Since zhongmingwei came out of the heart nourishing hall, he just said nothing. Pangyi has been with him for so many years. At one glance, he saw that he had something to do with it. Now he asked carefully, but zhongmingwei never said a word. He was so expressionless all the time. Pangyi was worried. He knew it was a big deal. But zhongmingwei refused to say it, and naturally he did not dare to go down Asked, at present drove the carriage to deliver the person to return.

"Pang Yi, I didn't have time to cook today. Go outside and buy some food," said Meiya to Pang Yi. "By the way, you go to the Imperial Army camp and call the big Kong bodyguard to have a meal."

Zhong Mingwei entered the palace today to report the murder of the fourth prince to Zhong Zhiheng. Last night, Zhong Mingwei and Kong Wenmin and pangyi discussed it together. At this time, it should be an accident. Meiya didn't say it on the face, but he was worried. Pangyi asked him to find Kong Wenmin, and then several people discussed the countermeasures together.

"OK, then I'm here..." Pang Yi can't go on talking. He looks at Zhong Mingwei and suddenly reaches out his hand and hugs Meiya. Pangyi looks at zhongmingwei with tongue tied. Zhongmingwei and Meiya have a really good relationship, but they have never been in front of others. They are so intimate. They only make pangyi blush. Now they don't go on talking. They quickly put oil on their feet.

"Mingwei, I'm not afraid. I'm here." Meiya reaches out to gently caress Zhong Mingwei's back. She thinks that the man has something on his mind. She's very worried. She's afraid that Zhong Mingwei won't talk to him in her heart. But she can't bear to ask the truth. Zhongmingwei hugs her so tightly, thinking of asking again when he's in a better mood, but when it comes to her neck When it's humid and warm, Meiya can't hold up completely. "Mingwei, what's the matter? Mingwei, is something wrong? "

Meiya holds Zhong Mingwei's face, looks at the man's obviously sad and helpless eyes, and the snail like tears on her cheek. Meiya's heart aches so much that she can't breathe. When she opens again, her breath is unstable: "Mingwei, tell me, OK? Don't hold it in your heart, will you? Mingwei, we have agreed to share weal and woe with each other. You have also said that your own words count, haven't you? "

"Watch and cousin may be dead," said Zhong Mingwei Fu, with tears rising from his mouth. He held Meiya's shoulder, helplessly like a child. "Girl, I can't save her, i Why can't I save her? "

"What happened in the palace?" Meiya listened to him, and her complexion was dignified. Then she took Zhong Mingwei and walked into the room, saying in a deep voice, "Mingwei, don't cry, tell me all the causes and consequences carefully, maybe there is a remedy."

"No way, this time, she will definitely die," said Zhong Mingwei, who was pulled by Meiya and sat on a soft couch, while Meiya wiped his tears and said with a stiff face, "besides, she's clearly looking for her own death."

"What's the matter?" Meiya is in a hurry. She pulls a drum stool and sits in front of Zhong Mingwei. At the same time, she says, "don't drill in the dead end. Maybe I can think of a good way to save my cousin!"

Zhong Mingwei took a deep breath, and then told the whole story of what happened in the palace.

"What do you say?" Meiya's face was like a ghost. She was tongue tied for a long time. Then she went on, "is it the fourth Prince killed by the empress huifei? It's impossible. We've already found out who killed the fourth prince. Is there someone else? How can it be related to empress Hui again? "