Chapter 171

"But your highness..." Pang Yi cried. The man in his thirties didn't look good when he cried. "I don't want to have a wife and a son in my life. I'm willing to follow his highness in my life! Your highness, please let your subordinates stay by your side, right when you have pity on your subordinates! "

"No way," Zhong Mingwei's face suddenly cooled down, and he looked at pangyi with a cold face. "If you stay, you can't be recognized. The Empress Dowager misses her grandson and sends someone to see if it's OK. But if that person stays, what's the matter? Is it a Xu clan force that has infiltrated the Ninggu pagoda, or is my waste Prince still poisoned? Pang Yi, do you think I'm not miserable enough? Do you want to make me worse? "

"Your Highness!" Pang Yi stopped crying suddenly, his blood red eyes were straight at Zhong Mingwei, then he wiped his face severely, then he got off the Kang, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed three heads respectfully to Zhong Mingwei. When he spoke again, his voice was calm, but still with thick hoarseness. "My subordinates have just arrogated it. They don't choose what to say. Please forgive me."

Zhong Mingwei didn't look at him anymore. He turned his head to one side and squinted at the curling heat on the stove. He didn't know what he was thinking. For a while, he closed his eyes.

Before Zhong Mingwei spoke, Pang Yi's straight back slowly sagged down. He stood up silently, then brought in several bags on the ground, put them on the back of the kang one by one, and then said to Zhong Mingwei's back: "Your Highness, here are two quilts, chilblain medicine, two big packages of medicine, and five hundred and twenty silver. This time, he came in a hurry with incomplete things, etc Next time I come, I'll bring more things with me. "

Zhong Mingwei still said nothing, and Pang Yi said nothing more. He stood in front of the Kang for a while, then he gave Zhong Mingwei a deep bow on his back: "Your Highness, I'm going to leave now."

At the end of the speech, Pang Yi strode out of the room, but stopped at the door again. He looked back at Zhong Mingwei, who was leaning on the battlements to keep his eyes closed. His lips trembled. It seemed that some words were hard to speak. He hesitated for a while, but after all, he said: "Your Highness, are you really willing? You've played for so many years, are you really willing to see the failure? Over the years, you have been so framed by calculation. Are you really not going to pay for your blood debt? Your highness, I'm sorry to tell you that this is not the place you should stay, and this is not the way you should choose. Are you really willing, highness? "

Since he didn't get an answer, Pang Yi didn't seem to expect Zhong Mingwei to answer. When he had finished speaking, he pushed the door away.

Until the sound of Pang Yi's footsteps completely disappeared, the man who kept his eyes closed opened his eyes. With a deep eyes, he stared at the curl of white gas in front of him without blinking. He reached out and felt the hot white gas shuttle through his fingertips. Finally, the white gas turned into a layer of cold and moist water. Gradually, the wet hand clenched into a fist.

Are you willing?

So many subordinates have spent more than ten years in the army for him. From the young Pianpian to the middle-aged man like Pang Yi, they dare not marry. They are bitter in the north, hot in the south, and have no regrets for him.

Can you really be reconciled?

On that new year's Eve, a fire threatened his life. If he hadn't been dragged out by that unlucky girl, he would have died in that fire.

Another new year's Eve, a glass of wine took his mind, but the prince of the eastern palace danced his sword in front of the emperor, and even knocked down the tablet of empress Zhen Xian. Then the king was angry. When he finally woke up, he was far away in ningguta, a paralytic half dead.

How many ambushes has he had over the years? Even he himself could not count how many times he walked on the edge of the knife. From the day when he was born, his father was not an ordinary father, his grandmother was not an ordinary grandmother, and his life was also doomed to be unusual.