The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 558: If it weren’t for you

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Speaking of this, Zhong Mingwei paused, kissed Mei Ya’s slightly sweaty shoulder, and continued: "Sometimes I think, even if I grab the golden nugget, what will happen? ? Should I live the same life as my father is living now? His wife is not his wife, and his son is not his son. There are obviously so many women and children in the harem, but he is just a loner. What’s the point? But more often, I will I thought, I have to be a prince, I have to aspire to be the crown prince, because only then can I get rid of all the shackles imposed on me. I don’t want to be a puppet on the strings of the Xu family, let alone a group of princes. I was a thorn in my side, so I could only persevere all the way, knowing that this was not a good path, and knowing that I might not care about the infinite scenery at the end, but I really had no choice. Who allowed me to be born in heaven? ? He is also the only legitimate son of the emperor. Maybe others have choices, but I really have no choice. At that time, I only knew that if I want to live, I have to be ruthless. If I want to live well, I need to stand on the side of the throne. The highest point."

Zhong Mingwei’s lips gently lingered on the scar on Mei Ya’s neck. I wonder if it was because she had sweated too much just now. At this time, the scar was not as dark red as usual, but had a faint red color. The pink powder was like peach blossoms falling on the snow. Zhong Mingwei lay there and kissed her again and again. It was really addictive. It was not until Meiya moved uneasily that he stopped and took out the handkerchief. Wiping Meiya's sweat, she continued to ramble: "But I am not the only prince, and I am not the only one who wants to climb to the top. So over the years, people have hurt me, and I have also hurt others. I have long been used to it. , it is said that people are originally good by nature, but this does not apply to the Tian family. People in the Tian family are born to harm others. Dozens or hundreds of lives can be ruined by just talking, and I am not one of them. I've never done it, girl, if it weren't for you..."

At this point, Zhong Mingwei couldn't talk any more. He stared blankly at the candles on the table for a long time, and sighed silently.

Girl, without you, my life would have been in vain.

Meiya seemed to have had a restless sleep. She turned over and leaned into Zhong Mingwei's arms. Zhong Mingwei looked at her red face and the small light pink scar on her chin. She was a little lost in thought for a long time. , he leaned over and kissed the scar again, and when he spoke again, his voice was extremely gentle: "So how could a wicked person like me meet such a lovely person like you?"

Zhong Mingwei gently rubbed the scar with his fingertips, from the chin to the neck, and from the neck to the arm. The scars that Meiya had never wanted to show in front of him were now all displayed in front of him. The more he looked at them, the more She was sad: "At that time, you must have been in so much pain? You almost risked your life for a stranger like me. How could there be such a stupid and good girl like you?"

Facing the long scar, Zhong Mingwei's eyes felt a little wet. In the candle flame gently shaking, he seemed to see how the girl walked through the sea of ​​fire and pulled him out alive and well on New Year's Eve that year. , how did that girl endure the severe pain and worry about doing the laundry, and how did that girl look at the scars in the mirror and secretly shed tears...

It was all for him, from beginning to end. Whether it was the ugly scar or the low self-esteem and cowardice over the years, it was all because of him.

Zhong Mingwei's heart had never been so painful. He hugged the little girl in his arms tighter, not allowing any gap between the two of them, and just held her so tightly.

"Girl, it's you who allowed me to live such a good life," Zhong Mingwei said softly, while gently rubbing Meiya's face, "Just watch and see what I do to you in the future. ”

The person in his arms snorted a little irritably. Zhong Mingwei didn't dare to speak anymore. He just stared at the little girl in his arms without blinking, smiling stupidly for a while, and wiping his hands without any hope. Wiping the corners of his eyes, Zhong Mingwei didn't fall asleep until the candle burned out.

……

May 20, the 33rd year of Jiasheng

Ninggu Pagoda.

Nanshan Villa.

Just after the fifth watch, Grandma Chen got up. She didn’t go home yesterday, so she stayed directly in Nanshan Villa. Gu Qingtong didn’t leave either. At this time, she yawned and got up with Grandma Chen, washing herself. Asked Grandma Chen: "Grandma, what are we doing up so early? Meiya girls don't just go from their parents' house to their husband's house and just hold weddings at home, so why do they need to be so particular?"