Chapter 91 A Misplaced Trust! The Brother Kneels Down to Apologize to Another
“For me, nowhere is better than the Meng family. Brother, do you know that I can eat roasted sweet potatoes here every night?”
Meng Yanzhi smiled gently, but as she spoke these words, her heart ached terribly.
"What do you mean by that?" Meng Anfeng looked at Meng Yanzhi with a puzzled expression.
His lack of understanding deeply stung Meng Yanzhi.
"How could someone like you understand? You are the only son of the Meng family, the Meng family's treasure. You are incomparable to me." Meng Yanzhi smiled coldly.
"You wouldn't understand that to get a decent meal, I have to chop wood, fetch water, and clean the kitchen and every corner of the house. You also wouldn't understand that for a roasted sweet potato, I was beaten until my skin was torn and bleeding. What could someone like you possibly understand? What could you possibly know?"
As Meng Yanzhi spoke, she suddenly laughed, but her heart was weeping and bleeding!
Meng Anfeng simply didn't understand what Meng Yanzhi meant by saying all this. He frowned and asked, "What are you talking about? Who treated you like this?" Sure enough, he knew nothing at all!
Looking at his innocent expression, Meng Yanzhi suddenly burst out laughing.
"Brother, you know what? Sometimes I really envy you. I wish I could be like you, just as innocent, just as loved."
“When I was in the countryside, I could go up the mountain to collect herbs and go down to the river to catch fish. But in the Meng family, I can only be beaten, scolded and despised. I can’t get enough to eat or wear, and they still say that I’ve taken advantage of your Meng family. But why?”
"My brother, my dear brother, have you ever thought that I am a person, a living, breathing person, a person of flesh and blood? I also feel pain, I also feel sadness!"
In her previous life, Meng Yanzhi had wanted to voice these grievances countless times.
But now, Meng Yanzhi could say it so calmly. Looking at the impatience in Meng Anfeng's eyes, Meng Yanzhi felt that she was really superfluous.
"Forget it, you wouldn't understand any of this even if I told you."
"Why did you come to see me?"
Meng Yanzhi felt that she really shouldn't have said these things to him. People who care about her will care about her even if she doesn't say anything, and it's pointless to say anything to people who don't care.
Seeing Meng Yanzhi's appearance, Meng Anfeng frowned: "It's because of Xian'er. Her reputation is ruined now. I hope you can clarify things and be more harmonious with her in public."
It turns out it was all for Meng Anxian.
"Okay, I understand."
"I still have a lot of errands to run, you should go first."
Meng Yanzhi readily agreed, then walked past Meng Anfeng and into the small kitchen.
She took a rag and began cleaning the stove. Actually, she had already wiped it carefully in the morning and it was very clean, but now Meng Yanzhi wanted to wipe it again.
"I will also apologize to Mingchu and clarify things for her. It was a misunderstanding; she did not seduce me!"
Meng Anfeng didn't know what was wrong with him, but suddenly spoke to Meng Yanzhi's back.
Just then, Mingchu walked in from outside.
Meng Anfeng strode forward and bowed respectfully to Ming Chu: "Miss Ming Chu, I misunderstood you about the handkerchief incident. I apologize to you. I'm sorry!"
Ming Chu froze on the spot, not knowing what to do for a moment. Almost instinctively, he looked at Meng Yanzhi and asked, "Young Miss?"
Meng Yanzhi turned around and looked at Meng Anfeng's proper bowing. Her heart ached. She never expected that he would go to such lengths for Meng Anxian.
"Young Master, you don't need to do this. This servant cannot accept such a favor." Ming Chu immediately came to her senses and hurriedly spoke up.
Seeing this, Meng Anfeng immediately took off the gold ring on his hand and stuffed it into Mingchu's hand: "I'm sorry for making you suffer so much."
"No...it's nothing." Mingchu held the gold ring, feeling as if it weighed a million pounds.
Meng Anfeng glanced at Meng Yanzhi, then strode outside without looking back.
Watching his retreating figure, Meng Yanzhi clenched the rag in her hand and then vigorously wiped the stove, tears streaming down her face.
"Miss, why are you crying? Miss, are you alright?" Ming Chu immediately stepped forward, feeling extremely distressed upon seeing Meng Yanzhi's condition: "Miss?"
Meng Yanzhi waved her hand and then said calmly, "I'm fine, I just felt I should tidy up the room!"
After saying that, Meng Yanzhi continued working.
She didn't leave the small kitchen all day, making more than twenty kinds of desserts. By the end of the day, she was so tired that she couldn't even lift her arms.
Seeing that the tea and snacks in front of him had been changed four or five times, Xiao Xingyuan finally couldn't sit still any longer.
"What happened over at the small kitchen?" Xiao Xingyuan frowned and looked at Wang Huanhai.
Wang Huanhai wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "This servant doesn't know what happened either. Miss Meng made more than twenty kinds of pastries, and there are still many in the small kitchen that haven't been served yet."
so much?
Xiao Xingyuan frowned and looked at Wang Huanhai: "Go and investigate, see what she's doing."
Meng Yanzhi packed up the pastries and had the maid Tanyun from the small kitchen deliver them to the various palaces so that the ladies could have a good taste.
She was exhausted, so she sat on a small stool in the small kitchen, resting her chin on her hand and lost in thought.
Hanliu Palace.
Looking at the sweet-smelling pastries on the table, Consort Liu smiled slightly: "This Meng Yanzhi really knows how to get things done!"
"Your Highness, these are pastries from the Emperor's small kitchen. It must be the Emperor's idea, right? How could a mere lady-in-waiting make such a big decision?" The maid Xiao Tao beside Consort Liu smiled and looked at her.
Consort Liu glanced at her, then said calmly, "I'm afraid this matter is not as simple as you think. Go and find out what really happened."
"Yes, I'll go right away."
The Glass Palace.
"Meng Yanzhi is so sensible!"
"Look at these pastries, they are all my favorites, they are so delicious!"
When Consort Wang saw these pastries, her eyes crinkled with delight, and she immediately stuffed them into her mouth, thoroughly enjoying them.
Zhao Bailu also picked up a piece of pastry, put it in her mouth, and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, I told you that letting Rouge enter the palace was a good thing, didn't I?"
"It is indeed a good thing, but it would be great if we could make more meat. I still prefer to eat meat."
"During the White Dew season, you've been coming to the palace so often. Are you just here to freeload?"
Consort Wang looked at Zhao Bailu with a smile.
Zhao Bailu looked at Consort Wang somewhat shyly and said softly, "Your Majesty, I'm here to freeload, but I'd also like to see Rouge, is that alright?"
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