"Zhong Mingwei, don't keep talking!" Gradually, Meiya's crying became louder. Compared with Zhong Mingwei who was furious just now, she was more afraid of Zhong Mingwei who was silent at this moment, she really panicked. At the moment, she didn't care that Pang Yi was outside, so she made up her mind. Holding Zhong Mingwei's face in his hands, he couldn't wait to find Zhong Mingwei's lips. "Zhong Mingwei, Zhong Mingwei, you... don't you always want, want... what you want. I'll give you..."
The girl's dry and cold lips pressed against her, and Zhong Mingwei suddenly turned his face away as if he had been hit in the head. Dodged Meiya. Then he grabbed Meiya's hand as soon as he stretched out his hand, he tried his best not to let his hand tremble, but when he spoke again. His voice was so hoarse: "Girl, don't be like this..."
"Then what else can I do?" Meiya held her head. Sitting down on the kang, weeping "woo woo". "Zhong Mingwei, you... don't want me. Please, don't drive me away, I will be obedient in the future. You... I will do whatever you ask me to do, and I will accept whoever you want to enter the room in the future Enter the room, I will definitely not... "
"I'm going back to the capital." Suddenly, Zhong Mingwei interrupted Meiya.
"What?" Meiya was startled, and suddenly raised her head to look at Zhong Mingwei, but the room was so dark, she couldn't see clearly, she could barely see a vague outline, a cold and dark figure, Mei Ya Ya suddenly shivered, "Zhong Mingwei, what did you say?"
"I'm going back to the capital." Zhong Mingwei said it again, more decisive and impatient than before.
"Going back to the capital... What do you mean?" Meiya asked in a daze, "Didn't you say that you would never go back in this life?"
"Father is so powerful that he called me back to the capital for treatment. After I recover... he will enclose a land for me and become king. Naturally, I will not disappoint the grace," Zhong Mingwei said slowly, paused, and then continued, "Thanks to the Minister of the Ministry of Rites, An Zishang, pleading for me in front of my father, I will repay the favor, and I will support An's family after returning to Beijing."
"What about me?" Meiya's mind was completely empty, and her mind was buzzing, Zhong Mingwei was leaving, Zhong Mingwei was leaving Ninggu Pagoda.
"You?" Zhong Mingwei sighed softly, with regret that could not be concealed in his tone, "It would be fine if you were an ordinary woman, I would also like to take you back to Beijing, and I will finally get to know you, and you are a rare likable person , It’s just that, since you were born as a criminal slave, it’s naturally inconvenient to take you back to Beijing, but don’t worry too much, Nanshan Bieyuan will be left to you, anyway, you have taken care of me a lot this year, I am very grateful to you."
"Just... just gratitude?" Meiya asked with trembling lips. When she said this, she felt cold all over her body. She had never felt so cold before. She had never felt so cold before going down the mountain to carry water in the wind and snow in the twelfth lunar month. , Meiya bit her lip tightly, trying to stop herself from trembling like this, but she couldn't stop at all, "Zhong Mingwei, you are...just grateful to me?"
There was silence for a while, only to hear Zhong Mingwei sigh: "Girl, I remember you said before that only in Ninggu Pagoda, the two of us are possible, and outside Ninggu Pagoda, we are no longer possible, so, what do you think?" ?”
"Zhong Mingwei!" Meiya roared suddenly, stepped forward and grabbed Zhong Mingwei's front, she faced Zhong Mingwei's face, gritted her teeth and said, "I want you to tell me personally that you are only grateful to me! You have always been grateful That's all! Say!"
Zhong Mingwei struggled to breathe, he never knew that breathing was such a difficult thing, Meiya's face was so close at hand, her breath sprayed on his face, the two of them were so close, as long as he moved close In the past, he could kiss Meiya's lips. Such a distance and intimacy used to be the source of their daily joy, but at this moment, he didn't dare to look at Meiya at all. , he couldn't see anything, but even so, he still didn't dare, he was like a coward pustule, he could only rely on this layer of darkness to bluff.
"Girl, don't be sad," Zhong Mingwei opened his mouth after a long while, every word was filled with sighs and unbearable, "It's like listening to a book, or learning about Zhang Sheng, or Chen Shimei. Seeing him showing his true colors, then quickly hide, as far away as possible, but fortunately, I, Chen Shimei, are leaving, and I won’t disturb you anymore, girl..."