The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl - Chapter 424

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“Girl, come here,” Zhong Mingwei cut off Mei Ya’s words, and met Mei Ya’s wry eyes, “Help me up, I will give my father a head.”

“Okay …” Meiya said nothing more, and now stood up to support Zhong Mingwei, moved a little to the table, and Meiya took Zhong Mingwei’s arm from the front, and helped him kneel down, and then Meiya also kneeled Beside him, the cold muddy water soaked Meiya’s velvet pants. Meiya looked at the piece of dirty snow in front of her. Somehow, her nose suddenly became sour, and then she held her cold hand with a big hand. , Meiya sucked her nose hard, and then whispered to the humble supply table, “Father and mother, this is Ming Wei, this is my man, it’s very nice to me …”

Meiya couldn’t talk anymore, she could not stop crying, but the teardrops couldn’t stop at all, she fell into the dirty snow, and her thin body twitched badly. She wasn’t actually sad either. Father and mother, she has no memory, and never thought about what kind of days she would live if her father and mother were still alive, and she would not even fantasize about the screwdriver. She is more pragmatic than anyone else who knows what to do when she is illusory, so she used to wash her clothes best in the Huanyi Bureau. Later in Yanxi Palace, she started earlier than anyone else. , She knew what was most important to her.

As for the father and mother, she might have expected it when she was a child, but when she grew up, she gradually faded out of her life. She never felt that the father and mother had any meaning for themselves, yeah, her life, father The mother did not participate in it. All of her depended on her own hands. The father and mother were strange and distant to her.

But today, she still can’t help crying, she is so happy now, she and Zhong Mingwei’s days are sweeter than honey, she is so eager to share this sweetness and happiness with others, and then she found out She missed her father and mother who had never met so much. She wanted to let them know that they had a good life. Thank you for thanking them for giving her life. This was the marriage between her and Zhong Mingwei.

She really misses them.

“Father and mother, I’m Mingwei,” Zhong Mingwei said while throwing paper money into the brazier, while saying solemnly, “You are spirited, and watching how I treat Meiya in this life,” Speaking of which, He reached out and stopped the beautiful bud that was sobbing, and said softly, “Come, girl, let’s kowtow to my father and mother.”

The two knocked three heads together at the shabby offering table. Zhong Mingwei took the veil and handed it to Meiya, but Meiya didn’t pick it up, but instead knocked three times. When Zhong Mingwei was wondering, he listened to Mei. Bu whispered: “Miss Duan, I’m sorry.”

Yeah, she is really sorry for Miss Duan, who bears the name of others, accounts for the men of others, and lives a good life that did not belong to her.

Zhong Mingwei looked at Meiya’s forehead stained with dirty snow, and threw a few more paper money into the brazier.

Duan Rulan, thank you.

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Jiasheng 33rd April 8th

Ninggu Tower.

When Pang Yi and Gu Changlin hurried back, the sky was already dark, Zhong Mingwei and Meiya had fallen asleep. Hearing the movement outside, Meiya was too busy to look through the window, watching the torch flash outside, and then passed There was a “bang” knock on the door.

“It should be Pang Yi that they are back,” Meiya lit the Kang head’s candle, while wearing the clothes and Kang, watching Zhong Mingwei also going down, Meiya was too busy to stop, “Don’t go out, The outside is cold, and the ground is slippery again. I’ll just check it out. If there’s anything else, I’ll talk about it again. “

“OK,” Zhong Mingwei nodded, took the lampshade over the candlestick, and handed it to Meiya, saying, “You too, go back quickly, don’t freeze.”

“Okay.” Mei Ya was busy with a candlestick and went out.

“Who is it?” Meiya asked while looking outward.

“Mrs. Qixuan, we are back.” Pang Yi’s voice came from outside.

“It’s really you!” Mi Ya was overjoyed, trotting to the gate in three steps and two steps, opened the latch, and suddenly the cold wind poured in. Mi Ya was busy with the cotton robe on his body, and opened the gate. Now, facing the outside humane, “Go forward, don’t freeze.”