The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

97. Not A Big Deal

Translator: Iris Guo

“It won’t. I’ve got too many scars and it has been too long.” A’Chou felt better when hearing Zhong Mingwei’s voice. She wanted to be coy, but she didn’t know how, so she awkwardly rubbed his hand awkwardly like a stray cat she used to feed at the palace. “Anyway, I don’t mind. It doesn’t hurt or itch. If you…think I’m ugly, I’ll…let my hair down and hide the scars so you won’t see them. It’s just the scar on my chin…”

“You’re not ugly.” said Zhong Mingwei bluntly.

How could he think her like that?

She bore the pain for him, and she had sacrificed so much to get to him.

Zhong Mingwei looked at the coy and lovely girl leaning on his knee, and his heart was about to melt. He suddenly felt that it was all worth it, although he had been suffering over the years, he was treated extremely cruelly at the Court of the Imperial Clan, and he hadn’t seen the sunshine for eight months. He couldn’t imagine anything more precious than A’Chou’s lovely smile, even the crown he had been craving for.

“Me neither. I’m a born beauty, with or without the scars…Haha!” A’Chou pretended to be serious as if she wanted to save her face. However, she didn’t hold it for too long and burst into laughter again leaning on his lap.

Zhong Mingwei also laughed. He gathered A’Chou’s hair together while combing it, and made a neat ponytail. Then, he took the red string and tied her hair.

“Done.” Zhong Mingwei touched A’Chou’s soft hair and checked the ponytail, satisfied with his work.

“Nice.” A’Chou was satisfied too and slowly straightened up. Actually, she wanted to lean on Zhong Mingwei’s lap for a little longer, but she couldn’t since her hair was tied. She pinched the ponytail while her dark eyes were still on his legs: “You did much better than me.”

“I’ll help you then.” Zhong Mingwei was so proud that he finally found something that he was good at.

“Okay. You’ll tie my hair, and I’ll massage your legs.” A’Chou put her hands on Zhong Mingwei’s legs and rubbed softly: “I think your legs are stronger. See, it’s bigger here.”

Zhong Mingwei also pinched his legs and frowned: “I’ve got more muscles, but I still couldn’t exert any strength.”

“Be patient. I’m quite satisfied with where we are.” said A’Chou while working on the embroidery. She nagged with her head down: “To be honest, when I first saw you, I was so desperate. I dared not say anything, but I didn’t know how to look after you at all.”

“What if…I stay paralyzed for the rest of my life?” asked Zhong Mingwei after hesitating for a long time.

“I’ll take care of you for the rest of my life then.” said A’Chou while immersing herself in embroidering. She rubbed the needle against the grease in her hair, and continued: “It’s not a big deal.”

Zhong Mingwei smiled bitterly inside. Wasn’t it a big deal? She had to waste her whole life to look after a paralytic.

However, he knew that she was telling the truth, and thus he felt worse for her.

She was so stupid and nice.

“What’s the pattern?” A’Chou was staring at the cloth, so Zhong Mingwei also looked there, but he couldn’t figure it out.

“Two Mandarin ducks playing in the water.” answered A’Chou immediately and casually. “For the bride’s underwear.”

Then, A’Chou suddenly went silent.