Chapter 468

"Yes, I never thought of it," said xiao'an, shaking his head gently and sighing. "I only knew that his highness had fallen completely, but I also thought that the skinny camel was bigger than the horse. How could I know..."

Xiao an didn't go on, just sighed and shook his head.

"You didn't expect that people all over the world wouldn't think of it," Pang Yi said with a sneer. "How is it possible that the first son of emperor and empress should fall into such a field? Who would believe it? "

For the first time, she saw Pang Yi's expression. She was very busy and relieved. "Fortunately, your highness is now in good health, which is the most important thing."

"In good health?" Pang Yi leads his lips bitterly.

If he is really healthy, what can he complain about and resent?

He really hated that pool of sewage in the capital. He just wanted to kill all the villains and villains of that screwdriver now!

Xiao'an felt that pangyi's appearance was a little scary, so she turned to the topic. She pointed to the door and asked pangyi, "this door is strange. It's a new one and an old one. What's the matter?"

Pang Yi also looked at the two doors. Looking at them, he saw a scene in front of him. Zhong Mingwei knelt down in the ice and snow, holding Meiya in his arms. He couldn't care that it was red under him. He was so mad and desperate, holding Meiya in his arms, crying and crying for help. Behind him in the ditch was the door plank that had been thrown to pieces

At that time, he was not there. He heard this from Grandma Chen. Somehow, he was a little lucky that he didn't see Zhong Mingwei's despair and collapse.

If he saw it, he was afraid that he would not be able to control the knife in his hand. He might have killed directly in the capital. He was not afraid of death, but he would certainly have involved Zhong Mingwei and Meiya.

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For a while, Pang Yi said in a deep voice, "on the night of the sixth day of the lunar new year, my wife suddenly passed out with typhoid fever, and my highness removed a doorplate and pushed her down the mountain to see the doctor."

She knows that Zhong Mingwei is disabled now, and she can't even walk. She can't imagine how a lame person can send a patient down the mountain, and it's the time when the snow capped the mountain. Xiaoan only feels that his heart is filled with something. It's stuffy, it's swollen, and it's sad.

"Come on, don't let your highness wait too long." Pang Yidao pushed the door open.

"Yes." Xiao'an was so busy that she followed him into the door.

"Sir, I have already arrived." Xiao an's waiting in the outer hall, Pang Yi advanced to the bedroom to report.

"Let her in," said Zhong Mingwei faintly, looking at pangyi at the same time. "You don't have to wait here."

Pang Yi was stunned and then bowed: "yes, I'm leaving."

As soon as xiao'an heard Zhong Mingwei's voice, he was frightened again. Zhong Mingwei's voice was still as low and indifferent as before. When she didn't marry him, xiao'an thought that the voice was charming. She wished she could hear him every day. Later, she married into the east palace as she wished, but gradually, the voice became her nightmare.

"Go in. I'll wait inside." Pang Yi said to Xiao an, looking at the fine and dense sweat on her forehead, he was a little distressed, but he couldn't say anything more, so he turned around and went out.

Xiao'an took a deep breath and then withdrew the bedroom door.

"Your Highness..." However, as soon as Fu entered the bedroom and saw Zhong Mingwei, xiao'an's nose was suddenly sour, and he knelt down in front of the Kang with a "puff". When he spoke again, his voice choked, "Your Highness, you How are you doing? How are you? "

Zhong Mingwei also looked at her, a woman he couldn't remember clearly. She came in uneasily, then knelt in front of him, and then sobbed.

He thought that he had no memory of the women in the East Palace, but when he listened to xiao'an's repressed tears, he suddenly remembered the first time he saw her that year. It wasn't that he had no love for her, but that he remembered that she was 16 at that time.

Like Meiya, they met him at the age of 16.

Sixteen years old, so small, so young, so ignorant and beautiful.

Zhong Mingwei looked at the woman in front of him. For a while, he was in a trance. His 16-year-old was so far away from him.

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