She couldn't bear to watch him have another woman by his side, nor could she bear to see him split his heart in two, and then she would always worry about whether her half was bigger or Xiao An's half was bigger.
In the past, she had never thought about getting married, but later, he said she could think about it, but later, she didn't think about it anymore.
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Meiya stared at the yellow silk thread drifting farther and farther away. She just stared at it blankly until it disappeared from view.
"Girl! Girl! What are you doing?!" Chen Qingxuan saw Mei Ya squatting by the river with disheveled hair from a distance, and was so scared that his soul almost left his body.
Meiya has been in a bad mood these past two days. She always keeps her head down and doesn't say a word. Even Grandma Chen noticed something was wrong. She asked Chen Qingxuan to keep an eye on Meiya. Chen Qingxuan has always been worried about her. When he woke up this morning, he found that Meiya was gone. Chen Qingxuan was shocked at first. Then he thought that Meiya might have gone home. He sat in Meiya's room for a while. He felt indescribably sad, but suddenly he saw the hairpin that Meiya had pinned on her head when she came that night on the windowsill. Chen Qingxuan immediately sat up from the bed and chased after her. He was not sure where Meiya had gone, but he subconsciously looked for her along the river, and he found Meiya upstream.
"Mr. Chen. Why are you here?" Mei Ya heard the voice, turned her head and saw Chen Qingxuan running towards her. She wiped her face hurriedly and stood up from the ground.
"Girl, what are you doing?" After confirming that Mei Ya was fine, Chen Qingxuan was relieved. He took a few puffs and looked at Mei Ya worriedly, "You disappeared so early in the morning. I was scared."
"Nothing, I just couldn't sleep, so I thought I'd go to the river to pick some reed leaves to take back," Meiya explained, kicking the bamboo basket at her feet, "Isn't tomorrow the Dragon Boat Festival?"
"Then why didn't you tell me too? You don't know how worried I was when I couldn't see you so early in the morning..." Chen Qingxuan said, looking at Meiya's hair flying in the wind. Without thinking, he reached out to smooth Meiya's hair, but Meiya took two steps back and avoided Chen Qingxuan's hand.
Chen Qingxuan let go of his hand awkwardly, took out the hairpin from his arms and handed it to Meiya, saying, "I saw it on your windowsill, so I brought it to you."
"Thank you, Mr. Chen." Mei Ya took the hairpin, but did not tie her hair up. She held it tightly in her hand. She did not know how to use it to tie her hair. Zhong Mingwei used to tie her hair. This ordinary hairpin could be flexibly moved through her hair in Zhong Mingwei's hand to tie such long hair well behind her head. However, she was very clumsy and could never learn it well. She was also unwilling to learn it, for she was always worried that if she learned it, Zhong Mingwei would not tie her hair anymore.
Mei Ya looked at the hairpin in her hand, thinking about her past little thoughts, and couldn't help but curl her lips and smile.
This was the first time Chen Qingxuan saw Mei Ya smile in the past few days. Even though there was a hint of bitterness in that smile, Chen Qingxuan couldn't help but curl his lips and said, "Girl, I know where there are reeds. Come on, I'll take you to pick some reed leaves."
"Okay." Mei Ya nodded, stuffed the hairpin into her arms, and was about to get the bamboo basket, but she saw Chen Qingxuan bending down to pick it up from the ground. Mei Ya then followed Chen Qingxuan and continued to swim upstream.
"Girl, what fillings are there in the rice dumplings in the capital?" Meiya kept her head down and walked without saying a word, so Chen Qingxuan could only make small talk, "Is it the same as ours in Ningguta, with glutinous rice and dates?"
"In the capital, there are also glutinous rice and jujube dumplings, red bean dumplings, and raisins," Mei Ya said. In fact, what good dumplings can a palace maid eat? Fortunately, Eunuch Xie always left some good things for her to satisfy her cravings, so she could often eat some good things that ordinary palace maids could not eat. "There are also duck egg yolk dumplings and bacon dumplings, but these dumplings are from the south, not sweet, but salty."
"Salty rice dumplings?" Chen Qingxuan was surprised. "Are they delicious?"
"It's delicious. I think sweet ones are too greasy. I prefer salty ones," Mei Ya said, looking at Chen Qingxuan sideways and smiling, "I remember that we still have some salted pork pickled by Grandma Chen at home. How about we make some different rice dumplings this year?"
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