Although she was just a dowry maid, and could only serve him like a maid, serving tea and water for her whole life, but she finally had the chance to get close to him. She was not greedy, really not greedy. She could watch over him and guard him all her life, live with him under the same roof, and he would even eat the food she cooked and wear the clothes she made. She was so excited that tears welled up in her eyes just thinking about it.
But Miss Duan at that time probably knew what kind of life was waiting for her. She obviously did not have the same expectations and enthusiasm for such a life as Meiya. Ever since she got on the carriage, she knew that this was a one-way journey. She did not want to spend her whole life with that paralytic, so on the Qingming Festival that year, she ended her short life in Tongliao.
Does she...regret it?
Mei Ya thought about this question more than once, but of course there was no answer. She didn't know whether Miss Duan regretted it or not. She only knew that marrying in Ningguta was the most regretless choice in her life.
Mei Ya's mind was in a mess when she saw the carriage door being opened. Then the coachman helped Zhong Mingwei into the carriage. Mei Ya reached out and helped Zhong Mingwei, letting him sit next to her.
"Master Duan...what did he say to you?" The carriage moved slowly forward, and Mei Ya also spoke slowly.
"It's nothing more than asking me to help his family for the sake of our past friendship," Zhong Mingwei curled his lips sarcastically, and said, "Looking at his appearance, I know that he must have had a hard time in the officialdom in the past two years. But even so, he still has an eye on all directions and knows that the emperor values me again, so he can't wait to cling to me again."
"If you can help him, then help him," Mei Ya said with her head down, "It's not easy for him either. He has to support a family with such a small salary, and... and Miss Duan is your nominal wife after all."
After hearing this, Zhong Mingwei looked at Meiya from the side. Meiya lowered her head. Zhong Mingwei could not see the expression on Meiya's face, but he knew that Meiya was not in a good mood. In fact, he was not in a good mood either. Meeting Duan Chenghong at this time, he felt quite complicated. On the one hand, he felt that Duan Chenghong was implicated by him and was demoted six levels, which led to his current situation. He felt quite guilty. On the other hand, he felt that Duan Chenghong deserved it. When he was the crown prince of the Eastern Palace, Duan Chenghong clung to his thick leg and desperately begged for this marriage. As a result, he rose to a high position in the court and enjoyed unlimited glory. Later, he was deposed, and Duan Chenghong's good days were naturally over. This was originally a matter of accepting defeat, so how could he be blamed? Moreover, Mei Ya had suffered a lot in the Duan Mansion in the past. Zhong Mingwei felt uncomfortable when he thought about it. At this time, no matter how pitiful and miserable Duan Chenghong was, he felt sympathy for him and thought he deserved it.
"I can't help him," Zhong Mingwei said slowly, "Not to mention that I am not attending court affairs now, even if I really return to court, it is not appropriate for me to have any more dealings with the Duan family."
Yes, no matter in terms of current power or past grievances, Zhong Mingwei disdains and is unwilling to have anything to do with the Duan family anymore. Mei Ya just said that Miss Duan is his nominal wife after all. Zhong Mingwei knew that Mei Ya felt bad when she said this, so he would not get close to the Duan family anymore.
"Then... send someone to send some money to the Duan residence," Mei Ya breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly asked, "What is Lord Duan buying medicine for? Is someone in the residence sick?"
"Oh, he just said that Madam Duan fell ill, and it seemed that she had caught a cold." Zhong Mingwei said casually. In fact, Duan Chenghong's original words just now were that since the news of Miss Duan's death, Madam Duan has been bedridden, and has been in tears all day long. Her body has long been broken, and she is barely able to survive by drinking three bowls of medicine every day. However, Zhong Mingwei would never tell Mei Ya this.
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