"Yes, then I will...take my leave first." Chen Qingxuan was so embarrassed that he couldn't even raise his head. He turned around and walked away with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
"Where's Mr. Chen?" Mei Ya came out with two bowls of bone soup. She couldn't see Chen Qingxuan anymore, and she was unhappy, "I already served him the soup."
"Forget it. He doesn't have the good taste," Zhong Mingwei said. He reached out and pulled Mei Ya to sit down. He smiled and said, "Come, let's drink our own."
"What did you talk about just now? I just went to the kitchen to get two bowls of soup. Why did he leave?" Mei Ya asked Zhong Mingwei while drinking soup.
Zhong Mingwei didn't say anything, but sighed softly and shook his head.
"What's wrong?" Meiya looked at Zhong Mingwei in confusion. She nudged the man with her elbow. "If you have something to say, just say it directly. Don't keep pretending to be so pretentious and keep people in suspense."
"I think the owner of the clothing store has a sharp look in his eyes." Zhong Mingwei said with emotion. He drank a mouthful of the bone soup and continued to sigh, "Not only sharp, but also like a blazing eye!"
"What are you talking about?" Meiya was completely confused. "What clothing store owner? Where do you get such sharp eyes?"
"It was the owner of the clothing store who gave Kong Wenmin the sachet before." Zhong Mingwei said with some difficulty, "Didn't the owner think Kong Wenmin was... a radical person and misunderstood that Kong Wenmin was buying clothes for his sweetheart. That's why he stuffed that sachet into his bag?"
"Why did you suddenly think of this? How long ago was this?" Meiya was even more puzzled. She simply put down the spoon and patted Zhong Mingwei's thigh. "Can't you just finish what you want to say in one breath? Do you really have to suffocate me to death?"
"What I mean is..." Zhong Mingwei also put down the spoon and looked at Mei Ya's anxious face. After thinking for a long time, he whispered to Mei Ya, "The shopkeeper may not have made a mistake."
Meiya: "...!!"
Zhong Mingwei looked at the little girl's eyes that were wide open and her mouth that couldn't close at all. Fearing that she might scream out accidentally, he quickly pulled her into his arms and covered her mouth, whispering in her ear, "Don't make a sound! Got it?"
Mei Ya nodded hurriedly like a chick pecking at rice, and Zhong Mingwei let go of her hand. Mei Ya hurriedly asked: "How did you know? Did you see something you shouldn't have seen? Where did you see it? When did it happen? It must be that the guard Da Kong did something shameless to Mr. Chen, right?"
The corner of Zhong Mingwei's mouth twitched: "..."
He kind of regretted telling Meiya like this.
Also, he discovered that after living with Meiya for a long time, he himself began to become a chatterbox...
Bah! Bah! Bah!
This will not happen again!
This will not happen again!
Zhong Mingwei was shouting in his heart that this would not happen again, but at the same time, he was a little impatient to get close to Mei Ya's ear and share his latest gossip with her: "Let me tell you, a few days ago, Mr. Fu..."
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August 6, the 34th year of Jiasheng.
That night.
Yongzhou.
Prince Hui.
When Liao Chongwu came in with a bowl of calming soup, Zhong Minge was reading a book under the lamp. Hearing the noise, he put down the book in his hand, watched Liao Chongwu walk towards him step by step, then put the calming soup on the table and sat down next to him.
"Drink the calming soup," Liao Chongwu blew on the bowl of calming soup and then handed it to Zhong Minge. "I'm sorry that you've been tired from the complicated military affairs these days. You haven't had a good night's sleep for several days."
"Is everything ready?" Zhong Minge took the bowl of calming soup, but did not drink it in a hurry. Instead, he stirred it with a spoon while looking at Liao Chongwu.
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