Kong Wenjie: “…”
He didn't seem to have considered this issue.
…
Nanshan Villa.
Zhong Mingwei, Meiya, and Gu Changlin sat around the stone table under the grape trellis. Meiya handed out chopsticks to everyone and said expectantly, "The pork bone soup stewed by Guard Kong must be delicious. When he was stewing it this afternoon, I could smell the aroma in the backyard. It was very fragrant. I'll have two more bowls later."
"Look at him, he's so big and strong, you can tell at one point he can't cook. The soup he makes will surely not taste good. You don't need to be so expectant." Zhong Mingwei snorted, he really didn't like Mei Ya praising other men like that, he really didn't like it!
"Then you can cook next time." Mei Ya turned her head to look at him, and put the chopsticks into his hand while speaking calmly. "Look at you, Mr. Zhong, you look so gentle and refined. You can tell from the first glance that you often cook. I am looking forward to it."
Zhong Mingwei: “…Ahem!”
Gu Changlin stroked his beard slowly while looking at Zhong Mingwei: "What's wrong, Mingwei? You can choke even when you take a breath? You are amazing!"
Zhong Mingwei closed his mouth silently: "..."
Meiya looked at his frustrated look. She couldn't help but smile. She was afraid that Zhong Mingwei would feel uncomfortable. Just when she was feeling very depressed, she saw Pang Yi coming with empty hands. Meiya asked hurriedly, "Pang Yi, didn't I ask you to get the pork bone soup? Where's the soup?"
"Yeah. Where's the soup?" Gu Changlin asked with a frown.
"Madam, no, the bottom of the pot has been scraped clean. There is no pork bone soup at all," Pang Yi scratched his head and looked at the three people present with some uncertainty, "Does our family really have such a thing as pork bone soup?"
Meiya: "..."
Gu Changlin: “…”
"Cough, cough!" Zhong Mingwei coughed twice in a mighty manner.
…
July 7, 1934
The capital.
That night.
Jingren Palace.
As in previous years, on the day of the ceremony to commemorate Empress Zhenxian, Zhong Zhiheng came to Jingren Palace again. This had been his habit for many years. Even though he did not like to come to Jingren Palace to see things and recall the past, he would still come here every year at this time. He did not bring anyone with him. Even Zhao Ruhai was waiting outside the door. He would just sit alone in Jingren Palace in silence.
"Siyao, I'm here to see you," Zhong Zhiheng sat on the couch, looking out the window at the drizzling rain gently hitting the plump red pomegranate tree. There was melancholy and sorrow in Zhong Zhiheng's eyes. He picked up the exquisite wine pot from the small table, poured two cups of wine, and slowly passed one of the cups to the other side. While he picked up the cup in front of him, he slowly said to the empty opposite side, "Siyao, this is your favorite osmanthus wine. Come, I will drink with you, and you drink with me."
The wine with a strong sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance slid down his throat. The sweet sweet-scented osmanthus wine somehow tasted so bitter that Zhong Zhiheng frowned. He swallowed the wine with great difficulty, and while putting the wine glass back on the small table, he continued in a slow voice: "Siyao, the seventh elder is here today too, standing with me to offer sacrifices for you. Are you happy to see this?"
"You must be very happy, right?" Zhong Zhiheng pursed his lips bitterly, took a deep breath, and exhaled, and continued, "Siyao, why... why can't you ever see me in your eyes? It was obviously me who met you first."
Yes, it was indeed Zhong Zhiheng who knew Xu Siyao first. In order to repay the great contributions made by the Xu family, the founding emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty made a rule that all the empresses of the Great Zhou should be from the Xu family. So everyone knew what the identity of Xu Siyao, the legitimate daughter of the Xu family, would be in the future. Zhong Zhiheng had been paying close attention to this cousin since he was a child. Even though the Xu family had strict family rules and would never allow unmarried girls to go out, the news about Xu Siyao filled his ears. He didn't know who his father had decided to be the crown prince and who would compete for the throne, but he knew early on that the throne belonged to him. Naturally, he always regarded Xu Siyao as his future daughter-in-law.
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