The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 22: Five taels of silver

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Zhong Mingwei nodded: "Okay."

A Chou put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands and did not rush to blow out the candles. Instead, he went to tuck the quilt for Zhong Mingwei first. He knew that Zhong Mingwei would not turn over at night, but A Chou still tucked the corners of the quilt uneasily. Seriously, even though it’s May, the nights in Ninggu Pagoda are still cold.

After tucking in the quilt, A Chou blew out the candle and went out with the dishes and chopsticks.

Zhong Mingwei was lying on the bed, with a rare dry and comfortable feeling under him. He was covered with a soft and fluffy quilt. His face was no longer a greasy and smelly pillow, but a soft crimson pillow, with A hint of osmanthus.

It’s been a long time since I had such a comfortable night, but Zhong Mingwei didn’t feel sleepy at all. The words A Chou asked him were running through his mind——

"Then what does home mean to you?"

He couldn't figure it out, he had no answer.

No one told him what home was when he was a child. His mother died young, and the Queen Mother loved him. However, the Queen Mother never saw anyone when she was worshiping Buddha. She could only see him less than a few times a year. His father was very busy, and sometimes he would not see anyone for several months. He didn't have time to see him. Whenever he saw his father, he would definitely respond to his father's inquiries with trepidation. He wouldn't even dare to speak loudly, let alone such gentle and childish words.

However, Taifu told him that for the emperor, the world is home.

He understood what the Master said, so he has followed the Master's teachings all these years.

But today, he had no idea about the problem that girl mentioned so lightly.

……

After a tiring day, Achou finally lay down. The firewood under her body was not very flat, but she was too tired and didn’t bother to check. She turned around and stared at the dark wall in a daze, her body She was extremely tired, but her brain was excited.

Tomorrow, she will get up earlier. She will clean up the house, take out the table in the side room, rinse it and move it into the kitchen so that she can make noodles for Zhong Mingwei. , she also wants to pull out the grass in the yard as soon as possible and see if she can find some seeds to plant some vegetables or something. It's not a problem to eat pickles like this all the time. She can bear it, but Zhong Mingwei can't. , his body is already weak, and he also has bedsores, so he needs to be replenished...

By the way, what should I do about the bedsores on his body?

Well, I have time to go out and invite a doctor for him... Forget it, I'm afraid he doesn't want to see the doctor, so just go buy him ointment and come back. But where to buy it? She only has five taels on her. The money was all the salary she had saved as a slave in Yuqing Palace over the years. She had to save some money for these five taels of silver, buy more ointments for Zhong Mingwei to save, and buy a few sheets to change and wash, and Zhong Mingwei can't always leave Zhong Mingwei naked for a comfortable middle coat or something. He has to buy some meat, or else he should stock up on some rice and noodles?

……

While figuring out how to use the five taels of silver, A Chou finally fell into a deep sleep.

The next day.

As expected, Ah Chou got up early. This time she did not rush to light a fire to make food. Instead, she boiled hot water first, then gently carried the mixed hot water into the dormitory. Last night she She almost forgot to change the order for Zhong Mingwei. At that time, she repeatedly warned herself that she must not forget it again in the future. As long as she was here, she would not let Zhong Mingwei suffer that kind of pain again.

Furthermore, Zhong Mingwei was so face-saving that Ah Chou felt that he would change orders for him while he was sleeping in the future. Otherwise, he would feel uncomfortable again.