The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Chapter 294: Bring them along together

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"No need." Zhong Mingwei looked sideways at the black cotton trousers. In fact, he missed Ah Chou so much that he couldn't stand it. Especially at this time, but he didn't dare to see Ah Chou, with his current body. How can I meet Ah Chou? Make Ah Chou cry? That girl's typhoid fever may not be cured, if it is because she is worried about him. The condition worsened again. So what to do? So, forget it.

"Then we can't let you stay at home alone?" Pang Yi asked anxiously, but suddenly fell silent. As if he suddenly remembered something, his lips trembled a few times for a long while. He opened his mouth with difficulty. "Your Highness, An Shi also came to Ninggu Pagoda with his subordinates this time, and now she lives in an inn on the street. Or else, will your subordinates take her over to take care of you tomorrow?"

"An's?" Zhong Mingwei didn't seem to hear clearly. He didn't seem to remember it, and he was still looking sideways at the pair of black cotton trousers. "What Anshi?"

"It's your former side concubine, the youngest daughter of An Zishang, Minister of Rites. Xiao An," Pang Yi explained in a low voice, "Xiao An heard that you were ill. So I begged the Queen Mother to allow her to come to Ninggu Pagoda to take care of you, Queen Mother I agreed, so this time, Xiao An came down to Ninggu Pagoda with his subordinates, and the subordinates were afraid that it would be too abrupt, so they first found an inn to let her stay."

"Nonsense! What is she here for?" Zhong Mingwei finally remembered who Xiao An was, and immediately frowned, "Hurry up and let her go back to the capital to live her own life. I am fine and don't need her to take care of me."

Pang Yi looked at Zhong Mingwei's undisguised irritability, and felt a little inexplicably relaxed, but he was even more anxious: "But Your Highness, you can't be alone at home. Langzhong Lu also said, it's best for you not to go to the ground now. There can be no one at home!"

"Go and ask Mr. Chen, if it's not convenient to ask him, he will come up to the mountain every day." After a pause, Zhong Mingwei said.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Chen is here. Mr. Chen is very close, and he is quite knowledgeable in medicine. It is most suitable to come up to take care of His Highness," Pang Yi said hurriedly, getting up and saying, "Then my subordinate will go down the mountain immediately." Talk to Mr. Chen about it."

"Did you buy donkey-hide gelatin and bird's nest?" Zhong Mingwei asked suddenly.

"Oh, I bought it. This subordinate will send it to Madam." Pang Yi hurriedly said.

"Wait," Zhong Mingwei sat up while speaking, and brought a folded quilt from the end of the kang. While shaking the quilt, he folded the cotton trousers beside him and put him on it again. The big pillow that I usually slept on was also put in, and I tied the four corners of the quilt, and handed it to Pang Yi, "Take this together."

This girl chooses a bed. I'm afraid she won't be able to sleep well these days. When Zhong Mingwei thinks of the little girl curled up like a big shrimp, his heart aches to death. Be better.

Pang Yi watched Zhong Mingwei do these things, and he was speechless from beginning to end. He was really shocked, not only because of Zhong Mingwei's unabashed love for Duan's daughter, but also because of Zhong Mingwei's folding clothes. This way, from now on, the crown prince, who is so honored and honored now, is now like an ordinary farmer, calmly folding clothes for his wife.

"And this," Zhong Mingwei took off the pendant from his neck, put it in Pang Yi's hand, and said, "Let her recuperate well, don't think about anything, I'm fine."

"Yes, my subordinate obeys." Pang Yi looked at the circle-shaped pendant made of the most common black stone in his hand and said in a deep voice, while carefully stuffing the cheap pendant into his front, and then carried the burden out.

Jixian Bookstore.

When Pang Yi came to Jixian Bookstore, it was already dark. He entered the fenced courtyard, climbed the steps, and raised his hand to knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Chen Qingxuan rubbed his dizzy temples, frowned and went to open the door.

Today, I went to the magistrate's yamen for a banquet. The magistrate was entertaining a group of students, so I didn't intend to drink at first, but since that Kong Wenmin came in with the wine, the situation changed a lot. The lord made a toast, but in the end Chen Qingxuan was made to drink a full twelve cups of wine, almost causing Chen Qingxuan, who never drank alcohol, to fall down on the wine table. As soon as Chen Qingxuan came back, he fell into bed and slept for a full two hours. It was only at this time that he got up, still dizzy, and at this time he went to open the door, while yelling at Kong Wenmin in his heart who was always smiling.