The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

But Xiangyang and Chongyuan are worried about their master day and night. Pang Yi looked at Zhong Mingwei, obviously holding back his words but didn't know whether to speak, he pursed his lips, and finally opened his mouth, Master, Xiang Yang and Chong Yuan knew about Master's situation, and they all hoped to be like his subordinates, to resign and follow Master. They planned to do so as early as last year, but... they just kept silent, so they didn't dare to talk to Grandpa. Mention, now, they have heard the news that King Pingxi is going back to the capital, and they also expected that there will be troubles in Ninggu Tower, so they are even more anxious, and they all hope that the Lord will allow them to resign.

Who told you to contact them secretly? Zhong Mingwei's face was so dark that he looked at Pang Yi coldly, What are their identities? How have you climbed up step by step in the army over the years? Pang Yi, you should be better than me. More clearly, I am useless now, fortunately they are not implicated by me, and they will have a bright future in the future. At this time, we should cut off contact with them so that they have no scruples. Why do you contact them without authorization? Woolen cloth?

This subordinate knows his mistake. This subordinate indeed has secret correspondence with Nanjiang, but please rest assured, the three subordinates are very careful. They only communicated once every two months. The last correspondence was before Chongyuan's expedition, Pang Yi was so busy that he knelt down, but he couldn't help but said, This subordinate knows that Master is thinking about Xiang Yang and Chong Yuan, but Xiang Yang and Chong Yuan are really worried to death Master, if this subordinate does not talk to them often Talking about Master's recent situation, they are afraid that they will think wildly, and they will not be able to stay in southern Xinjiang safely. Having said this, Pang Yi sighed softly again, Master, they, like the subordinates, have followed since childhood Lord, there is no reason why you should not care about your own happiness, Lord, please understand.

How could Zhong Mingwei not understand?

Last year, it’s not that he didn’t beat Pang Yi and overtake Pang Yi, but Pang Yi still resigned from his official position and came to Ningguta. Yuan and Cheng Xiangyang are different, their identities are not known to outsiders, so they will not be implicated by themselves, and now they are reused by Xu Chengjin. They can be said to be Xu Chengjin's right-hand man. As his master, he is naturally happy for them, but if they are asked to give up their bright future and follow him, an ordinary man, he naturally cannot bear it and even more forbids it.

It's impossible, Zhong Mingwei shook his head resolutely, still with a cold face, You let them die, tell them that I will not be their master in the future, and they don't have to put their minds on me. On ordinary people.

Master... Pang Yi cried out in a low voice, feeling bitter and uncomfortable in his heart, but he couldn't speak any more, just knelt down with drooping shoulders.

Ming Wei, tonight... When Meiya came in excitedly, she saw the picture of Pang Yi kneeling and Zhong Mingwei with a sullen face. The originally excited face immediately sank down. As he walked over, he pulled Pang Yi up and glared fiercely at Zhong Mingwei, Are you bullying Pang Yi again?

Ma'am, it's nothing... nothing. Pang Yi hurriedly explained.

Zhong Mingwei didn't say anything, got up immediately, and strode out of the room with his hands behind his back.

Pang Yi, don't be afraid of him, and don't just kneel down at every turn in the future, Meiya said to Pang Yi, staring at Zhong Mingwei's figure, If he trains you again in the future, you can go to me, and I will naturally help you. Justice!

Ma'am! It's really not what you think. Pang Yi hurriedly explained again, and then told Meiya the whole story.

After listening for a long time, Meiya understood. She looked at the vase of flowers on the table. The setting sun slanted, and the flowers in the vase were covered with a layer of light gold, which was indescribably beautiful. So staring blankly at the flowers in the vase, until Pang Yi called her: Madam, can you understand our feelings? We are really worried about the Lord, and we don't care about the future of high-ranking officials and rich salaries. When we were young, the three of us swore to follow the Lord to the death in this life. Now that the Lord is in danger, we are naturally anxious. It would be great if Xiangyang and Chongyuan can come back. You are no longer under me, and you are one of your own, don't you worry?