That's right, except for setting up a swing for her in the other courtyard, except for leaving. He really can't do anything for her anymore, although, he used to have so many things he wanted to do for her. There are so many things that I want to experience and accomplish with her, but there is no chance after all.
Pang Yi was also silent. He followed Zhong Mingwei's gaze to look at the wooden comb. The tip of his nose suddenly became sour, and he turned his face away in a hurry.
Zhong Mingwei stretched out his hand to take out the wooden comb, gently stroking the dense comb teeth with his fingertips. A shallow smile appeared on his face: "It's just a pity that I can't comb her hair when she gets married."
"Master. You...don't talk about it." Pang Yi really couldn't bear to listen to it anymore. He was fearless, but he couldn't listen to such flimsy words. He was too busy to wipe his face. One side stood up. Bowing to Zhong Mingwei, "Master, since you have made up your mind, this subordinate will accompany you back to the capital."
"You stay." Zhong Mingwei looked at Pang Yi, "Stay in Ninggu Tower."
Pang Yi was startled, then knelt down in front of the kang with a "plop". He looked at Zhong Mingwei's words from the bottom of his heart: "Master, I know you love me, but Master, I have been with you since I was a child, and I have believed that you are the master of my life since I was a child. Yi's life belongs to the Lord, so Lord, I beg you, whether it is Ning Guta or the capital, I beg you to take me with you. Although I don't have an official position now, I am still smart, please keep me It’s good to have someone to take care of me.”
"Pang Yi, it's not that I don't want you. You stay and take care of Madam. Taking care of Madam is the same as taking care of me," Zhong Mingwei said slowly, reaching out to pat Pang Yi's back, and then said slowly, "Wait until Madam If you find a lover, you should get married, and the remaining two thousand taels of silver, even if I give you a congratulatory gift, is not in vain for our acquaintance."
"Master! It's impossible! I can't know that you are suffering in the capital, but still hide here and live a solid life!" Pang Yi shook his head vigorously, wiped the tears on his face indiscriminately, and said with a sob, "My lord, I will accompany you through mountains of swords and seas of fire, and I beg you to be gracious and let me follow you..."
"If you go back to the capital, what about the An family?" Zhong Mingwei sighed and cut off Pang Yi's words. He actually didn't want to say these things in front of Pang Yi, but he couldn't help but say it when he got to this point. , Zhong Mingwei looked at Pang Yi's face that was stiff from shock, sighed again, and then continued, "Although I am in Ninggu Pagoda now, and I have no eyes and ears in the capital, why did Mrs. An come to Ninggu?" Ta, I can still guess the reason." At this point, Zhong Mingwei paused, took the handkerchief and handed it to Pang Yi, and continued, "And why didn't you send her back to the capital? I said you were worried that my leg was not healed, but that day when you brought her up the mountain, I realized that there was actually another reason."
In the early morning of that day, Zhong Mingwei saw Xiao An who had been away for a long time. He really hadn't seen Xiao An for a long time. A colorful butterfly, glamorous and proud, such a woman is undoubtedly fatal to a man, but to the aloof East Palace Prince, it may not be so. Poor prince, how can he tolerate such an eye-catching woman in his back house? So before Zhong Mingwei could take care of her, she was imprisoned in the backyard by the Crown Princess Ding.
So he probably hasn't seen Xiao An's for five or six years. That girl who is flamboyant and flamboyant like a butterfly is even more beautiful now, but she seems to have changed. She saluted and greeted Zhong Mingwei politely, her brows and eyes were meek and peaceful, this kind of meekness and peace was not born with her, until Xiao An stammered and asked if she could write to her after acting with him in this play After closing the divorce letter, Zhong Mingwei finally understood where Xiao An's change came from.
"Grandpa..." Pang Yi's lips trembled. He had imagined this scene before, so he prepared a lot of words, but at this moment, facing Zhong Mingwei with a calm face, he couldn't say a word. Whether he begged Zhong Mingwei to be fulfilled or begged Zhong Mingwei to punish him, he really couldn't say a word.