After finishing the last horizontal stroke, Zhong Mingwei stood up and looked at the joyous character "囍" on the big red paper in front of him. He was very satisfied and put down the brush immediately, looking at Pang Yi who looked nervous: "Got it."
Pang Yi's eyes lit up immediately: "Then I will bring her to pay my respects to you and your wife tomorrow."
Since Zhong Mingwei had already explained the whole story to Mei Ya, Pang Yi naturally had no worries. He was so excited that he couldn't hide it. He rubbed his hands and kept muttering, "It's good that Madam knows, it's good that she knows."
Zhong Mingwei looked at his useless appearance and wanted to laugh at him. But seeing the fine lines on the corners of Pang Yi's eyes, he didn't laugh. This man had been with him since he was a child. He was loyal. In the past, he went to southern Xinjiang alone to fight for him. He gave up his career as an official. He was willing to stay in a desolate place like Ningguta to accompany him. Zhong Mingwei felt indescribable gratitude and indebtedness to Pang Yi. Seeing him like this at this time, he was even more moved. He poured a cup of tea and handed it to Pang Yi, and whispered to Pang Yi: "Yesterday, the girl discussed with me that when you get married, I will find a house for you. I will never let you two down."
"Master..." Pang Yi's eyes suddenly turned red. A seven-foot-tall man who had fought in the battlefield for so many years, what was there to be afraid of? But he couldn't stand such heart-piercing words. He stood up and took two steps back, while respectfully bowing deeply to Zhong Mingwei, "Thank you Master and Madam for your kindness."
"It's all right," Zhong Mingwei walked over, helped Pang Yi up, and pulled Pang Yi to sit on the couch, and said with a smile, "Don't delay it any longer. You two are not young anymore. Find a good day to get married."
"Yes, I'm not afraid of being laughed at by you. I...I've wanted to marry An for a long time." Pang Yi felt a little uncomfortable when he said this, his cheeks flushed a little, but he was mostly happy. "I didn't think about getting married in this life, but...I started to think about getting married after I met her."
Pang Yi was telling the truth. In the past, he was completely devoted to Zhong Mingwei. He went to southern Xinjiang for him and came to Ningguta for him. This life belonged to Zhong Mingwei. But this winter, he met Xiao An. The man in his thirties, whose heart had been cold for most of his life, became softer day by day. Pang Yi felt that he was a little effeminate, but at the same time, he felt that this was a good life.
"I have to put you and An in a difficult position first," Zhong Mingwei took a sip of tea and sighed, "After all, she is An Zishang's daughter, and she also has the title of concubine of the deposed crown prince. Of course, she cannot marry you openly. You... have been wronged."
Zhong Mingwei was right. Everyone knew what Xiao An's identity was in the past. Later, she came to Ningguta with such fanfare, and was closely related to him, the deposed prince. Therefore, Xiao An could not have anything to do with other men. It was not that Zhong Mingwei was worried about being laughed at by the world, but they had finally lived a peaceful life in Ningguta and really did not want to cause any more trouble. The only way was to give Xiao An a new identity. Of course, this had to be done with the help of Fang Zuotang.
"I don't feel wronged at all. As long as I can live with her, I don't care about her reputation." Pang Yi said hurriedly. Zhong Mingwei's worry was also his worry. In the past, he was determined to return to the capital and skin those villains one by one, but now, he really has lost his ambition and just wants to live a peaceful life in Ningguta. "Master, you don't have to be sad about this. It's not easy for her and I to be together. Of course, we won't be hurt because of this."
"That's the best," Zhong Mingwei smiled at Pang Yi and patted him on the shoulder. "Let's go to the front yard and see what's going on."
"Yes," Pang Yi also laughed, and while helping Zhong Mingwei up, he smiled a little proudly, "Subordinates must follow and learn well, otherwise when we hold our own wedding in the future, we will be at a loss and have no idea what to do!"
"When the time comes, my maid and I will take care of everything for you. There will be no need for you, the groom, to run around busying around." Zhong Mingwei said with a smile.
"Then I would like to thank you first," Pang Yi smiled even more happily, showing his two rows of white teeth. While helping Zhong Mingwei walk out, he looked at Zhong Mingwei's legs and said, "Master, I think your legs are stronger than before. You always walked on tiptoes before, but now you can feel the strength in your legs."
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