"It's good to know you're wrong!" Kong Wenmin shouted sharply, with a frighteningly gloomy face, he leaned over and pointed at Kong Wenjie in a low voice and said angrily. "I wondered if you have lived in vain for so many years. You are the only subordinate who dared to break into Miss's boudoir? Just face the wall and think about it when you go back!"
Kong Wenjie was startled, and suddenly raised his head to look at Kong Wenmin: "No. Brother, I didn't mean to tell you this..."
"You pretend I don't know?" Kong Wenmin looked at Kong Wenjie coldly. "Where can't you get a doctor? Use your hands to change the medicine for the young lady? Just this time. If there is another time, I don't need the magistrate's order, I will chop off your finger first!"
Kong Wenjie was taken aback. Then he looked at his hand. After changing Fang Chengyin's medicine just now, he rushed to serve the meal. Didn't even have time to wash my hands. Now there is a strong smell of realgar wine mixed with Baiyao in both hands, which naturally cannot be hidden from Kong Wenmin's nose, it's just that. This was not the reason why Kong Wenjie wanted to apologize like Kong Wenmin. Just along the way. He figured it all out, in this world. For him, nothing is more important than Kong Wenmin. even though…
His invincible heart.
As long as he gritted his teeth and endured it, or left Ninggu Tower in the future, he would definitely not... make a mess again.
Fang Chengyin was right. He is an asshole, and now that he has come to his senses, he cannot continue to be an asshole.
…
"Okay, don't say anything," Kong Wenmin looked at the hesitant Kong Wenjie, waved his hands impatiently, and then went straight into the inn, "Let's set off quickly, and try to reach Anyang before dark , or you will have to spend the night in the wild, the young lady will definitely not be able to bear it."
"Yes," Kong Wenjie didn't say anything after all, and immediately entered the room with a food box in one hand and a bag in the other, but when he thought of what Kong Wenmin said just now, he stopped at the door suddenly, hesitated for a long time, and finally bit his tongue. Gritting his teeth, he entered the inner room, put the burden on the bed, and said softly, "Miss, I put the clothes here for you."
Before Fang Chengyin could speak, he hurried out of the room as if fleeing.
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The ninth day of June in the 33rd year of Jiasheng
Ning Guta.
Nanshan Bieyuan.
"What's the matter?" Early in the morning, Meiya pulled a basket of vegetables from the field and returned to her bedroom before she had time to wash them. While climbing onto the kang, she went to scratch Zhong Mingwei's body. "When I went to the field just now, why did I see a few people wandering around our house from a distance? Although I was wearing ordinary clothes, I looked like a guard in a yamen."
"It was sent by the magistrate," Zhong Mingwei yawned, and stretched out his hand to pull Meiya closer to his arms, wrapping her hands and feet together, "It's okay, we are all our own."
"But why did the magistrate send us guards here?" Meiya was confused, and as she broke away from Zhong Mingwei's hand, she frowned and asked, "Is there something you are hiding from me? What do I think? Ever since the guard named Song Duan came to deliver the letter that day, something has gone wrong at home? Pang Yi has been missing all day, and he doesn’t know what he’s been up to. Now these guards have suddenly appeared again. What’s going on? something?"
"Didn't Pang Yi just buy the house? Naturally, he has to rush to repair it. You see, the kid is so eager to get married early. Of course, he has to repair the house day and night," Zhong Mingwei said with a smile, while Leaning over to kiss Meiya's red lips, she said with a blush, "Don't meddle in other men's business, you know?"
"Pang Yi is not someone else." Meiya said.
"Who says he's not someone else? Other than me, everyone is someone else," Zhong Mingwei said in a deep voice, pinching Meiya's chin, and looking down at her dark eyes, "little lady, have you written it down?" ?”
"Bah! Shameless," Meiya spat at him, and asked Zhong Mingwei with a serious face, "Don't try to be sloppy, tell me what happened?"
Zhong Mingwei was taken aback, and then whispered: "Actually not..."
"Zhong Mingwei, why did I agree to marry you? Have you forgotten?" Meiya cut off Zhong Mingwei's words suddenly, and looked at him with dark eyes without blinking, "If you dare to hide something from me , you just think about whether you are ashamed in your heart!"