The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

The ninth day of May in the thirty-three year period of Jiasheng.

early morning.

Ning Guta.

Zhong Mingwei got angry a few days ago without even eating a single grain of rice, and that night he ate so many chestnuts in one go, and as a result, he suffered from physical problems the next day, and kept vomiting non-stop. He almost vomited out his bile, and that was it. He still couldn't stop, but Pang Yi was so anxious that he was going to leave for the capital, but he didn't dare to say anything. Fortunately, Gu Changlin came back in time and gave Zhong Mingwei a drink of water. After taking the medicine, the vomiting stopped, but Zhong Mingwei was so dehydrated, every time he had a little strength in his body, he just lay down on the kang, let alone getting up, and even struggled to drink water, Pang Yi was patient Going in half an hour to feed Zhong Mingwei some water, Gu Changlin didn't have such a good temper. Ever since Meiya moved out, Gu Changlin had always stared at Zhong Mingwei. For the old man without heirs, he really couldn't agree with Zhong Mingwei's choice, but it was inconvenient for him to intervene, so he avoided it as much as he could, so as not to quarrel under the same roof all day long.

After lying on the kang for three days, Zhong Mingwei finally recovered, but this night he couldn't sleep at all.

The eighth day was originally the day when he and Meiya got married, but now he was lying on the kang alone, but who could be blamed?

Zhong Mingwei curled his lips bitterly, stretched out his hand and fished the pink and tender pillow into his arms, hugged it tightly, and as soon as he closed his eyes, tears fell down.

He hugged this little pillow every day. In the days without Meiya, he could barely support himself by relying on this little pillow, but the smell belonging to Meiya on the pillow became weaker and weaker. Grief and panic at the same time, she suddenly buried her whole face in the pink and tender pillow, sucked in her breath, and tried hard to find the smell that belonged to Meiya.

How will we survive the days to come?

...

Master... When Pang Yi opened the door and came in, he saw that Zhong Mingwei was sleeping with his head covered, and he was about to leave. Zhong Mingwei hadn't had a good night's sleep in a while, so Pang Yi naturally couldn't bear to wake him up.

How is it? Before Pang Yi went out, Zhong Mingwei lifted the quilt and looked at Pang Yi, How is the girl today?

If you come back to Master, Madam didn't leave the house all day, Pang Yi had no choice but to turn back and walk to the front of the kang, But with Grandma Chen and Miss Gu taking care of her at home, it should be fine.

Understood, Zhong Mingwei nodded, then paused and said, After today, I don't have to stare at her every day. I have already written the heart for the Queen Mother. You will go to the capital tomorrow. Cheng Zi, you have worked hard.

For a while, Zhong Mingwei kept Pang Yi secretly staring at Meiya, for fear that something might happen if Meiya didn't think about it.

Subordinates don't work hard, Pang Yi said, looking at Zhong Mingwei's thin and disfigured face, Pang Yi couldn't help but said again, Master, you have to cherish yourself.

Zhong Mingwei didn't speak, but waved his hand lightly, signaling Pang Yi to retreat, but Pang Yi didn't stay any longer, and after making Zhong Mingwei a cup of jasmine tea, he withdrew, and he had to go down the mountain later.

...

Zhong Mingwei was woken up by Pang Yi in the early hours of the morning.

What's the matter? He finally fell asleep, and was woken up suddenly, only feeling that his head was a mess.

Master, you need to stabilize first... Pang Yi squatted in front of the kang with a pale face, while talking, he brought shoes and socks for Zhong Mingwei to put on.

What's the matter? Zhong Mingwei suddenly grabbed Pang Yi's hand, fixed his eyes on Pang Yi, and said in a deep voice, Yes... Did something happen to her?

Pang Yi took a few deep breaths, and then said in a trembling voice: Master, Ma'am, she... threw herself into the river.

puff!

In the next second, a mouthful of blood sprayed everywhere, Zhong Mingwei collapsed on the kang like mud, Pang Yi was terrified by the scarlet eyes all over him, so he went to the side room to call Gu Changlin over, and waited for the two to come over in a hurry , saw that Zhong Mingwei had already got off the kang, and he was stumbling forward with bare feet.

Master! You put on your shoes! Pang Yi rushed into the room to get the shoes, but seeing the blood on the shoes, he finally put them down again. Before he could find other shoes, he quickly took off his own. I saw that Gu Changlin had already supported Zhong Mingwei to the yard, and there were several pools of blood on the ground. The more Pang Yi looked at it, the more frightened he became, and he chased after him in a hurry, Master, don't...