The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 29: It hurts

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“Can you feel the pain?” A Chou asked in a low voice, tapping his finger lightly on a bedsore.

“It hurts.” Zhong Mingwei buried his face in Qian Hong’s pillow and made a muffled sound.

“It hurts? Can you feel the pain?” A Chou was very surprised, and then he changed the place and clicked, “Where is this place?”

“It hurts.” Zhong Mingwei said again.

“What about here?” A Chou was so happy that he moved his fingers again, “What about here?”

“It hurts! It hurts!” Zhong Mingwei was a little helpless, “Stop poking, it really hurts.”

“Hey! It hurts so good! It hurts so good!” A Chou grinned, feeling embarrassed to poke it anymore, and then he went all the way down, took some ointment and applied it on his butt, even though it was sensitive But Ah Chou didn’t feel embarrassed at all. She was really happy. The more she applied it, the more enthusiastic she became. “My doctor said that this medicine is only effective if it hurts. When I bought it, I was still muttering in my heart, I’m afraid of you.” I can’t feel the pain, so I’m really worrying too much.”

Zhong Mingwei’s buttocks were being rubbed time and time again, and his face was a little unbearable. It wasn’t until the hands finally came to his legs that he breathed a sigh of relief: “Where did you buy the ointment?”

“In the market, there is only a medical clinic here, which is extremely expensive,” A Chou started chatting, and while applying ointment to him, he complained, “You don’t even know how high the prices are here in Wangjiatun. Ah, medicine is more expensive, but so is pork. Just buying a pig leg costs a penny. Don’t you think this is money grabbing? Food is also extremely expensive, costing thirty or forty penny at a time. The key point is The quality is not good, and there are no fruits with crooked melons and cracked dates. They are not as good as the wild vegetables I have spotted on the roadside. I will dig them up tomorrow and make steamed buns with shepherd’s purse and vermicelli. For you to eat, hehe, I even bought vermicelli specially. Fortunately, their vermicelli is not expensive and very good. Such vermicelli will not fall apart and is very delicious. Plus shepherd’s purse is mixed with it. Ah, hey, I’m not bragging, I can eat three big stuffed buns in one breath…”

Zhong Mingwei listened to her chirping like a talkative oriole. Although noisy, it was not annoying. Zhong Mingwei even heard every word. While listening to A Chou’s chirping, his mind But another face emerged.

He is already thirty-two years old, so naturally he refuses to live without being married, especially with his status. When he was eighteen years old, he married Ding, the legitimate daughter of Taifu Ding Yunwen, who was cultivated by a wealthy family. Naturally, there is nothing wrong with this woman, not to mention that Ding is very gentle and pleasant.

At that time, Mr. Ding was also eighteen years old and newly married. Even though they were not lovers, they still treated each other as if they were guests. However, as time went by, he felt more and more tired. This was the life he, the prince of the Eastern Palace, should have. But he didn’t have any regrets in his heart. What was he regretting? He didn’t know it at the time, and he didn’t need to know it, but now facing the chattering A Chou, he finally knew what he was regretting.

Ms. Ding is very sensible and never enters his study, or even the front yard. She spends her days drinking tea, arranging flowers, raising fish, and embroidering in the backyard. She can calmly read dozens of pages of “Female Virtue” Every time, whenever he took a second look at the maid, Ding would take the initiative to ask if she wanted to be brought into the room. When she said this, she was very respectful and sincere, without a trace of resentment or jealousy. Zhong Mingwei looked at the dignified and gentle Ding. Shi, it’s like looking at the Guanyin Empress in the Queen Mother’s Palace.