"It's good that you know you're wrong!" Kong Wenmin shouted, his face gloomy and scary. He leaned over and pointed at Kong Wenjie and said angrily, "I think you've lived in vain for so many years. How dare you, a subordinate, break into the young lady's boudoir? Go back and face the wall and think about it!"
Kong Wenjie was startled, and suddenly looked up at Kong Wenmin: "No. Brother, I don't want to tell you this..."
"Do you think I don't know?" Kong Wenmin looked at Kong Wenjie coldly. "Where can we find a doctor? Do you need to change the young lady's medicine? This is just one time. If you dare to do it again, I will chop off your fingers without the prefect's order!"
Kong Wenjie was startled. Then he looked at his hands. After changing the medicine for Fang Chengyin, he hurried to serve the meal. He didn't have time to wash his hands. Now there was a strong smell of realgar wine mixed with white medicine on his hands, which naturally couldn't be hidden from Kong Wenmin's nose, but. This was not the reason why Kong Wenjie wanted to apologize to Kong Wenmin. Just now on the way. He figured it out. In this world. For him, nothing is more important than Kong Wenmin. Even if...
He has a disappointing heart.
As long as he grits his teeth and endures it, or leaves Ningguta in the future, he will never... make such a mistake again.
Fang Chengyin was right. He was a jerk, and now that he had come to his senses, he could no longer continue to be a jerk.
…
"Okay, don't say anything," Kong Wenmin looked at Kong Wenjie who was hesitant to speak, waved his hand impatiently, and then went straight into the inn, "Hurry up and set off, and try to get to Anyang before dark, otherwise you will have to spend the night in the wild, and the lady will definitely not be able to bear it."
"Yes," Kong Wenjie didn't say it out loud. He carried the food box in one hand and the bag in the other and walked into the room. But when he thought of what Kong Wenmin had said just now, he suddenly stopped at the door. He hesitated for a long time, but finally gritted his teeth and went into the inner room. He put the bag on the bed and said softly, "Miss, I put the clothes here for you."
Without waiting for Fang Chengyin to speak, he quickly fled out of the room.
…
June 9th, the 33rd year of Jiasheng
Ningguta.
Nanshan Villa.
"What happened?" Mei Ya came back from the field with a basket of vegetables early in the morning. Before she had time to wash them, she hurried back to the bedroom, climbed onto the kang, and pulled the quilt off Zhong Mingwei. "When I went to the field just now, I saw a few people hanging around near our house from a distance. Although they were wearing ordinary people's clothes, they looked like guards in the government office."
"They were sent by the prefect," Zhong Mingwei yawned as he stretched out his hand to pull Mei Ya into his arms, wrapping her up with his hands and feet, "It's okay, we're all one family."
"But why did the prefect send guards to us for no reason?" Mei Ya was confused. She broke away from Zhong Mingwei's hand and asked with a frown, "Are you hiding something from me? I feel like something is not right at home since the guard named Song Duan came to deliver the letter that day. Pang Yichen has been missing for days and nights, and I don't know what he's been busy with. Now these guards have suddenly appeared. What's going on?"
"Didn't Pang Yi just buy a house? Of course he has to hurry to renovate it. Look at how anxious he is. He is eager to get married soon, so of course he has to work day and night to renovate the house," Zhong Mingwei said with a smile. He leaned over and kissed Mei Ya's red lips, and said with a stern face, "Don't interfere in other men's affairs in the future, understand?"
"Pang Yi is not someone else." Mei Ya said.
"Who said he is not someone else? Apart from me, they are all other people," Zhong Mingwei said in a deep voice, pinching Mei Ya's chin and looking down at her dark eyes. "Young lady, have you remembered this?"
"Bah! Shameless," Mei Ya spat at him, and then asked Zhong Mingwei with a sullen face, "Don't try to fool me. Tell me what happened?"
Zhong Mingwei was startled, then whispered: "Actually, not..."
"Zhong Mingwei, you've forgotten why I agreed to marry you, right?" Mei Ya suddenly interrupted Zhong Mingwei and looked at him with her dark eyes. "If you dare to hide anything from me, think about whether you feel guilty or not!"
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