The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Pang Yi didn't feel the sweetness of the water, but drank a small piece of grass ash, but how dare he complain? He put the big rough porcelain bowl on the small table, paused, and then whispered to Zhong Mingwei: Your Highness, I'll go down the mountain and find a doctor to look at your leg?

No need, Zhong Mingwei shook his head, put down the teacup and looked at Pang Yi, Just let them think that I'm still a half-dead paralyzed person.

Pang Yi naturally understood what Zhong Mingwei meant. Whether he invited a doctor to see Zhong Mingwei's injuries, or brought Zhong Mingwei down the mountain to see his injuries, he might not be able to hide the news that Zhong Mingwei's health had improved. The tower is afraid that there will be an undercurrent surging, and Zhong Mingwei will only be more dangerous by then.

But Your Highness, if your leg injury is serious and you drag it on like this, I'm afraid... I'm afraid it's not good. Pang Yi looked anxious, and he didn't even have the time to speak for a while, Could it be Your Highness? Do you want to stay paralyzed on the bed like this and can't get off the ground? Your Highness, your legs must be broken!

It's no big deal, I know my own legs well. Zhong Mingwei gently stroked his thighs and said slowly, while waving his hands, signaling to Pang Yi not to say more, and Pang Yi had no choice but to keep silent.

How is the Queen Mother? Zhong Mingwei asked again.

His Royal Highness, the Queen Mother is safe, but I am very worried about Your Highness, Pang Yi said, paused, and then said, But after all, it is the imperial decree drafted by the Lord Long Live, and the Queen Mother dare not disobey it, so it has been delayed for so long. It’s been a long time, and it’s only at this time that the subordinates are allowed to come down to Ninggu Pagoda.”

I thought about it, Zhong Mingwei curled his lips mockingly, and said lightly, But on July 7th, how could the Queen Mother dare to touch his bad luck?

That's right, Long Live God values ​​Empress Zhenxian's memorial day the most, Pang Yi said, while casually saying, A while ago, it was because Concubine Zhao asked so much about Empress Zhenxian's sacrifice ceremony...

Pang Yi, don't talk about it, Zhong Mingwei suddenly cut off Pang Yi's words, From now on, you don't need to tell me about the people in the capital, and it has nothing to do with me.

Pang Yi looked at Zhong Mingwei's silent face, feeling sore for a while, and then said in a hoarse voice: Your Highness was killed by a traitor, and his body was injured. It is also possible to be disheartened for a while, but in the future...

From now on, I will stay here all the time, Zhong Mingwei said slowly, rubbing the mouth of the bowl while looking at Pang Yi, Go back and tell the queen mother that I am completely useless and have no future , let her feel at ease and let her give up, as for you, don’t come to Ninggu Tower in the future.”

Your Highness! Pang Yi was so startled that his eyes widened, he hurriedly knelt down in front of Zhong Mingwei, kowtowed and said, Your Highness, I have followed you since I was a child, and it has been twenty-five years. Your Highness, Your Highness All these years I have lived for His Highness, Your Highness, you can't stop being a subordinate!

Yes, I don't want you anymore, Zhong Mingwei reached out and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Pang Yi's eyes, Pang Yi, I used to be the prince of the Eastern Palace. At that time, I needed a loyal and capable confidant like you, but Now I am a farmer in a mountain village, and you have seen my current life, and I no longer need subordinates like you.

Your Highness, you need it! This subordinate can boil water and cook for you! Can clean and wash for you! Pang Yi hurriedly crawled in front of Zhong Mingwei, holding Zhong Mingwei's hand tightly with his rough hands, and whimpered, Your Highness, my subordinate I can learn and do anything! This subordinate is willing to follow His Highness for the rest of his life, Your Highness, please don’t want me! Now... I really only have His Highness, Your Highness, please be merciful...

No, you can have a lot, Zhong Mingwei broke Pang Yi's hand cruelly, and said in a deep voice, Go back to the southern Xinjiang camp and still be your fifth-rank infantry lieutenant, but now that I don't have it, I will drag you along. On the hind legs, the Xu family can use you with confidence. Within two years, you may be able to become a lieutenant general, but Pang Yi, Nanjiang is very good, so don’t go back to the capital in the future. The water in the capital is deep, so easy Don't get involved anymore, just marry a wife and have children in southern Xinjiang, and when you have a family, you will have everything.