Later, news came from ningguta. Duan's daughter died unexpectedly. Zhong Mingwei married a new man. It's said that she was an ordinary peasant woman who was willing to share weal and woe with him. Everyone laughed at the prince who was once high above him. Now she married a village girl. She was the only one who silently thought about the word "share weal and woe" in her heart. Thinking about her, she laughed, and tears came out.
Is she not sharing weal and woe?
Is there anyone more willing to share weal and woe with Zhong Mingwei?
She felt extremely sad and indignant. Why did she give everything but get nothing? But why do some people get it so easily?
But she also knew that there was no justice in the world, so her mother died miserably. Xu's daughter was raised in the temple. She knew from childhood that she was just a chess piece in Xu's hand.
But why did she feel so aggrieved and unwilling? She knew her identity and situation in the morning, and knew that she could never have good results with him in the morning. However, she was always aggrieved and unwilling. Until now, she saw Meiya, a girl with thick smoke and anger all over her body. Suddenly, she did not feel aggrieved, and suddenly became reconciled.
At the end of the day, she didn't believe that someone would take care of Zhong Mingwei like her, but facing the beautiful buds with crooked eyes, she was completely relieved. She suddenly understood that what Zhong Mingwei needed was never any care and care. What he needed was a kind of strength, a kind of joy that could come out of his heart no matter as a prince or a commoner Leping's peaceful power, but she, does not have this kind of power, therefore she felt relieved.
"Don't come to see me again later," Jinghui cut off Meiya's chatter, put the pad on the table, patted Meiya's hand gently, and said, "this time is enough, don't come again, don't involve you and Mingwei for my sake," she paused, then added, "you know, I killed the fourth prince." Murderer, you and Mingwei are brother and sister-in-law of the fourth prince. At this time, we should avoid suspicion and never be noticed that we still have contact with each other, you know? "
Meiya bit her lips and looked at Jinghui. For a while, she lowered her head and whispered, "cousin, it's clear that you didn't kill the fourth prince."
"No, I killed the fourth prince," said Jing Hui with a pause. "How can I not avenge the death of my little prince? But when the imperial concubine died suddenly, I didn't even have a chance to get revenge. So I put my revenge on the imperial concubine. The third prince lives outside the palace and has a deep roots. I can't move naturally, but the fourth Prince is right under my nose. Of course, I won't let it go. "
"Cousin, Mingwei has found out the real murderer of the fourth prince. It won't be you..." Meiya's nose is sour, and she holds Jinghui's hand. When she speaks again, her voice chokes. "Cousin, it's not you at all. Mingwei and I both know that you are protecting Mingwei. That's why Meiya stands up and bears the reputation of killing the fourth prince, cousin..."
"No, I did kill the fourth prince," said Jinghui firmly, and her eyes were cold. "How can I watch her children grow up? I've planned to kill the fourth Prince for a long time. If I hadn't been caught by Jiang Bairen, I wouldn't have been involved. Hum! That Jiang Bairen is really disgusting. If I have a chance to leave the Huanyi Bureau, I will not spare him lightly! "