Mei Ya felt cold all over. She knew that Xiao An was in Ningguta, so she had expected this situation. Compared with Gu Changlin's shock, she was much calmer. In addition, Zhong Mingwei did not hide the matter of Xiao An. So she felt more relaxed. After all, the two of them had been through so many ups and downs for so long. She still had confidence in Zhong Mingwei. But Zhong Mingwei suddenly changed the subject, and it seemed that he was still very concerned about Xiao An.
"You're worried about her getting into trouble, so you want to bring her here?" Meiya asked coldly, "What about the future? Do you have to keep her in front of you for the rest of your life so you don't have to worry?"
Zhong Mingwei suddenly raised his eyes to look at Meiya, as if he wanted to defend himself, but in the end he said nothing. He bit his lip in annoyance. Then he frowned and said, "No matter what, she must be my concubine. She was the most well-behaved and sensible one in the capital before. Now, she would rather abandon the wealth and prosperity of the capital and come to Ningguta to find me. How can I just ignore her? Besides, she broke up with her parents and family for me. Naturally, she can't go back to the capital, and where can I let a woman like her go?"
"Yes, as the saying goes, a friend in need is a friend indeed. If someone sticks with you, you should stick with them through thick and thin," Mei Ya sneered. Her throat was already extremely bitter, but she forced herself to hold back the tone of her voice. She stared at Zhong Mingwei's frowning brows without blinking, and then she smiled. "Fortunately, you came before the eighth day of the first lunar month, so I, the bride, can give way to the virtuous. You have finally come to an end of your hardships, so don't let me continue to suffer as a concubine. It's time to make me your wife."
"What do you mean?" Zhong Mingwei suddenly raised his head and looked at Meiya, his face full of rage. He raised his hand and overturned the small table to the ground. Amid the sound of chess pieces falling to the ground, Zhong Mingwei continued to roar, "What do you mean by a friend in need is a friend indeed? Even if it is true, it's only you and me. What are you imagining?! In this life, you are the only wife of Zhong Mingwei!"
"Yes, it's only because I've served you for a year that I'm called Madam," Mei Ya curled her lips sarcastically. She had never seen Zhong Mingwei so angry, with his facial features distorted. She was always afraid that Zhong Mingwei would be upset, so she would never make him angry. It was only now that she knew what he looked like when he was really angry. If it were any other time, Mei Ya would definitely be scared, but at this moment, Mei Ya was not afraid at all. Instead, she smiled faintly, "Pang Yi calls me Madam because I take care of you, Zhong Mingwei. Sometimes I wonder, if Miss Duan hadn't committed suicide, she would... If you were married to Ningguta, would you still care about me? Or, if you were not deposed and were still the respected prince, would you look at me more?" At this point, Meiya paused, sighed, and continued slowly, "I know what the answer is, so I always force myself not to think about it, but now I think about it, how can this be considered as thinking about it? This is such a realistic thing. With a stunning beauty like Miss Duan, how could you pay attention to an ugly girl like me? You have seen me in the palace before, but how could you ever look at me more than once?"
Zhong Mingwei's Adam's apple slid up and down a few times, as if he was enduring something. His hands in his sleeves were clenched into fists. He clenched them, unclenched them, and then suddenly clenched them again.
"When did I see you in the palace before?" Zhong Mingwei couldn't help asking. He stared at Mei Ya nervously and expectantly, but another picture appeared in front of his eyes -
"In the past, other palace maids thought that the third prince was the most handsome, and some even said it was the second prince, but I have always thought that you are the most handsome, much more handsome than them..."
"When? Girl, have you seen me before? When was it?"
"I... No, no, I-I have never seen you! Never!"
"Really? Girl, tell me, please? Tell me when you first met me. I want to know. I really want to know."
"I won't tell you, I won't tell you!"
"At that time, I...was there someone else around me?"
"Don't even think about it!"
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