"Then I'll go to the kitchen to see if the abortion-preserving medicine is ready." Zhong Mingwei was so busy that he was about to get out of bed, but was stopped by Mei Ya. He turned his head and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
"Mingwei, can you ask someone to go to Baiweizhai to buy me some hawthorn cake? I've been craving for it these past two days." Meiya said coquettishly.
"Okay, I'll tell someone to go right away," Zhong Mingwei said with a smile. He pulled the quilt for Mei Ya and said softly, "From now on, Madam, just tell me what you want to eat. Don't be so sneaky and embarrassed."
"Empress!" Suddenly, Xiao An's voice came from outside.
"Sister An, please come in," Mei Ya hurriedly responded, pushing Zhong Mingwei, "You should get out quickly! I want to have a private talk with Sister An!"
Zhong Mingwei looked unhappy: "Is there anything private that you have to tell her and not me?"
"Who wants to talk to an old man like you about personal matters?" Mei Ya glared at him with disdain and waved her hand, "Hurry up and leave! Don't delay my conversation with Sister An!"
The corner of Zhong Mingwei's mouth twitched: "..."
"Your Highness, your humble servant has greeted His Majesty!" Xiao An came in with a food box and almost bumped into Zhong Mingwei. She hurriedly bowed and said, "Your Highness, your humble servant congratulates His Majesty! Congratulations to His Majesty!"
"Get up," Zhong Mingwei looked at the lunch box in her hand and asked casually, "What are you carrying?"
"Oh, after hearing Pang Yi's story about your majesty's pregnancy, I hurried to Baiweizhai to buy some hawthorn cakes, as well as some of your madam's favorite cakes, and brought them to you as snacks," Xiao An said hurriedly, unable to hold back her smile. "You madam didn't like sour food before, but these days she suddenly likes hawthorn cakes. I thought it was strange, but I didn't know it was because of such a happy event. I'm so happy."
"You see, I am the most considerate sister An, right?" Mei Ya glared at Zhong Mingwei and said with more disdain, "What are you doing standing in the room like a wooden stake? Get out quickly, sister An and I are going to eat cakes."
The corners of Zhong Mingwei's mouth twitched even more: "...Okay, tell me if you want to eat anything."
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February 17th, the first year of Tianding.
Imperial study.
"Master Pang, I wonder why the Emperor summoned me?" He Chengzhi followed Pang Yi towards the imperial study nervously. Looking at the row of sword-wielding guards standing in front of the imperial study from a distance, He Chengzhi felt indescribable uneasiness in his heart.
Ever since he won the title of martial arts champion last month and Zhong Mingwei summoned him once, he has not paid any attention to him since then, let alone any appointment decree. Instead, several of his defeated generals have been resettled, either in the Ministry of War or sent out of the capital to take up posts. He, the martial arts champion, has been wandering around. He Chengzhi has been staying in the rented small house for more than half a month, his neck has become so long with waiting. Today, he finally received the decree to enter the palace to meet the emperor, and he was naturally happy and uneasy.
"You'll know when you get there," Pang Yi turned his head to look at He Chengzhi. Seeing He Chengzhi's uneasy face, he reached out and patted He Chengzhi's shoulder, saying, "Brother He, you don't need to worry so much. The emperor values you very much, so he must make good arrangements for your future, which is why he has been delayed for so long."
"I dare not!" He Chengzhi hurriedly bowed and said. Hearing Pang Yi calling him Brother He, he couldn't help feeling a little nervous. Pang Yi had always treated him well, but he never thought that he would hear Pang Yi call him brother.
"Come in." When they arrived at the door of the imperial study, Pang Yi patted He Chengzhi on the shoulder again, motioning him to go in.
"Yes." He Chengzhi nodded, then bowed and entered the imperial study.
"It's true that things change all the time. I didn't expect to meet He Chengzhi again in the capital," Kong Wenmin walked in from outside, watching He Chengzhi enter the imperial study, and shook his head at Pang Yi with a smile, "I never thought that He Chengzhi could become the top martial arts scholar, and now he has won my favor. It's true that when you've been away for three days, you should look at him with new eyes."
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