"Let's go." Zhong Zhiheng walked out with a sullen face. Zhao Ruhai hurriedly took out the cloak and put it on Zhong Zhiheng.
"Ask the imperial kitchen to cook a bowl of chestnut and lotus root soup for Concubine Hui, and send it to her when she wakes up," Zhong Zhiheng suddenly said to Zhao Ruhai as they walked out the door, "Tell her that I will go to see her in a while."
"Yes, I obey your command." Zhao Ruhai bowed and agreed.
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The second day of the Chinese New Year in the 33rd year of Jiasheng
Ningguta.
Nanshan Villa.
After Mei Ya came back from the prefectural government, she stayed in the kitchen without saying a word, washing and scrubbing non-stop. In fact, there was nothing to do, but she just couldn't stop. Zhong Mingwei knew that she was in a bad mood, so he didn't stop her. He followed her into the kitchen and accompanied her to wash the dishes that had already been washed spotlessly.
"No need to wash it..." Mei Ya couldn't bear to watch it anymore. She snatched a plate from Zhong Mingwei and put it on the table. She lowered her head and asked, "What do you want for lunch?"
"Let's eat dumplings. Today is the second day of the Chinese New Year, and we haven't even had dumplings yet," Zhong Mingwei said with a smile, and then added, "I'll chop the stuffing and you knead the dough."
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The two of them started to get busy. Zhong Mingwei was a little absent-minded. While chopping the stuffing, he glanced at Mei Ya from time to time. Mei Ya kept her head down and kneading the dough without even looking at him.
"Stop peeking at me and chop your hands carefully." Mei Ya finally couldn't help it anymore and glared at the man with a frown.
"Oh," Zhong Mingwei turned away uncomfortably, but he couldn't help it after a while. He simply put down the knife, walked to Mei Ya and squatted down, and asked softly, "Why are you unhappy? Is it... Is it that Miss Gu's case is not going well?"
On this day, the prefectural government opened the trial of Gu Qingtong's accidental killing of Meng Wencai in the flower hall. Mei Ya was the presiding judge. The only people present were Mrs. Meng, Gu Qingtong, and Fang Chengyin, who was sent by Fang Zuotang to sit in on his behalf.
"What good or bad can this case be?" Mei Ya whispered, rubbing the dough on her hands while looking at Zhong Mingwei, and then said, "Don't ask, I won't tell you anyway."
"I didn't think of asking, but seeing that you looked depressed, I was worried that the case might be unfavorable to Miss Gu." Zhong Mingwei said.
"No, Madam Meng has signed and sealed that she will no longer pursue the death of Meng Wencai, and her family will no longer trouble Miss Gu. But it seems to me that Miss Gu has made up her mind to leave Ningguta," Mei Ya said with her head down, and continued to knead the dough. But after a while, she stood up impatiently again, and then frowned and said to Zhong Mingwei, "Forget it, don't eat dumplings, I don't have the heart to knead the dough."
"Then..." Zhong Mingwei looked at the half-chopped meat on the table, then looked at the noodles in the basin, and asked with some embarrassment, "Then what shall we eat?"
"Let's have noodle dumpling soup," Mei Ya said, looking at the meat filling on the table, and added, "Vegetable and meat noodle dumpling soup."
"Okay! I'll go make a fire right away!" Zhong Mingwei immediately went to make a fire busily.
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After finishing the meal, Mei Ya still felt tired, so she went back to the dormitory to take a nap. Zhong Mingwei rarely went to the dormitory with Mei Ya, but came to the study alone. He walked to the bookcase, then bent down and pulled out a wooden box from the bottom of the bookcase. After opening it, he took out a pair of exquisite and beautiful ice skates from it, then squatted on the ground and began to carefully examine the new pair of ice skates.
He had never made shoes before, let alone ice skates. He secretly learned from Gu Changlin for more than a month before he dared to make a pair by himself.
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