The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

No, you're not Chen Shimei, you're not, don't say that about yourself! Meiya suddenly cut off Zhong Mingwei's words, and when she spoke again, she was crying again, You are my pillar, if you are gone , how do you want me to live? Zhong Mingwei, you promised me, you promised...

Tears that had been suppressed for a long time welled up in his eyes, Zhong Mingwei took a deep breath and tried his best to hold back his crying. He was really grateful for the thick darkness in this room, which covered his cowardice and helplessness.

Girl, you can live well without me. You have a three-story house, ten acres of fertile land, and a huge pond. You are good at running the business. Naturally, the days to come will flourish, Zhong Mingwei said. Said slowly, while reaching out to stroke Fu Meiya's disheveled hair, Girl, Ning Guta is not just the two of us, there are many others, without me, you will...you will meet better people, You still have a long way to go.

You really have to leave. Meiya stopped crying, she sat on the kang with her shoulders slumped, like a lifeless wooden stake.

Zhong Mingwei didn't speak, and also sat with his shoulders drooped.

I see, Meiya nodded after receiving no reply for a while, and asked in a hoarse voice, When are you leaving?

We will leave in less than June. Zhong Mingwei swallowed hard the sour saliva in his mouth, his throat seemed to be burning.

Oh, Meiya nodded, and sat there blankly for a while, not knowing what she was thinking about, before she heard her speak again after a while, If the capital can't stay longer, will you come back?

I won't come back, Zhong Mingwei said in a hoarse voice, every word he uttered was heart-piercing, Ninggu Pagoda is too bitter, no matter how difficult the life in the capital is, it is much better than here.

Yeah, how can I compare with the capital here? Meiya said slowly, paused, then curled her lips bitterly, How can I compare with An Shi?

Zhong Mingwei's lips trembled, trying to say something, but he swallowed it anyway.

I can't have that house. It's not what I deserve. You said it was to thank me for taking care of you this year, but after all, I'm your slave and it's my duty to take care of you. I dare not Receive such a great reward, Meiya said to Zhong Mingwei in a deep voice as she got off the kang. After a pause, Meiya stood in front of the kang and said again to the dark figure, I live in this yard. I'm used to it, if you really want to reward me, why don't you reward me with this house.

Okay, when I leave, this house will belong to you, Zhong Mingwei said in a deep voice, while adding, The Nanshan other house is also yours, I know you don't want it, but you accept it first, In the future, whether you live in it yourself or buy it, it’s up to you to decide, after all, I have nothing else to give you.”

Meiya didn't say a word, she raised her foot and walked out, but before she took two steps, she heard Zhong Mingwei's hoarse voice from behind: Girl, be obedient!

Meiya hooked her lips bitterly. Once upon a time, the sound of girl could make me tired to death. In the past, some people called her girl in the palace, but I couldn't find anyone who could call her girl better than Zhong Mingwei. Now, she pretended to complain that Zhong Mingwei always called her girl but not her name, but no one knew, every time she heard Zhong Mingwei call her girl, how sweet she felt in her heart, it was that no amount of honey could change her. Come sweet.

It's just that from now on, she will never hear such a sweet and gentle girl again.

Does it make you feel better if I accept it? Meiya paused and asked slowly.

Zhong Mingwei's Adam's apple slid violently a few times, and finally a word came out of his mouth: Yes.

Okay, then I'll take it. Meiya nodded, without staying any longer, opened the door and went out.

Pang Yi was anxious like an ant on a hot pot in the courtyard. At this moment, seeing Mei Ya come out, he rushed to meet her: Ma'am...

Pang Yi, don't call me that in the future, you know who your master's wife is. Meiya cut off Pang Yi's words, and walked out sullenly.

Pang Yi froze in place, watching Meiya walking away step by step, he was a little worried, and was thinking of going to report to Zhong Mingwei, send Meiya down the mountain, and then listen to Meiya calling himself.

Pang Yi.

Hey! Pang Yi hurriedly agreed, trotted after Meiya, and stopped in front of Meiya, Husband...what's the matter?