The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

You...you really want to divorce her? Meiya whispered, she had been waiting for this answer, but at this moment, she was not at ease, she pursed her lips, and said, Will she be... very sad? She left her wealth and glory for you, even her parents, and now, you want to divorce her because of me, isn't it too...

Meiya didn't go on, she really didn't want to put the name of thinness on Zhong Mingwei's head, but Zhong Mingwei was happily preparing to marry her, but at the same time wanted to divorce Xiao An, isn't this considered thinness? Meiya was in a complicated mood, and couldn't help but let out a sigh.

Zhong Mingwei knew what Meiya wanted to say, so he stretched out his hand to smooth the broken hair on Shun Meiya's forehead, and said, Girl, I was demoted to Ninggu Pagoda, and the female relatives who were in the East Palace were taken back by their natal family. The relationship has been broken.

That's right, since he, the prince of the East Palace, fell from power, the women in the back house have nothing to do with him. At the end of last year, he was deposed by Zhong Zhiheng and left Beijing. No one was willing to stand up and intercede for him, even There were no in-laws who were supposed to be the most closely connected. Naturally, this was due to their consideration of the situation and Zhong Zhiheng's acquiescence. Zhong Zhiheng did not involve them. So after Zhong Mingwei was deposed and came to Ningguta, his in-laws have actually been completely broken.

However, Zhong Mingwei knew that Meiya was very concerned about this letter of divorce, and so was Xiao An.

Then she... Meiya knew what Zhong Mingwei meant, but she was still a little worried and couldn't bear it, Then what will she do next? She broke ties with her family because of you, so she can't return to the capital. Now... you After writing this letter of divorce, she is afraid that she will die of grief.

Don't worry, she won't... Zhong Mingwei said softly, leaning close to Meiya's ear, whispering to her ear.

What, what? Meiya's eyes widened suddenly, and she looked at Zhong Mingwei in disbelief, Are you serious? She...she and Pang Yi?!

Yeah, it should have started a long time ago, Zhong Mingwei said with a smile, I used to think that Pang Yi was just an incomprehensible bastard, and I kept worrying about him, fearing that he would never be able to marry a wife in his life. Who would have thought that this foolish man would be blessed with foolishness, but on the road from the capital to Ninggu Pagoda, Zhang Luo made it on his own.

Meiya was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth. She suddenly remembered the scene when she saw Xiao An and Pang Yi at the shop selling bacon pies. At that time, she felt that the two were very familiar, but how could she? Thinking about this, and now thinking about it again, it's only now that I come back to it.

What's the matter? Zhong Mingwei looked at her stupid appearance, no matter how he looked at it, he thought it was funny, and reached out his hand to touch Mei Ya's round nose, It looks like she is out of control.

You...you're not angry at all? Meiya came back to her senses, looked down at Zhong Mingwei's gentle smile, and asked in a low voice.

Why should I be angry? Zhong Mingwei looked at Meiya and smiled more freely, Pang Yi can finally marry a wife. I'm too happy to be happy, so how can I be angry?

But, but Xiao An used to be your... your side concubine, Meiya stammered, biting her lips again, and then continued, And, for you, she should be with others Are women different?

Yeah, how could it be the same?

Meiya was still a little sad when she thought about the couple under the sky full of fireworks on New Year's Eve that year.

What's different? Zhong Mingwei didn't understand what Meiya meant. He watched the ink dry, then folded the letter of divorce and put it in the envelope, and said, Let Pang Yi Send it to her personally, the two of you may be happy.

Doesn't Pang Yi care too? Meiya was still a little worried, That's all for others, he was your former bodyguard.

What's there to worry about? We're not in the capital anymore. Who would have known that the screwdriver was Chen Zhima rotten millet? Zhong Mingwei said with a look of indifference, Besides, Xiao An and I are husband and wife in name. She has never been in the room before, she was never married, and now she has found a lover, it is also a happy event, I can't delay the girl's life because of me, and Pang Yi is reliable.