After he finished speaking, the storyteller stood up and went back to his room to rest.
"What happened to Sun Zichu later?" Mei Ya was obviously listening with great interest, but the storyteller had to leave a button at this time, and the storyteller was leaving tomorrow. There would be no more to listen to. Mei Ya was so busy that she scratched her head and looked at Zhong Mingwei. She asked eagerly, "Mingwei. Do you know? You must have read "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio", right? Tell me what happened to Sun Zichu and Abao later?"
Zhong Mingwei sniffed awkwardly: "I...I haven't read "Liao Zhai"."
Yes. Zhong Mingwei had indeed never read "Liao Zhai". He had been educated by the emperor since he was young, so he naturally had no time to read such idle books. Even if he had time, he would definitely not read it. Who made him... too timid?
"You are so uneducated." Mei Ya immediately looked disgusted. At the same time, she muttered, "If I could read, I would definitely read more books than you!"
The corner of Zhong Mingwei's mouth twitched: "...Okay. Then I'll teach you how to read. When you can read, go read "Liao Zhai" by yourself, okay?"
"How long do we have to wait?" Meiya said impatiently, "Can't you just finish reading it first and then tell me about it."
"I...I'll teach you how to read," Zhong Mingwei was almost overwhelmed. He was busy assuring Mei Ya, "I will definitely teach you seriously. You are so smart. You will be able to understand "Liao Zhai" in a few months."
"Hmph, after all, you are just too lazy to read Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio for me! I just don't understand, you can solve the problem by flipping two pages of the book, why are you unwilling to turn the pages?" Mei Ya was still mumbling to herself in dissatisfaction. After mumbling a lot, Mei Ya suddenly covered her mouth and looked at Zhong Mingwei in disbelief, "No way? Zhong Mingwei, you are so timid?"
Zhong Mingwei: “…”
"Well, I'll go out for some fresh air first." Xiao An felt a little reluctant to stay any longer, so she got up and left the room in a hurry.
"Girl, do you need to be so loud?" Zhong Mingwei looked hopeless. "Do you really feel proud to let the whole world know that your man is a coward who doesn't even dare to read Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio?"
"Hehe, I didn't mean it. I was just too surprised," Meiya laughed a little embarrassedly, then leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Zhong Mingwei, are you really that timid?"
"Well," Zhong Mingwei said desperately, "Not only do I not dare to read Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio, I also don't dare to go out alone at night, especially on the first and fifteenth days of the lunar month, when it's so dark that I can't even see my shadow. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night, but I don't dare to get up. I just lie in bed and hold it in until dawn."
Zhong Mingwei is really timid. In fact, no one born in the royal family is not timid. Since they are sensible, the first thing they have to learn is how to deal with assassins or how to identify poison. They are born noble, but this kind of nobility is not something that everyone can afford. Children of the royal family should have the mind of a thirty-year-old at the age of three. They must be careful and alert at all times to survive. Naturally, they cannot be brave. Even though they know that there are so many servants and secret guards around them, their hearts have never been at ease. Therefore, in order to feel at ease and not be so afraid, so many eyes are staring at the supreme position. Only the supreme power can overcome the innate fear. Zhong Mingwei used to think so, until he met Mei Ya and his heart finally settled down. Then he suddenly realized that this was his destination.
"You must have been very scared at that time, right? Lying alone in a shabby house halfway up the mountain," Meiya was stunned for a long time, then looked at Zhong Mingwei with her dark eyes, full of pity and sadness, "If only I had come to Ningguta earlier, even one day earlier would have been fine."
Yes, if he had come one day earlier, Zhong Mingwei would have suffered one day less.
"Girl, you came at the right time, not too early or too late," Zhong Mingwei said softly, holding Meiya's hand and putting something in her palm. Before Meiya could look, he held her hand again and said to her with a smile, "This is a thank you gift for you."
"What? So mysterious?" Mei Ya was curious and was about to go and see it, but was held by Zhong Mingwei again. Mei Ya was unhappy and asked Zhong Mingwei with a pout, "Why don't you let me see it?"
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