Yes, except for building a swing for her in the courtyard and leaving, he really couldn't do anything for her anymore, although he had wanted to do so many things for her, so many things he wanted to experience and accomplish with her, but in the end, there was no chance.
Pang Yi also fell silent. He followed Zhong Mingwei's gaze and looked at the wooden comb. His nose suddenly felt sore, and he quickly turned his face away.
Zhong Mingwei reached out and took the wooden comb, gently stroking the dense teeth with his fingertips. A faint smile appeared on his face: "It's a pity that I can't comb her hair when she gets married."
"Master, please...please stop talking." Pang Yi really couldn't bear to hear any more. The big, strong man was fearless, but he couldn't bear to hear such frivolous words. He wiped his face in a hurry. He stood up and bowed to Zhong Mingwei and said, "Master, since you have made up your mind, I will accompany you back to the capital."
"You stay." Zhong Mingwei looked at Pang Yi, "Stay in Ningguta."
Pang Yi was startled, then he knelt down in front of the kang with a plop. He looked at Zhong Mingwei and said every word from the bottom of his heart: "Master, I know you love me, but Master, I have been with you since I was a child, and I have always believed that you are my master in this life. Pang Yi's life in this life belongs to you, so Master, please, whether it is Ningguta or the capital, please take me with you. Although I don't have an official position now, I am still alert. It would be good for you to keep me by your side to take care of me."
"Pang Yi, it's not that I don't want you. You stay and take care of Madam. Taking care of Madam is the same as taking care of me," Zhong Mingwei said slowly, while patting the back of Pang Yi's hand, and then slowly said, "When Madam finds a good man, you should get married. The remaining two thousand taels of silver can be regarded as my gift to you. It will be worthwhile for us to meet each other."
"Master! This is impossible! I can't live a peaceful life hiding here knowing that you are suffering in the capital!" Pang Yi shook his head vigorously, wiping the tears from his face, and choked up, "Master, I will accompany you through mountains of swords and seas of fire, and I beg you to have mercy and let me follow you..."
"If you go back to the capital, what about An?" Zhong Mingwei sighed and interrupted Pang Yi's words. He didn't want to say this in front of Pang Yi, but it had come to this point and he couldn't help but say it. Zhong Mingwei looked at Pang Yi's face, which was stiff with shock, and sighed again, then continued, "Although I am in Ningguta now and have no eyes or ears in the capital, I can still guess why An came to Ningguta." At this point, Zhong Mingwei paused, took out the handkerchief and handed it to Pang Yi, and continued, "And why didn't you send her back to the capital? I thought you were worried that my leg disease had not healed, but when you brought her up the mountain that day, I realized that there was actually another reason."
That morning, Zhong Mingwei saw Xiao An, whom he had not seen for a long time. He had not seen Xiao An for a long time. When he saw her for the first time, he was in a trance for a while. In his memory, Xiao An was flamboyant and arrogant, like a colorful butterfly, beautiful and arrogant. Such a woman is undoubtedly fatally attractive to men, but for the high and mighty Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace, it is not necessarily the case. How can the poor Crown Prince, who is struggling to support himself in front of the emperor all day, tolerate such an eye-catching woman in his harem? So before Zhong Mingwei could take notice of her, she was imprisoned in the backyard by Crown Princess Ding.
So he probably hadn't seen Xiao An for five or six years. The girl who was as gorgeous and flamboyant as a butterfly had grown into an even more beautiful person now, but she seemed like a different person. How flamboyant she was before, how reserved she was now. She bowed and greeted Zhong Mingwei properly, with gentleness and peace in her eyes. This gentleness and peace was not innate. It was not until Xiao An stammered and asked if he could write her a letter of divorce after she accompanied him in this play that Zhong Mingwei understood where the change in Xiao An came from.
"Master..." Pang Yi's lips trembled. He had imagined this scene before and had prepared a lot of words. However, facing the calm Zhong Mingwei at this moment, he couldn't utter a word. Whether he asked Zhong Mingwei for his fulfillment or for his punishment, he really couldn't say a word.
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