The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 511: The lady drowned
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The ninth day of May in the thirty-third year of Jiasheng.
Early morning.
Ninggu Pagoda.
Zhong Mingwei was so angry a few days ago that he almost didn't eat a grain of rice. That night he ate so many chestnuts in one go. As a result, he had health problems the next day and kept vomiting. He not only vomited all the chestnuts. In the end, he almost vomited out bile. Just like that, he still couldn't stop, which only made Pang Yi extremely anxious. He was originally going to leave for the capital, but he didn't dare to leave. Fortunately, Gu Changlin came back in time. After giving Zhong Mingwei some medicine, he stopped vomiting. However, Zhong Mingwei was so dehydrated that whenever he had any strength left in his body, he just lay paralyzed on the kang. Even drinking water was difficult, let alone getting up. Pang Yi patiently went in to feed Zhong Mingwei water for half an hour. Gu Changlin was not so good-tempered. Ever since Meiya moved out, Gu Changlin had been glaring at Zhong Mingwei all the time. It wasn't that he didn't feel sorry for Zhong Mingwei, but as a lifelong For an old man who is unmarried and has no heirs, he really cannot agree with Zhong Mingwei's choice, but it is not convenient for him to intervene, so he avoids it as long as he can to avoid quarreling all day long under the same roof.
After lying on the kang for three days, Zhong Mingwei finally recovered, but that night he couldn't fall asleep.
The eighth day of the lunar month was originally the day when he and Meiya got married, but now he was lying half-dead on the kang alone, but who could blame him?
Zhong Mingwei curled his lips bitterly, reached out and took the pink and tender pillow into his arms, hugging it tightly. As soon as he closed his eyes, tears fell down.
He hugged this little pillow every day. On the days when there was no Meiya, he could barely support himself by relying on this little pillow, but the smell of Meiya on the pillow was getting weaker and weaker. Zhong Mingwei was sad and panicked. He suddenly buried his whole face into the pink and tender pillow, inhaling hard, trying hard to find the smell of beautiful buds.
How will you get through the days ahead?
……
"Master..." When Pang Yi pushed the door in, he saw Zhong Mingwei sleeping with his head covered. He was about to leave. Zhong Mingwei had not slept peacefully in this period, so Pang Yi naturally couldn't bear to wake him up. .
"How are you?" Before Pang Yi could go out, Zhong Mingwei lifted the quilt and looked at Pang Yi, "How is the girl today?"
"As for me, my wife hasn't left the house all day," Pang Yi had to turn back and walked to the Kang, "but I have Grandma Chen and Miss Gu taking care of me at home, so it should be fine."
"I know," Zhong Mingwei nodded, then paused and said, "After today, you don't have to stare at her every day. I have already written my heartfelt message to the Queen Mother. You can go there tomorrow. Capital Master, you have worked hard for this journey."
These days, Zhong Mingwei has been asking Pang Yi to keep an eye on Meiya secretly, fearing that something might happen if Meiya doesn't think about it.
"It's not hard, my subordinates," Pang Yi said. Looking at Zhong Mingwei's face that was so thin that he was almost disfigured, Pang Yi couldn't help but said, "Master, you have to cherish yourself."
Zhong Mingwei didn't say anything, but gently waved his hand, signaling Pang Yi to retreat. Pang Yi didn't stay much. After making a cup of jasmine tea for Zhong Mingwei, he retreated. He had to go down the mountain later.
……
Zhong Mingwei was woken up by Pang Yi in the early morning.
"What's the matter?" He finally fell asleep and was woken up suddenly, feeling that his head was full of mush.
"Master, please hold still first..." Pang Yi squatted in front of the kang with a pale face. As he spoke, he took out shoes and socks to put on Zhong Mingwei.
"What's going on?" Zhong Mingwei suddenly grabbed Pang Yi's hand, stared at Pang Yi, and said in a deep voice, "Is...did something happen to her?"
Pang Yi took a few deep breaths, and then said in a trembling voice: "Master, madam, she... threw herself into the river."
"Poof!"
The next second, a mouthful of blood spurted out everywhere. Zhong Mingwei slumped on the kang like mud. Pang Yi was so frightened by the scarlet eyes that he was so busy that he went to the side room to call Gu Changlin over and waited for the two of them to hurry up. When I came over, I saw that Zhong Mingwei had already gotten off the kang, and he was stumbling forward with bare feet.
"Master! Put on your shoes!" Pang Yi was so busy that he went into the room to get his shoes, but when he saw the blood on the shoes, he put the shoes down again. He had no time to find other shoes, so he quickly took them off. Pang Yi took off his shoes and chased him out. He saw that Gu Changlin had helped Zhong Mingwei to the yard. There were already a few pools of blood on the ground. The more Pang Yi looked at it, the more frightened he became. He was so busy that he chased after him, "Master, please don't ..."