"The garlic paste is here!" Pang Yi happily pushed the door open and came in. He hadn't noticed that the atmosphere in the room was a little weird yet. He happily put the garlic paste on the table and introduced it to Kong Wenmin, "Big Kong, let me tell you, I've eaten dumplings for so many years, and the garlic paste made by Madam is the best. You haven't eaten it before, right? Come, try it, quickly!"
"I... I'm full! Master, Madam! I'm leaving!" Kong Wenmin timidly stretched his chopsticks to the bowl of mashed garlic, but as soon as he met Mei Ya's fierce eyes, he put down his chopsticks in a panic, then quickly stood up and ran away without saying a word.
"Madam, is...something wrong?" Even if Pang Yi was slow-witted, he realized something was wrong. He looked at Zhong Mingwei who had remained silent, then at Mei Ya. He put down his chopsticks and stammered as he smiled apologetically, "Madam, what...what happened?"
"It's nothing. Keep eating your dumplings. They're getting cold," Mei Ya said with a friendly look as she raised her chin towards Pang Yi. "If they're not enough, I'll go cook more for you."
How could Pang Yi dare to eat? He looked at Mei Ya's enthusiastic face, his heart was beating fast. He waved to Mei Ya and stood up, "Madam, I'm full. It's getting late. I'm going back to the front yard. You and I should go to bed early."
"Don't worry, I have something to ask you," Mei Ya still smiled, patted the table with her white and tender hands, and said to Pang Yi, "Sit down."
Pang Yi smiled stiffly, then sat down again obediently, looking at Mei Ya nervously: "Madam, just tell me if you have anything to say."
"It's not a big deal. I think you guys have some misunderstandings about me. You always think that I come from a poor family and am used to being stingy. That's why you never tell me about things like the money my family spends. It's actually nothing. Now I'm a princess of the first rank. Can I still behave like a petty person like before?" Mei Ya looked at Pang Yi with a smile and glared at Zhong Mingwei. She stopped Zhong Mingwei from making a gesture to Pang Yi in time. Mei Ya looked at Zhong Mingwei and smiled awkwardly at him. Mei Ya glared at him and then continued to Pang Yi, "For example, if you want to buy Feihua Tower, there's no need to hide it from me. It's just 500,000 taels of silver. We can afford it."
"Madam, it's not five hundred thousand taels!" Pang Yi waved his hands hurriedly, "It's only four hundred thousand taels!"
"Four hundred thousand taels?" Mei Ya curled her lips coldly and looked at Zhong Mingwei, "Really?"
Zhong Mingwei suddenly looked hopeless: "...Ahem, why did I hear you say that you only spent 200,000?"
"Oh... maybe I remembered it wrong," Pang Yi understood immediately, thinking to himself that this was not good. He was fooled by Mei Ya, and hurriedly tried to make up for it, "Madam, you know that I have never been smart, and I can't remember the numbers..."
"Yeah, that's right. It's just a few hundred thousand, which is a small amount. I don't think it will be in General Pang's eyes," Mei Ya said lightly. "Since General Pang can't remember the number, I have to come and check the accounts myself. Now that we are in the capital, we don't have to care about anything like we did in Ningguta. As a princess, I have to know everything. Otherwise, I will be known as an unvirtuous person, which will hinder your prince. Pang Yi, don't you think so?"
"Madam, I was wrong." The next second, Pang Yi knelt down beside Mei Ya with a plop, and said pitifully with drooping eyebrows, "Madam, you blame me for being a spendthrift and not knowing how to bargain with others. Madam, please punish me!"
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