"They are very well. The mother just fed them, and they are asleep now. When they wake up later, they will be brought to you," Zhong Mingwei explained softly, watching the palace servants come in with food. Zhong Mingwei was so busy helping Meiya to sit up, seeing that Meiya was a little weak. He sat directly behind Meiya. Leaning Meiya in his arms, kissing Meiya's slightly disheveled hair, said. "Girl, don't worry, there are not only *mothers. Mrs. Pang and Mrs. Qin are also taking turns looking after the baby. You just rest in peace and take good care of yourself."
The palace man moved the little table and put it on the bed, and then put the food on it. Zhong Mingwei waved at them. Then they bowed and withdrew. Zhong Mingwei personally served Meiya for dinner, but Meiya didn't have much appetite. After drinking a bowl of stewed chicken soup with bamboo shoots and a small bowl of hand-rolled noodles, I couldn't eat anymore. Zhong Mingwei was still urging Meiya: "Eat that poached egg too."
"I'm so stuffed, I can't eat anymore," Meiya looked at the poached egg left in the noodle bowl. Somewhat wearily, "I really don't want to eat."
"Hey, it's just a poached egg. I'm afraid you won't be able to finish it, so I specially picked the smallest one." Zhong Mingwei was still discussing with his wife in a nice way.
"...Is this the poached egg you cooked yourself?" Meiya sensed something else, she stared at the poached egg in the bowl, and then at the man with an embarrassed face, "Then... what about the poached egg? You rolled it too?"
"Okay, is it delicious?" Zhong Mingwei looked at Meiya with some embarrassment and anticipation, rubbing his hands together and said, "This is the first time for me to make noodles, so I'm afraid you won't find it delicious."
"Why are you rolling noodles so well?" Meiya was very surprised, "Aren't there any cooks in the palace? Where do you need to fight in person? Besides, you are not afraid of damaging the majesty of the emperor if it gets out. "
"What is the emperor and not the emperor? After entering this door, isn't it your man?" Zhong Mingwei said with a smile, paused, and then caressed Meiya's face, and said every word seriously, "Girl, every year from now on I will roll out noodles for you all day.”
"Why?" Meiya was even more puzzled, "Why are you rolling noodles for me today? It's not a special day."
"Why isn't it a special day? When you wake up early this morning, we are a family of four. This is the most special day for the four of us," Zhong Mingwei said softly, using Wiping off the sweat from the tip of Meiya's nose with her fingertips, she said, "Girl, from now on this day will be your birthday, okay?"
"Okay," Meiya looked at the man's eyes full of tenderness, and couldn't help the sudden soreness of her nose. She was so busy that she raised her head and tried to hold back her tears. On such a good day, she won't cry until she calms down Losing her emotions, she looked at Zhong Mingwei again with a smile, and smiled slyly, "I will have a birthday from now on, if you dare to forget or not, or if it is a prepared gift, I don't care. How to deal with you!"
"I just like being cleaned up by you," Zhong Mingwei smiled softly, fine lines appeared in the corners of his eyes, he kissed Mei Ya's cheek, and looked at the lonely poached egg in the bowl, and asked Mei Ya hesitantly. Ya, "You really can't eat anymore?"
"Well, I'm in a good mood now, and I can barely eat two bites. Of course, if you serve well, a poached egg is no problem." Meiya hummed, and then Zhong Mingwei hurriedly brought the bowl to In front of him, Meiya served Meiya attentively and ate the poached eggs.
Meiya was full, and leaned comfortably on the soft pillow, and then watched Zhong Mingwei sitting next to her, holding her bowls and chopsticks, and ate up the rest of the meal. The daughter came in with a big bowl of noodles.