The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 1235: Will it

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"Girl, come and put on your skates." A big hand held her again and pulled her into the temporary tent set up next to the Taiye pool. Zhong Mingwei pushed Meiya into an armchair and then squatted down. He gave her slippers on the ground and looked at Meiya without saying anything for a long time. Zhong Mingwei raised his head and asked her, "What's wrong? What are you thinking about?"

"It's nothing," Meiya shook her head in a hurry, watching the man take out the familiar skates from the box, and then looking at the pink straps on them, she couldn't help but feel hot again, "When will you put these skates on?" A pair of skates? I didn’t even know."

"Didn't Pang Yi go back to Ninggu Pagoda last time? I specially asked him to bring them back," Zhong Mingwei smiled a little proudly, "It's better to make the skates for you with my own hands, with thick fur inside. It's warm, unlike the ice skates outside, which are hard and freezing."

"It's true," Meiya laughed along with him, smiling and then stopping. She put her white and tender hands on the man's shoulders. She said softly, "Zhong Mingwei, I thought that after becoming a queen, I couldn't No more skating."

"Why not? It's because I became a queen that I can be more unscrupulous," Zhong Mingwei looked up at her and said softly, "Girl, I don't want a well-behaved mother of a country, I want someone who loves to cry and laugh. A wife who loves to talk and make trouble, and can never stop humming a little tune." At this point, Zhong Mingwei stretched out his hand to hold Meiya's hand, and said seriously every word, "Girl, I believe I can make you have no inhibitions. , carefree ability and courage, okay?"

“You can’t stop humming a little tune?” Meiya’s face suddenly darkened, “Zhong Mingwei, do you think the little tune I hum is not good?”

The corner of Zhong Mingwei's mouth twitched: "...How about you hum a song for me now?"

"Humph!" Meiya didn't want to pay attention to him, so she stood up holding the chair, took off the obstructive cloak, and then walked out with a bang.

"Oh! Girl, wait for me!" Zhong Mingwei was so busy that he also put on his skates, but his movements were far less agile than Meiya's. Every step he took was trembling, and every step was startling, and his face turned pale with fear. He had changed. When he spoke again, his voice was trembling, "Ya, girl, wait for me..."

Meiya turned back and glared at him, then turned around and walked over, helping him get off the Taiye Pond together. Zhong Mingwei really couldn't skate, so he had to rely on Meiya's support when he got on the ice. Looking at his frightened face, he said calmly: "Is it good if I sing a little song?"

"It sounds wonderful! It sounds wonderful! It's just the sound of nature!" Zhong Mingwei dared not say anything else. While holding onto Meiya's hand, he said pitifully, "I'm telling the truth! It's all the truth!" ”

"Are you particularly afraid that I will push you away?" Meiya looked at his virtuous behavior and blinked slyly, "And then you, the emperor, will be thrown into the dirt?"

The corner of Zhong Mingwei's mouth twitched: "...it's better not to."

"Humph, it's good to be afraid." Meiya was a little proud, pulling Zhong Mingwei and sliding him slowly. She looked at the radiant aperture and felt in a trance, feeling as if she had returned to the beginning. See, the fireworks at that time were so dazzling, and the noble prince under the fireworks was even more difficult to take away...

"I know you like fireworks, but after all, this is the first New Year's Eve after the death of the late emperor, and it is not appropriate to set off fireworks in the palace." Zhong Mingwei also followed Mei Ya's gaze and looked at the lamps beside Taiye Pool, and paused. , then turned his gaze to the girl's silent and soft profile, and couldn't help but ask, "Girl, do you like me as I was when we first met, or as I am now?"

As soon as these words came out of his mouth, Zhong Mingwei felt disgusted with himself. You are a man in his late forties, why are you so pretentious? But he had always been curious about this question. He wanted to know, if Meiya hadn't fallen in love with him at first sight from the beginning, would Meiya... would she have fallen in love with such a poor guy like him? paralytic.