"No need." Zhong Mingwei looked at the black cotton pants with his face sideways. In fact, he missed Ah Chou so much that he couldn't stand it. Especially at this time, but he didn't dare to see Ah Chou. He was in such a state now. How could he see Ah Chou? Would he make Ah Chou cry? The girl's typhoid fever might not be healed yet. If she was worried about him, her condition would get worse. What should he do then? So, forget it.
"But we can't leave you alone at home, can we?" Pang Yi said anxiously, but suddenly fell silent. As if he suddenly remembered something, his lips trembled a few times, and after a while, he spoke with difficulty. "Your Highness, this time An also came to Ningguta with me, and now she is living in an inn on the street. Otherwise, I will bring her over to take care of you tomorrow?"
"Anshi?" Zhong Mingwei seemed not to have heard clearly. He also seemed not to have remembered it. At this time, he was still looking at the black cotton pants with his head tilted. "What Anshi?"
"She is your former concubine, the youngest daughter of Minister of Rites An Zishang. Xiao Anshi," Pang Yi explained in a low voice, "Xiao Anshi heard that you were ill. So she asked the Queen Mother to allow her to come to Ningguta to take care of you. The Queen Mother agreed, so this time, Xiao Anshi came to Ningguta with me. I was afraid that it would be too abrupt, so I found an inn for her to stay first."
"Nonsense! What is she doing here?" Zhong Mingwei finally remembered who Xiao An was, and immediately frowned, "Hurry up and let her go back to the capital to live her life well. I'm fine and don't need her to take care of me."
Pang Yi looked at Zhong Mingwei's undisguised annoyance and felt a little relieved, but even more anxious: "But Your Highness, you can't be alone at home. Doctor Lu also said that it's best if you don't go out now. You can't be alone at home!"
"Go ask Mr. Chen if it's convenient for him to go up the mountain every day." After a pause, Zhong Mingwei said.
"Yes, yes, it's good that Mr. Chen is here. Mr. Chen is close by and is quite knowledgeable in medicine. It's most appropriate for him to come up and take care of Your Highness," Pang Yi said hurriedly, and stood up and said, "Then I will go down the mountain to talk to Mr. Chen about this matter."
"Have you bought the donkey-hide gelatin and bird's nest?" Zhong Mingwei suddenly asked.
"Oh, I bought it. I'll send it to Madam right away." Pang Yi said hurriedly.
"Wait," Zhong Mingwei said as he sat up and reached for a folded sheet from the end of the kang. He shook the sheet open, folded the cotton pants beside him and put them on top, and put the big pillow he usually used in there. He picked up the four corners of the sheet, tied a knot, and handed it to Pang Yi, "Take this with you."
This girl has been having trouble choosing a bed. She must have not been sleeping well these past few days. When Zhong Mingwei thought of the little girl curled up like a big shrimp, he felt so distressed. He wondered if changing his pillow for her would help the little girl sleep better.
Pang Yi watched Zhong Mingwei do all this and was speechless from beginning to end. He was really shocked. Not only was he shocked by Zhong Mingwei's undisguised love for the Duan girl, he was also shocked by the way Zhong Mingwei folded clothes. The prince who was once respected and honored by thousands of people now looked like an ordinary farmer, frankly folding clothes for his wife.
"And this," Zhong Mingwei took off the pendant from his neck and put it in Pang Yi's hand, saying, "Tell her to take good care of herself and not think about anything. I'm fine."
"Yes, I obey your command." Pang Yi said in a deep voice, looking at the circle-shaped pendant made of the most common black stone in his hand. He carefully stuffed the cheap pendant into his lapel, then went out with his bag.
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Jixian Book House.
When Pang Yi arrived at Jixian Book House, it was already dark. He entered the small courtyard, went up the steps, and knocked on the door "dong dong dong".
"Who is it?" Chen Qingxuan rubbed his dizzy temples and went to open the door with a frown.
Today I went to the prefectural government office for a banquet. Originally, the prefect was entertaining a group of students, so I had no plan to drink. But since Kong Wenmin came in with the wine, the situation changed drastically. Kong Wenmin kept saying that he wanted to toast the prefect, but in the end he made Chen Qingxuan drink twelve glasses of wine, and almost made Chen Qingxuan, who usually didn't drink, fall on the table. As soon as Chen Qingxuan came back, he fell on the bed and slept for two full hours. He just got up at this time, still dizzy. At this time, while going to open the door, he cursed Kong Wenmin in his heart, who always had a fake smile.
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