The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 94: I won’t tell you

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"Can you take a break? Stop wandering around all the time?" Zhong Mingwei reluctantly grabbed her hand and put it down. He took out the handkerchief from his arms and carefully wiped the sticky residue on her hands. Sweating, he whispered, "I'm not dizzy or have a fever."

"Oh," A Chou was completely relieved now, but looking at her hand held by Zhong Mingwei, A Chou's face suddenly turned red to the root of her neck. She shyly took out her hand and put her hands Carrying it on his back, he whispered, "Zhong Mingwei, you can finally get some sunshine, are you happy?"

"Happy," Zhong Mingwei nodded honestly, squinting to see the sun that had completely disappeared into the clouds. After a while, he let out a sigh of relief, "I haven't seen the sun for eight months."

"Eight months?" A Chou was startled, then lowered his voice and came over to ask, "When you were in the Zongren Mansion, they... how did they treat you? Did they also blindly lock you up? No. ...won’t you come out?"

Zhong Mingwei looked at her nervous face, suddenly pursed his lips and smiled. He reached out and rubbed A Chou's messy forehead, and said with a smile: "I won't tell you."

Achou looked at the fine eye lines that appeared in the corners of his eyes, and suddenly remembered those bright and charming peach blossom eyes in the past. Her nose suddenly became sour, and she lowered her head in a hurry. : "Then don't tell me, and don't tell me in the future."

Yes, don’t tell me. Don’t tell me how much suffering you have suffered and how many sins you have suffered.

You have no idea how distressed I am.

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Zhong Mingwei was sitting in the yard basking in the sun, and Achou took the sewing basket out to do embroidery work. At the same time, he moved a small low table and a small round stool from the kitchen, and she gave Zhong Mingwei some water. A large bowl of jasmine tea, and a large bowl of boiled water for myself. The table was too small, and the two large bowls of tea were already full. Then there was no place to put the sewing basket, and A Chou couldn't bear to put the needle and thread. The basket was placed on the ground, and when he was wondering whether to bring another stool out, he saw Zhong Mingwei reaching out and taking the sewing basket and placing it on his lap.

"Thank you!" A Chou smiled at him, then sat on the small round stool and embroidered flowers

Three of them have been embroidered, and what A Chou is currently embroidering is the mandarin ducks playing in the water. The mandarin ducks playing in the water are the most difficult to embroider among the four colors, so A Chou put them last.

Zhong Mingwei's eyes kept following A Chou's hand, and even though A Chou didn't raise his head, he could still feel Zhong Mingwei's gaze. He felt a little embarrassed, and a thin layer of sweat formed on his hands. , Ah Chou was so busy that he took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat for fear of staining the silk thread, and muttered to Zhong Mingwei: "Why do you always watch my embroidery?"

"Look at your embroidery skills." Zhong Mingwei said with a smile.

What Zhong Mingwei said is the truth. Ah Chou is really good at embroidery, especially with such a carefree and fiery temperament. It is really unexpected that she can endure her temper and embroider.

"Hey, I told you a long time ago that my embroidery skills are good at needlework. I am very clever and handy." A Chou felt a little proud. He picked up the needle again and continued to move up and down flexibly. While he was embroidering, he said to Zhong Mingwei, "When I finish embroidering what I have on hand, I will pull the cloth back and make clothes for you."

"What kind of clothes can you give me?" Zhong Mingwei frowned, "I can just wear what I have. Didn't you wash and dry all my clothes? Just find them and wear them."

"But some clothes have mold on them, and they can't be washed off no matter how hard they are washed," Ah Chou whispered, while looking at the moon-white silk outer dress on Zhong Mingwei. The material is good, but it's just at the collar. The stain of mildew really annoyed A Chou, "I'll make two more for you. It just so happens that the weather is getting cold, so it's time to put on more clothes."

"I don't need it. If I want to buy more clothes, I'll buy them for you." Zhong Mingwei looked at A Chou's washed white coat, feeling depressed and uncomfortable. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw her open-toed shoes again. He immediately became even more frustrated, "Buy two more pairs of shoes."