The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 504: You really don’t want me anymore

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Pang Yi immediately inserted the short knife into his waist and was about to run over to open the door. However, thinking about what Zhong Mingwei said during the day, Pang Yi's feet seemed to have taken root. He did not move and just stood in the yard. In the center, in front of you are the sounds of door kicking, and behind you is Zhong Mingwei, who is sleeping...

Or the sober Zhong Mingwei.

Pang Yi looked in front of him and then behind him, his heart almost jumped into his throat. In the end, he ran over and opened the door: "Madam..."

As soon as Pang Yifu opened the door, Meiya rushed in. Pang Yi was too busy to catch up, but he didn't dare to stop him. In fact, there was no need to stop him, because Meiya didn't rush into the room, she just She ran to the window and then stopped. She stared at the tightly closed window and the brand new, intact window...

Then he let go of his hands, and the chestnuts in his arms rolled to the ground with a crackling sound.

"Zhong Mingwei, are you really..." Meiya opened her mouth tremblingly. Just now, she looked like a terrifying mad woman, but now she seemed like a pitiful and confused deer, with tears streaming down her face. She didn't even bother to wipe it. She quickly stepped forward and leaned on the window sill with her tiptoes, while sobbing into the inside, "You really don't want me anymore, do you?"

There was no answer, except for the bleak evening wind in my ears, there was no sound between heaven and earth.

Meiya shed tears silently facing the window, then suddenly lay on the window sill and howled: "Zhong Mingwei! Zhong Mingwei!"

Pang Yi was watching on the side and his heart was in knots. He was so busy that he came over and whispered to Meiya: "Madam, I have already gone to bed. How about you come back tomorrow..."

Pang Yi couldn't go on. This was not what he wanted to say at all, but what could he say? Whether he was facing the crying Meiya or the depressed and desperate Zhong Mingwei, he had nothing to say.

Yeah, what can I say? How could he, an outsider, break such a knot?

"Zhong Mingwei, don't abandon me! I...I don't mind An's anymore! I don't care about how many women you have, as long as you don't abandon me..." Meiya cried out of breath. She was out of breath, every part of her body had lost strength, and she could no longer stand firm. She slid down against the wall a little bit, and then sat in the mud, letting the muddy water soak into her clothes. What did she do? He couldn't even care about it, except pleading pitifully and humbly, "Zhong Mingwei, it's me who is too greedy. I shouldn't...shouldn't expect you to be nice to me alone. I was wrong! I really know that I was wrong. ! Please don't... don't do this to me, okay? If you are still angry, just treat me as a servant, just like when I first came to Ning Guta, I... I will take good care of you. You and Mrs. An, please, please..."

"Madam, please don't do this..." Pang Yi couldn't stand it any longer. He walked over and tried to pull Meiya up from the ground, but Meiya wouldn't get up. She scraped against the wall desperately, as if she was afraid of this. When he got up, he felt as if he had been thrown out by Pang Yi. Pang Yi felt that his chest was extremely oppressive. He really couldn't stand it anymore. He couldn't help but watch Meiya ruining him like this. He took a few breaths and then knelt down. He came to Meiya's side and said hoarsely, "Madam, he is not..."

"Pang Yi! Send her down the mountain!" Suddenly a man shouted angrily from the room, which frightened Pang Yi to the point where he could no longer speak. Ever since he came to Ninggu Tower, he had never seen Zhong Mingwei get angry. As for him, he had forgotten what Zhong Mingwei's temper was like in the past, and what a terrifying face he had when he got angry.

"Zhong Mingwei!" Meiya seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw. She suddenly jumped up from the ground, then held on to the wall and ran towards the room. She hit the door frame and ran straight in without even bothering to cry out in pain. There was no wax in the bedroom, but Meiya ran to the kang in three or two steps, and then climbed onto the kang without any explanation. She hugged Zhong Mingwei tightly while continuing to howl, "Zhong Mingwei, don't rush I'm leaving, don't drive me away..."

The air is full of the smell of beautiful buds, mixed with the smell of fireworks and green grass. This is the smell that Zhong Mingwei thinks about day and night. But at this time, he breathes greedily, as if he has missed tonight and will smell it again in the future. Less than average.