The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 944: Hao Dongqing

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"Yes, I have also seen people gambling in Ninggu Pagoda. They are so jealous that they don't want their wives and children. I'm afraid gambling will be even more scary in the capital. I'm afraid there are only things we can't think of, but there are no gamblers. It can't be done," Meiya nodded, but said hesitantly, "But Mingwei, do you think Ma Zhiming looks like a gambler? No matter how I look at him, he doesn't look like it."

"You can't tell by appearance, who knows?" Zhong Mingwei sighed and said, "Let's wait until Kong Wenmin comes and asks."

"Well, that's the only way," Meiya nodded, and while leaning on Zhong Mingwei's shoulder, she whispered, "Mingwei, if you don't wait until the fourth prince's case is settled, let Pang Yi return to Ninggu. Let's go to the tower, right? It's already mid-June, and Sister An is going to give birth to a baby in less than three months, so we have to let Pang Yi go back early."

"Well, I think so too," Zhong Mingwei nodded, "Now that all the brothers from southern Xinjiang have moved into the house, the burden on Pang Yi's shoulders has naturally become lighter, and he can just go back to accompany him. An's."

"I don't know what's wrong with me lately. My right eyelid keeps twitching, and I always feel like there's something bad going on." Meiya sighed softly, "Now I'm worried about you and Sister An, but I'm with you and watching you every day, so there's nothing to worry about. I'm just worried that Sister An is so worried, and I always feel that I'm particularly sorry for Sister An by letting Pang Yi stay in the capital."

"I know, let Pang Yi go back in a few days," Zhong Mingwei lowered his head and kissed Mei Ya's messy forehead, and said softly, "Are you sleepy? How about we go back to the room to rest. ?"

"Well, I was very sleepy to begin with, and you caught me as a laborer." Zhong Mingwei didn't say it was okay. As soon as he said this, Mei Ya yawned and became a ball of cotton, wrapping her hands around the man's arms. Neck, he said vaguely, "Go back to sleep quickly, I still want to go to bed early and get up early to grow taller."

"No need, my body is fine as it is now," the man's eyes wandered back and forth towards Meiya, and finally stopped at the small piece of pink lace that was exposed at the side of Meiya's lapel. When he spoke again, his voice was hoarse, "How about...my husband will check your physical development now?"

"Zhong Mingwei, if you can get some face, it will be snowing this June!" The next second, Meiya suddenly opened her eyes and attacked the man with her hands and feet.

……

"Ouch! Madam, I...I was wrong! Wrong!"

"It hurts! Madam, please spare me this time! I don't dare to do it anymore! I really don't dare anymore!"

"Help, help! Hahaha! Girl, no... you can't scratch there, you really can't! Haha!"

……

Front yard.

The brothers from southern Xinjiang who had just arrived rushed out of the room immediately. One by one, those holding swords took swords, those holding steel knives held steel knives, and those who flew over the walls rushed to the backyard...

"It's okay, go back and continue to sleep in your bed." Pang Yi yawned and blocked in front of the Moon Gate, waving his hands to a group of nervous southern Xinjiang brothers, indicating that it was okay.

"But I am clearly calling for help!" Hao Dongqing, the leader, looked at Pang Yi nervously and puzzled. The cry for help in the backyard continued, and he became even more nervous. Before leaving, Chi Chongyuan He repeatedly ordered that the first duty of the southern Xinjiang army was to protect Prince An and his wife to the death. In this situation, he could not help but be nervous.

"Boy, how old are you this year?" Pang Yi looked Hao Dongqing up and down with a look of disgust on his face, shaking his legs and asked, "You haven't married a wife yet, have you?"

Hao Dongqing's face suddenly turned red: "Replying to General Pang, my subordinates are only eighteen and have not yet married anyone."