Zhong Mingwei hadn't said a word since he left the Palace of Tranquil Longevity. Pang Yi had followed him for so many years that he could tell at a glance that something was wrong with him. He asked carefully, but Zhong Mingwei remained silent and expressionless. Pang Yi was anxious, knowing that something serious had probably happened to him. However, Zhong Mingwei refused to say anything, so Pang Yi naturally didn't dare to ask any more questions and drove the carriage to send him back.
"Pang Yi, I didn't have time to cook today, you can go outside and buy some food," Mei Ya said to Pang Yi, "By the way, you can stop by the Imperial Guards camp and call the guard Da Kong to have dinner with us."
Zhong Mingwei entered the palace today to report the murder of the fourth prince to Zhong Zhiheng. This was something Zhong Mingwei, Kong Wenmin and Pang Yi had discussed last night. Now it seemed that something had happened. Mei Ya didn't say anything, but she was anxious in her heart, so she asked Pang Yi to find Kong Wenmin, and then they discussed countermeasures together.
"Okay, then I will..." Pang Yi couldn't continue speaking, staring at Zhong Mingwei who suddenly stretched out his hands and hugged Mei Ya. Pang Yi was speechless. Zhong Mingwei and Mei Ya did have a very good relationship, but they had never been so intimate in front of others. Pang Yi was so embarrassed that his face turned red. He didn't say anything else and quickly slipped away.
"Mingwei, don't be afraid, I'm here," Meiya reached out and gently stroked Zhong Mingwei's back. She felt that the man was worried about something. She was very worried that Zhong Mingwei was holding it in his heart and didn't want to tell him, but she didn't have the heart to ask him about it. She just let Zhong Mingwei hold her tightly, thinking that she would ask him when he was in a better mood. But when she felt a wet and warm sensation on her neck, Meiya couldn't hold it anymore, "Mingwei, what's wrong? Mingwei, is there something wrong?"
Mei Ya held Zhong Mingwei's face, looking at his eyes that were obviously sad and helpless, and the tear marks on his cheeks that looked like snails crawling. Mei Ya was so distressed that she could hardly breathe. When she spoke again, her breath was unstable: "Mingwei, tell me, okay? Don't keep it in your heart, okay? Mingwei, we agreed to share the good and the bad, and you also said that you would keep your word, right?"
"My cousin might be dying," Zhong Mingwei started crying as soon as he opened his mouth. His tears flowed even more violently. He held Mei Ya's shoulders tightly, helpless like a child. "Girl, I can't save her. I...why can't I save her?"
"What happened in the palace?" Mei Ya's face immediately became serious when she heard him say that. Then she pulled Zhong Mingwei into the house and said in a deep voice, "Mingwei, don't cry first. Tell me the whole story in detail. Maybe there is a way to remedy the situation."
"Impossible, this time, she will definitely die," Zhong Mingwei was pulled by Meiya to sit on the couch. While Meiya wiped his tears, he said with a stiff face, "Besides, she is clearly seeking death."
"What happened?" Mei Ya was anxious. She pulled a drum stool and sat in front of Zhong Mingwei, saying, "Don't just keep going down a dead end. Tell me something. Maybe I can think of a good way to save my cousin!"
Zhong Mingwei took a deep breath and then recounted the whole story of what had just happened in the Yangxin Palace.
"What did you say?" Mei Ya looked as if she had seen a ghost. She was speechless for a long time before she continued, "It was Concubine Hui who killed the Fourth Prince? That's impossible. Didn't we already find out that someone else killed the Fourth Prince? How did this matter get linked to Concubine Hui again?"
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