The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 505: Just think of it as listening to a book

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"Zhong Mingwei, don't say anything!" Gradually, Meiya's crying became louder. Compared with the furious Zhong Mingwei just now, she was more afraid of the silent Zhong Mingwei at this moment. She was really panicked. At the moment, she didn't care that Pang Yi was outside. She made up her mind, held Zhong Mingwei's face and eagerly went to find Zhong Mingwei's lips, "Zhong Mingwei, Zhong Mingwei, you...don't you always think, think... What do you want, I'll give it to you..."

The girl's dry and cold lips pressed against hers. Zhong Mingwei seemed to have received a blow. He suddenly turned his face away from Meiya, then reached out and grabbed Meiya's hand. He tried his best not to let his His hands were shaking, but when he spoke again, his voice was hoarse: "Girl, don't be like this..."

"Then what else can I do?" Meiya held her head, sat down on the kang, and cried, "Zhong Mingwei, you...don't let me go, please, Don't drive me away. I will be obedient from now on. You...I will do whatever you ask me to do. In the future, you can accept whoever you want into your room. I will definitely not..."

"I'm going back to the capital." Suddenly, Zhong Mingwei interrupted Meiya.

"What?" Meiya was startled and suddenly looked up at Zhong Mingwei. It was just that the room was so dark that she could not see clearly anywhere. She could only barely see a vague outline, a cold and dark figure. Meiya shivered suddenly, "Zhong Mingwei, what did you say?"

"I'm going back to the capital." Zhong Mingwei said again, more decisively and impatient than before.

"Return to the capital...what do you mean?" Meiya asked blankly, "Didn't you say before that you would never be able to go back in this life?"

"My father is so gracious that he summoned me back to the capital for treatment. After I recover... he will enclose the land for me and make me a king. Naturally, I will not let down the holy grace," Zhong Mingwei said slowly, paused, and said He continued, "Thanks to An Zishang, the Minister of Rites, who interceded for me in front of my father. I will reciprocate the favor and support the An family to be upright after returning to Beijing."

"What about me?" Meiya's whole mind was empty, and her mind was buzzing. Zhong Mingwei was leaving, and Zhong Mingwei was leaving Ning Guta.

"You?" Zhong Mingwei sighed softly, with a pity that could not be concealed in his tone, "It would be okay if you were an ordinary woman, I would also like to take you back to Beijing, and finally get to know you, you are rare Pleasant, but you are a sin slave after all. Naturally, it is inconvenient to take you back to Beijing. But don’t worry too much. The Nanshan Villa is left to you. Anyway, you have taken care of me this year. A lot, I am very grateful to you."

"Just... just grateful?" Meiya asked with trembling lips. When she said these words, she felt cold all over. She had never been so cold. She had no choice but to go down the mountain to fetch water in the wind and snow in the twelfth lunar month. Feeling so cold, Meiya bit her lip and tried hard to stop herself from shivering, but she couldn't stop at all, "Zhong Mingwei, are you just... just grateful to me?"

After a long silence, Zhong Mingwei could only hear a sigh: "Girl, I remember you said before that only in Ninggu Pagoda is it possible for the two of us. After leaving Ninggu Pagoda, there is no possibility for us anymore, so, What do you think?"

"Zhong Mingwei!" Meiya roared suddenly, stepped forward and grabbed Zhong Mingwei's front. She faced Zhong Mingwei's face and gritted her teeth and said, "I want you to tell me personally that you are only grateful to me! You have never been It’s just gratitude! Say it!”

Zhong Mingwei panted hard. He had never known that breathing was such a difficult thing. Meiya's face was so close at hand, and her breath was spraying on his face. The two of them were so close, As long as he leans in, he can kiss Meiya's lips. Such distance and intimacy were once the source of joy for them every day, but at this moment, he doesn't dare to look at Meiya at all. It was dark in the room and he couldn't see anything, but even so, he still didn't dare. He was like a coward and could only rely on this layer of darkness to bluff.

"Girl, don't be sad," Zhong Mingwei said after a long while, with sighs and unbearableness in every word, "Just think of it as listening to a book, a lesson from Zhang Sheng, or... Chen Shimei, since you saw him showing his true colors, you should hide as quickly as possible, as far away as possible. Fortunately, I, Chen Shimei, am leaving, and I won’t bother you anymore, girl..."