The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

You're looking for death, do you know? With the sound of the inkstone landing on the ground, Pang Yi suddenly turned his head to look at Chen Qingxuan, staring at Chen Qingxuan coldly with his scarlet eyes. He had never been killed before on a battlefield with such eyes. There will be no human beings, Chen Qingxuan suddenly sucked in a breath of cold air, and took two steps back.

Pang Yi... Forget it. Zhong Mingwei wiped his face indiscriminately, and then, under the terrified eyes of everyone, he supported the table and moved towards it little by little.

Pang Yi stared at Chen Qingxuan and looked again, then turned his face away, followed Zhong Mingwei and walked in, but before reaching the door, he was stopped by Gu Changlin: Don't go in and cause trouble.

Sir, how is Madam? Pang Yi asked anxiously, looking inside worriedly.

It's okay, just wake up. Gu Changlin said slowly, closing the door.

What about Your Highness? Pang Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and asked anxiously while he was too busy.

He... just bear with it, Gu Changlin snorted coldly, while turning a blank look inward, It deserves it!

...

As soon as Zhong Mingwei saw the sleeping person on the bed, his eyes immediately got wet. He moved inward step by step with difficulty and anxiety, and when he finally came to the bed, Zhong Mingwei was sobbing, and he knelt down on the bed with a plop. She got up in front of the bed, then grabbed Meiya's hand, and pressed her face against it, and then moistened Meiya's hand with tears of ink and blood.

Girl, I was wrong... A man in his thirties, crying looks really useless and ugly, and his voice can't be heard, especially when he is crying like this, Zhong Mingwei is out of breath , Girl, I was wrong, I know I was wrong...

Yes, he really knew he was wrong.

He thought that he did all this for Mei Ya, for her to have a complete family, and for her to live a good life, he felt that no matter how much he paid, it was worth it, even if it was for this life. Xi Le An Ran, even if it is his own life, he is really willing to pay.

These days, he endured his grief day by day, and regretted his decision every night, but whenever the morning light came in through the hole in the window, he told himself over and over again, Zhong Mingwei, you didn’t The power to regret, your indecision, your broken ties will kill that girl, she is only seventeen years old, her life is still so long, and what can you give her?

What else can you give her besides invisible and intangible promises? You don't even have a child...

Neither can be given to her.

One day, you let go, how can she live alone in the world alone? What do you let her live on in the future? Do you want her to wither to death or crash into your coffin? !

A seventeen-year-old girl thinks that love is bigger than the sky, but you should know that life is bigger than love, and it is to live well! If you hesitate at this moment, you will destroy her heart and soul for the rest of her life!

So why do you regret it?

...

These days, he has tortured himself into a living dead. He thought that his forbearance and sacrifice would definitely bring Meiya a peaceful life, but who knows, it's almost a separation between yin and yang.

Girl, I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, Zhong Mingwei cried until his heart broke, he had never hated himself so much, let alone such fear, he stretched out his hand tremblingly, and gently stroked Meiya As soon as his fingertips touched Meiya's warm flesh, Zhong Mingwei cried even harder, Girl, wake up, you...don't scare me...

As if hearing Zhong Mingwei's call, Meiya's eyelashes moved, and then her dry lips trembled, as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't make a sound.

Zhong Mingwei wiped his face in a hurry, then put his ear close to Meiya's mouth, and said softly, Girl, tell me, I'm listening.

The gray and dry lips were struggling to open and close, and it took a while to make an intermittent hoarse voice: Peach, peach leaves are pointed up, and willow leaves cover... cover the sky...

Girl! The next second, Zhong Mingwei hugged Meiya tightly. He kept kissing Meiya's lips, crying, Stop singing, please, stop singing...

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outer hall.

Pang Yi followed Gu Changlin up the mountain to get the medicine. Grandma Chen and Gu Qingtong sat silently. Grandma Chen kept staring blankly, wondering what she was thinking. Gu Qingtong also looked preoccupied. She looked at Grandma Chen and then at Sitting on the threshold without saying a word, Chen Qingxuan was hesitant to speak several times, but he still didn't say anything.