"They are fine. The nanny just fed them and they are sleeping now. When they wake up, I will have someone bring them to you," Zhong Mingwei explained softly, while watching the palace servants bring in the food. Zhong Mingwei was busy helping Mei Ya to sit up. Seeing that Mei Ya was a little weak, he sat directly behind Mei Ya. Letting Mei Ya lean on his arms, he kissed Mei Ya's slightly messy hair and said. "Girl, don't worry, there is more than just the nanny. Madam Pang and Madam Qin are also taking turns to look after the babies. You should rest well and take good care of yourself."
The palace servants moved a small table and placed it on the bed, then put the food on it. Zhong Mingwei waved at them. Then they bowed and left. Zhong Mingwei personally served Meiya the meal. Meiya didn't have a big appetite. After drinking a bowl of bamboo shoots and chicken soup and eating a small bowl of hand-rolled noodles, she couldn't eat anymore. Zhong Mingwei was still urging Meiya: "Eat that fried egg too."
"I'm really full and can't eat anymore," Meiya looked at the remaining poached egg in the bowl of noodles and said listlessly, "I really don't want to eat anymore."
"Be good, it's just a fried egg. I was afraid you couldn't finish it, so I picked the smallest one." Zhong Mingwei was still negotiating with his wife in a kind way.
"...Is this the fried egg you cooked yourself?" Mei Ya heard something else. She stared at the fried egg in the bowl, then looked at the man with an embarrassed expression, "Then...what about the dough? Did you roll it out too?"
"Is it delicious?" Zhong Mingwei looked at Mei Ya with some embarrassment and expectation, rubbing his hands and saying, "This is my first time rolling noodles, I'm afraid you won't find it delicious."
"Why are you rolling noodles for no reason?" Meiya was very surprised. "Aren't there plenty of cooks in the palace? Why do you need to do it yourself? Besides, aren't you afraid that it will be spread out and damage the emperor's dignity?"
"What do you mean he's the emperor or not? Once he's inside this door, he's your man, isn't he?" Zhong Mingwei said with a smile. He paused, then stroked Mei Ya's face and said seriously, word by word, "Girl, every year on this day, I will roll noodles for you myself."
"Why?" Meiya was even more puzzled, "Why do you have to make noodles for me today? It's not a special day."
"Why isn't it a special day? This morning, when you woke up, we became a family of four. This is the most special day for the four of us," Zhong Mingwei said softly, wiping the sweat from Mei Ya's nose with his fingertips, and then said, "Girl, from now on this day will be considered your birthday, okay?"
"Okay," Mei Ya looked at the man's tender eyes, and couldn't help but feel a sudden soreness in her nose. She raised her head and held back her tears. She wouldn't cry on such a good day. After calming down, she looked at Zhong Mingwei with a smile and smiled slyly, "From now on, I will also have a birthday. If you dare to forget or prepare a gift, I don't care. Just wait and see how I deal with you!"
"I just like being picked up by you," Zhong Mingwei laughed softly, with fine lines on the corners of his eyes. He kissed Mei Ya's cheek, then looked at the lonely poached egg in the bowl and asked Mei Ya hesitantly, "Can you really not eat anymore?"
"Well, I'm in a good mood now and can barely eat a couple of bites. Of course, if you serve me well, a fried egg is no problem at all." Mei Ya hummed, and then Zhong Mingwei hurriedly brought the bowl to her with a smile on his face, and diligently served Mei Ya to eat the fried egg.
After Mei Ya finished her meal, she leaned comfortably on the soft pillow. Then she watched Zhong Mingwei sitting next to her and eating up the remaining food with her bowl and chopsticks. She was still not full, so she asked the palace maid to bring in a large bowl of noodles.
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