The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 424: Miss Duan, I’m sorry

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"Girl, come here," Zhong Mingwei cut off Meiya's words while looking into Meiya's dark eyes, "Help me up, and I'll kowtow to our parents."

"Okay..." Meiya didn't say anything else. She went over to help Zhong Mingwei up and moved little by little to the altar table. Meiya held Zhong Mingwei's arm from the front and helped him kneel down little by little, and then Meiya Meiya also knelt beside him, and the cold muddy water soaked Meiya's velvet pants. Meiya looked at the piece of dirty snow in front of her. For some reason, her nose suddenly felt sore, and then a big hand held her. With cold hands, Meiya sniffed hard, then faced the simple altar table and whispered, "Mom and dad, this is Mingwei, my man, he is very kind to me..."

Meiya couldn't talk anymore and tried to hold back from crying, but the tears couldn't stop at all. They fell "crackling" in the dirty snow. Her thin body twitched violently. In fact, she was not Sad, she has no memory of her parents, and has never thought about what kind of life she would live if her parents were still there, let alone fantasizing about that. If possible, her living environment since she was a child has determined She is not a person who fantasizes. She is more pragmatic than anyone else and knows when to do what kind of things. Therefore, in the clothes bureau, her clothes were washed best. Later, in Yanxi Palace, she got up better every day. Everyone is early, she knows what is most important to her.

As for her parents, she might have looked forward to them when she was a child, but when she grew up, they gradually faded out of her life. She never felt that her parents meant anything to her. Yes, hers Her parents have never been involved in her life. She relies on her own hands for everything. To her, her parents are strange and distant existences.

But today, she still couldn't help but want to cry. She was so happy now. Her life with Zhong Mingwei was sweeter than honey. She was so eager to share this sweetness and happiness with others. Then she Only then did she realize that she missed her parents whom she had never met so much. She wanted them to know that she was doing well, and she wanted to thank them for giving her life, which made her marriage with Zhong Mingwei possible.

She really misses them.

"Mom and Dad, I am Mingwei," Zhong Mingwei said solemnly while throwing paper money into the brazier, "You have spirits in heaven, please watch how I treat Meiya in this life," he said At this point, he stretched out his hand to stop Meiya, who was sobbing uncontrollably, and said softly, "Come on, girl, let's kowtow to our parents."

The two of them kowtowed three times to the simple altar table. Zhong Mingwei took out a handkerchief and handed it to Meiya, but Meiya did not take it. Instead, they kowtowed three times. When Zhong Mingwei was wondering, he Listening to Meiya whispering: "Miss Duan, I'm sorry."

Yes, she is really sorry for Miss Duan. She took someone else's name, took someone else's man, and lived a good life that was not hers.

Zhong Mingwei looked at Meiya's forehead stained with dirty snow, and threw a few more pieces of paper money into the brazier.

Duan Rulan, thank you.

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The eighth day of April in the 33rd year of Jiasheng

Ninggu Pagoda.

When Pang Yi and Gu Changlin rushed back, it was already dark. Zhong Mingwei and Meiya had already fallen asleep. Hearing the noise outside, Meiya was so busy that she opened the window to look and saw a torch flashing outside. Then there was a "bang bang" knock on the door.

"It should be Pang Yi and the others who are back," Meiya lit the candle at the end of the kang and got off the kang with her clothes on. Seeing that Zhong Mingwei was about to get off, Meiya was so busy that she stopped her, "Don't I went out. It’s cold outside and the ground is slippery. I’ll just go and take a look. If anything happens, I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”

"Okay," Zhong Mingwei nodded, took the lampshade and put it on the candlestick, handed it to Meiya, and said, "You too, go and come back quickly, don't freeze."

"Okay." Meiya was so busy holding the candlestick that she went out.

"Who is it?" Meiya asked while looking outside.

"Mrs. Qichen, we are back." Pang Yi's voice came from outside.

"It's really you!" Meiya was overjoyed. She ran to the door in three steps and opened the latch. Suddenly, cold wind rushed in. Meiya was so busy that she gathered her cotton robe and opened the door. He opened the door and said to the people outside, "Come in quickly, don't freeze."