"I'm not unhappy, I just knew it was a matter of time, so there's no need to be excited." Zhong Mingwei said slowly, while curling his lips towards Mei Ya.
"Really?" Meiya narrowed her eyes, looking unconvinced, "Is it really that easy?"
"That's right. I have been such a calm person since I was young. Isn't it just being an emperor? What's there to be happy about?" Zhong Mingwei raised his chin a little proudly, then turned around and walked into the big tent.
"This guy is getting more and more arrogant..." Mei Ya stared at Zhong Mingwei's back with disdain for a long time, and then reluctantly followed him into the big tent. As soon as she entered, she was hugged around the waist. She was shocked, but before she could shout out, her mouth was blocked by someone.
"You..." Mei Ya struggled desperately in the man's arms, but her strength was no match for the man's, so she couldn't get free. Mei Ya was so angry that she used her hands and feet, and even her teeth, and finally pushed the man away. As soon as she was free, Mei Ya hurriedly ran to drink tea and rinse her mouth, while cursing the man in a vague way, "You're going to die! I dipped so much garlic in the dumplings just now... Zhong Mingwei, why are you so messed up!"
Zhong Mingwei covered his mouth, tears welling up in pain. He looked at his little girl gargling while glaring at him, feeling sad and bitter: "You're better off with six than five?!"
"What do you mean by 'six or five or five'? Speak properly!" Mei Ya rinsed her mouth and poured a cup of tea for Zhong Mingwei while glaring at him. "You are about to become the emperor, but you have to stop talking nonsense all the time, as if you are afraid that others don't know that you still have a glorious time in the Northeast."
"What do you mean by scum? I mean you are better than me again?!" The pain on the tip of his tongue had gone away, but Zhong Mingwei's voice got louder. He glared at Mei Ya and said, "You disliked me for eating mashed garlic, but you didn't eat any? I don't dislike you, but you dislike me. I knew you would dislike me because I am older than you..."
Mei Ya looked at the sad-looking yellow-faced man in front of her with a look of hesitation on her face. After listening to him rambling on and on, she couldn't help herself in the end. She held Zhong Mingwei's face with her hands and stared at him and said, "Zhong Mingwei, where does your sense of crisis come from? Do you think there is a better and more perfect man around me? To the point that you are always worried that I will abandon you? Tell me, who is this person?"
"What are you thinking about all day, little girl? How could there be anyone better and more perfect than your man in this world?" Zhong Mingwei immediately stopped being sad and rubbed Mei Ya's nose with a smile, saying smugly, "Besides, I'm the emperor, hehe! Long live the emperor!"
Meiya's mouth twitched: "...Didn't you say you weren't excited at all and were unmoved by anything?"
"I have to say this outside, otherwise those brats will look down on me. Now it's different. We can close the door and there's no need to pretend," Zhong Mingwei said with a chuckle, then leaned over and kissed Mei Ya's lips, saying flatteringly, "Girl, what kind of phoenix crown and robe do you want? I'll have someone prepare it for you tomorrow. Let me tell you... um!"
"You..." Mei Ya couldn't stand it anymore and covered Zhong Mingwei's mouth with her hands, "If you dare to say another word before rinsing your mouth, you'll be fine!"
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August 16, 1934
Zhong Mingwei announced his succession to the throne at the morning court and appointed his wife Zhong as the Empress.
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Imperial study.
The morning court on the first day lasted from dawn to afternoon. The ministers kept reporting one after another, and Zhong Mingwei listened patiently without saying much, letting these ministers chatter endlessly. These ministers had been troubled by Zhong Mingzheng for a while, and some were sick at home or requested to resign. Now that Zhong Mingwei was here, those who were sick recovered and those who wanted to resign and return to the countryside were full of energy again. So this first day of the court was very lively. After the court was finally dismissed, Zhong Mingwei was still busy. Chen Qingxuan and Fu Jiayou were not idle either. They were in the imperial study, helping Zhong Mingwei sort out the mountains of memorials.
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