah Chou stuttered immediately, avoiding Zhong Mingwei's gaze, and whispered, "No, no, I can't buy it in the medical center."

"Really?" Zhong Mingwei's face became even more serious, "Ejiao, which only sells for a hundred yuan for half a catty, is not sold in this place?"

"What half a catty only sells for a hundred yuan?! You really don't know how expensive rice is!" Ah Chou suddenly widened his eyes and gestured with his fingers, "One tael of donkey-hide gelatin costs two yuan! Bird's nest is more expensive! Then A small piece is worth a penny! Isn’t this an obvious robbery?!”

"Didn't it mean that there was no sale?" Zhong Mingwei said coldly.

"Ah?" A Chou suddenly covered his mouth, and looked at Zhong Mingwei with embarrassment, "I... I just heard people say..."

Zhong Mingwei ignored her as well, looked at Ah Chou with a dark face, and then turned around suddenly.