Yes, if Jinghui had known his plan earlier, how could Jinghui have resorted to such a desperate measure and risked her life for him?
"Mingwei." After a long silence, Meiya held the man's hand and looked at him. She struggled and hesitated in her heart. But in the end, she still spoke. "Mingwei, Concubine Hui must be deeply in love with you."
The next second, Zhong Mingwei froze. After a pause, he shook his head in disbelief: "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible."
"Why not?" Meiya sighed softly. "Ever since I heard you mention Concubine Hui in Ningguta, I actually had a vague idea of what kind of environment she grew up in and how she lived in fear every day. She lived in such a tormenting life for thirty years. She thought she was finally safe. Who knew that the Queen Mother's light words would ruin her second half of life." At this point, Meiya looked up at Zhong Mingwei. Every word was full of sadness, "Mingwei, how do you think she survived in the palace? She lived in fear for thirty years. She finally lived, obeying the Queen Mother's orders, devoting herself to a man who disgusted her, and dealing with the east wind and west wind in the harem all day long. Not only that, she also experienced the pain of losing her son. Mingwei, what on earth has supported her to this day? What belief made her risk her life for you again and again?"
Zhong Mingwei didn't say anything. He opened his eyes wide, full of regret and guilt. He clenched his hands into fists so tightly that the veins on his hands bulged. "No, it's impossible. How could it be? How could it be?"
Mei Ya looked at him like this and felt both pity and sadness.
She had long suspected that Jinghui had feelings for Zhong Mingwei. This was a woman's instinct and intuition. Although she had never met Jinghui, she could feel this woman's hidden and restrained feelings for Zhong Mingwei from everything Jinghui did. It was just that in the past, she could not confirm that Zhong Mingwei and Jinghui were cousins, and that they had a deep sibling relationship. This made Meiya feel uncomfortable and unwilling to think deeply about it. But at this moment, after hearing about Jinghui's shocking move, Meiya no longer had any confusion.
This woman, perhaps she had already become a walking corpse when she left Mount Wutai, but she still jumped into the dirty and bottomless quagmire of the capital without hesitation. She was not greedy for wealth and had no ambition. She was just for Zhong Mingwei who was suffering in Ningguta. In order to make Zhong Mingwei make a comeback, she was willing to give everything, even her own life. So what if she committed herself to an old man who made her sick? What if she joined hands with the Western King of Heping to destroy the Xu family? What if she was infamous for killing the fourth prince?
As long as it is beneficial to Zhong Mingwei, she is willing to do it.
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"I don't know. I never knew." The clenched fists gradually loosened. Zhong Mingwei covered his face and made a painful sound. "Girl, I... Why am I such a mess? How did I stay like this for so many years?"
"Now that you know, you can't pretend you don't know," Meiya took his hand away and held the man's face, "Mingwei, go and give her a good send-off, at least let her die without any regrets."
Zhong Mingwei frowned: "But girl..."
"Mingwei, she did everything she could for you, and she didn't ask for anything in return, but I hope you are responsible and know how to repay your gratitude," Meiya interrupted Zhong Mingwei and said seriously, "Mingwei, at this point, there is almost nothing you can do for her, so if there is still a chance, you must seize it, otherwise, you will not be able to live a peaceful life in this life, understand?"
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