"Zhong Mingwei, please don't be silent!" Mei Ya's crying became louder. She was more afraid of Zhong Mingwei who was silent at this moment than the furious Zhong Mingwei just now. She was really panicked. She didn't care that Pang Yi was outside at the moment, she made up her mind. Holding Zhong Mingwei's face, she couldn't wait to find Zhong Mingwei's lips. "Zhong Mingwei, Zhong Mingwei, you...you always wanted, wanted...wanted it. I'll give you..."
The girl's dry and cold lips pressed against his. Zhong Mingwei felt as if he had been hit by a blow. He suddenly turned his face away. He avoided Mei Ya. Then he stretched out his hand and grabbed Mei Ya's hand. He tried his best not to let his hand tremble, but when he spoke again, his voice was hoarse: "Girl. Don't be like this..."
"What else can I do?" Mei Ya held her head. She sat down on the kang and cried. "Zhong Mingwei, you... don't leave me. Please, don't drive me away. I will be obedient in the future. You... I will do whatever you ask me to do. You can take whoever you want into the room in the future. I will definitely not..."
"I'm going back to the capital." Suddenly, Zhong Mingwei interrupted Mei Ya.
"What?" Mei Ya was startled, and suddenly looked up at Zhong Mingwei. However, it was so dark in the room that she couldn't see clearly. She could only barely see a vague outline, a cold and dark figure. Mei Ya shivered all over, "Zhong Mingwei, what did you say?"
"I'm going back to the capital." Zhong Mingwei said it again, more decisively and impatiently than before.
"What do you mean by return to the capital?" Meiya asked blankly, "Didn't you say before that you would never be able to return in this lifetime?"
"My father is so kind that he summoned me back to the capital for treatment. After I recover... he will also enclose land for me and make me a king. I will certainly not let him down," Zhong Mingwei said slowly, paused, and continued, "Thanks to the Minister of Rites An Zishang for pleading for me in front of my father. I will repay his kindness. After returning to the capital, I will help An become the legitimate heir."
"What about me?" Mei Ya's mind was completely empty, and her head was buzzing. Zhong Mingwei was leaving. Zhong Mingwei was leaving Ningguta.
"You?" Zhong Mingwei sighed softly, with an undisguised regret in his tone, "If you were an ordinary woman, it would be fine. I would be willing to take you back to Beijing. After all, I have met you. You are rare and likable. However, you were born a slave, so it is not convenient to take you back to Beijing. But don't worry too much. Nanshan Villa will be left to you. No matter what, you have taken care of me a lot this year, and I am very grateful to you in my heart."
"Just... just gratitude?" Mei Ya asked with trembling lips. When she said this, her whole body went cold. She had never felt so cold before. She had never felt so cold even when she went down the mountain to fetch water in the winter. Mei Ya bit her lips tightly, trying to stop herself from shivering so much, but she couldn't stop at all. "Zhong Mingwei, you are just... just grateful to me?"
After a long silence, Zhong Mingwei sighed, "Girl, I remember you said before that only in Ningguta can we have a chance. Once we leave Ningguta, there will be no chance for us. So, what do you think?"
"Zhong Mingwei!" Mei Ya suddenly yelled, and stepped forward to grab the front of Zhong Mingwei's lapel. She looked at Zhong Mingwei's face and gritted her teeth and said, "I want you to tell me in person that you are only grateful to me! You have only been grateful to me from the beginning! Say it!"
Zhong Mingwei breathed hard, he never knew breathing was so difficult, Meiya's face was right within reach, her breath was spraying on his face, they were so close, as long as he moved closer, he could kiss Meiya's lips, such distance, such intimacy, used to be the source of their daily joy, but at this moment, he didn't dare to even look at Meiya, it was obviously dark in the room, he couldn't see anything, but even so, he still didn't dare, he was like a coward, he could only bluff in the darkness.
"Girl, don't be sad." After a long while, Zhong Mingwei finally spoke, with sighs and reluctance in every word. "Just think of it as listening to a story, as experiencing the lessons of Zhang Sheng, or Chen Shimei. Since you have seen his true colors, hide away quickly. The farther away the better. Fortunately, I, Chen Shimei, am leaving and will never bother you again, girl..."
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