"Then you still have to be careful. I've been feeling very nervous these past two days," Meiya sighed softly. She paused, then raised her head, her dark eyes looking straight at Zhong Mingwei, "Mingwei, is it true that once you enter the palace today, we can never turn back?"
Zhong Mingwei was stunned. He really didn't expect Mei Ya to ask this. He paused. Zhong Mingwei nodded: "Yes, there is no turning back, girl. If you regret it, I will..."
"No, I won't regret it," Meiya shook her head firmly. At the same time, she said in a deep voice, "He can even kill his own brother. Moreover, he has always been hostile to you. If he really becomes the emperor, I'm afraid we will follow the footsteps of the fourth prince, Mingwei. Rather than being strangled to death by a coward with a bowstring, it is better to give it a try now."
After a long silence, Zhong Mingwei suddenly smiled at Mei Ya and said, "Be good and wait for me to come back."
"Yeah. I'll cook a pot of Tremella and mung bean porridge for you." Mei Ya also smiled, her eyes curved with laughter.
Zhong Mingwei said nothing more. He gently stroked the girl's cheek, then turned and walked down the steps. He was helped by Pang Yi into the carriage. The horse whistled and galloped forward. Mei Ya stood in front of the door, following the carriage for a long time, until the carriage turned and disappeared around the corner. Only then did she turn around and go back home.
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Hall of Mental Cultivation.
When Zhong Mingwei arrived, Zhong Zhiheng was taking medicine.
"Your Majesty, Prince An is here," Zhao Ruhai walked to the couch and bowed to Zhong Zhiheng to report, "Your Majesty, would you please invite Prince An in now?"
"Well," Zhong Zhiheng put down the medicine bowl, frowned and rinsed his mouth, then said to Zhao Ruhai, "Let Prince An come in."
"Yes, I obey your command." Zhao Ruhai bowed and hurried out. After a while, Zhong Mingwei came in.
"Your son greets His Majesty, father. May you live in peace!" Zhong Mingwei walked in front of Zhong Zhiheng, knelt on his knees, and kowtowed.
"Okay, get up," Zhong Zhiheng said slowly as he looked at Zhong Mingwei who was kneeling in front of him. Seeing Zhong Mingwei stand up, he spoke again, "Mingwei, go pour me a cup of tea."
As soon as these words fell, Zhong Mingwei and Zhao Ruhai were both stunned. Zhong Zhiheng had always been fierce and cold, and he was rarely so gentle towards the prince, let alone towards Zhong Mingwei, whom he had always disliked so much.
"Yes, I obey your command."
After a moment of surprise, Zhong Mingwei bowed and followed Zhao Ruhai to the long table of Jinsinnan by the wall. He looked at the dozen tea cans in a row and finally landed on the "Mengding Shihua". He opened the lid, took out the tea leaves with a teaspoon and put them into the teapot, then poured hot water, brewed a cup of tea, held it with both hands, and respectfully presented it to Zhong Zhiheng: "Father, please."
Zhong Zhiheng looked at Zhong Mingwei, who was respectful and calm, and the cup of tea handed to him. A trace of satisfaction welled up on his face. He took the cup and said with a smile, "This is the first time Mingwei has made tea for me."
"My cooking skills are not good, please forgive me, father." Zhong Mingwei bowed.
"No matter how bad it is, it was made by my son," Zhong Zhiheng smiled and raised his chin towards Zhong Mingwei, "Sit down and talk."
"Thank you, father," Zhong Mingwei sat down in front of Zhong Zhiheng. He felt that Zhong Zhiheng was very strange today, or rather, Zhong Zhiheng had become particularly strange since he returned to Beijing this time. Zhong Zhiheng had never smiled at him. In the past, he had tried his best to get Zhong Zhiheng's approval and smile, but he never got it. But now, he did nothing but clumsily brew a cup of tea, and Zhong Zhiheng smiled at him, and the smile was so loving, just like an ordinary father who loved his son too much. However, Zhong Mingwei felt creepy and uneasy when he saw such a gentle smile. After a pause, he said, "I have not been able to enter the palace to pay my respects to you, father, in the past few days. Please forgive me, father."
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