Mei Ya has always doted on Xiao Nianqin. Whenever Xiao An came to the palace, she would ask her to bring Xiao Nianqin with her. If she hadn't seen Xiao Nianqin for a few days, Mei Ya would nag about it. If there were any delicious or fun things in the palace, she would have someone send them to Pang Yi's mansion as soon as possible. Although Xiao Nianqin is still young and can't eat or play anything, Mei Ya loves him. Mei Ya did all these things behind Zhong Mingwei's back, for fear that Zhong Mingwei would think too much. But how could Zhong Mingwei not know? It was as if Mei Ya was devoted to him. Just like Mei Ya, Zhong Mingwei's mind was also on her, so Zhong Mingwei felt really bad. He knew from a long time ago that Mei Ya liked children, and for a useless man like him, she had given up the idea of being a mother in this life. Zhong Mingwei felt guilty towards Mei Ya, but he had no way to make up for it, so he never talked about these things with Mei Ya. Even though he had been taking medicine during this period, he did not dare to have any extravagant hopes. But now it was different. What Qin Chong said to him just now made Zhong Mingwei feel that he was a completely different person.
"I like him. Xiao Nianqin is so cute, white and chubby. Xiao Nianqin likes me too. He will cry when others hug him, but he will smile at me when I hug him. Even Sister Qingtong..." Meiya squinted her eyes and smiled, but she suddenly fell silent. She looked like a child who suddenly realized that she had done something wrong. Her eyes were full of guilt and apology. She looked at Zhong Mingwei timidly, then leaned over and rubbed his face, whispering, "Compared to Xiao Nianqin, I still like you more."
Zhong Mingwei laughed in silence: "Why? Are you still worried that a man of my age will be jealous of a little kid?"
"Yeah, I'm worried to death." Seeing that Zhong Mingwei was fine, Mei Ya let out a breath and put another meatball into Zhong Mingwei's mouth, saying, "Try it and see if it tastes good. I always think it's not as good as the ones fried by Grandma Chen."
"I think it tastes very good," Zhong Mingwei nodded as he ate the carrot meatballs in his mouth, "It's many times better than what the imperial kitchen makes."
"That means Sister An made good stuffing and Sister Qingtong cooked well. You have to reward them with something good later," Meiya laughed. She ate a meatball and said vaguely, "I think the jade jewelry that Annan paid as tribute is pretty good. I don't have three heads and six arms, so I can't wear them all."
"Okay, I'll listen to you," Zhong Mingwei nodded, leaned over and kissed Meiya's greasy lips, and said with a smile, "You asked for rewards for them, why don't you ask for some for yourself as well?"
"Is it necessary?" Mei Ya looked down at Zhong Mingwei, looking at him as if he were a mentally retarded child. "I manage the private treasury. I hold all the messy deeds to the manors, banks, tea gardens, and mines outside. I personally manage the annual income, so do you think your small reward will be accepted by me?"
The next second, Zhong Mingwei suddenly fell into Mei Ya's arms, begging pitifully: "Madam, can you give me a bigger red envelope tomorrow morning?"
"Okay," Meiya laughed, lying on the man's back, and whispered, "Let's see how you perform tonight."
The man under her immediately became full of fighting spirit: "Please rest assured, Madam. I will definitely do my best! I will definitely serve you to the heavens and the earth..."
"Shut up! This is not what a true dragon emperor should say!" Mei Ya quickly scolded with a red face.
"How are you, the Queen, any better than me... Ouch!" The True Dragon Emperor was full of grievances, but before he could finish his words, he was slapped on the back. He dared not complain anymore, but kept mumbling to himself with a resentful look on his face.
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