Meiya doesn't like to dress up, at most she pesters Zhong Mingwei to braid her hair or something, she finds it bothersome to put on makeup and powder. Because she is busy every day, she is sweating all over her head and face at every turn, and sometimes she smells of oily smoke all over her body. If you apply makeup and powder, you must wash your face several times a day. She is really troublesome. People who are used to busy work since childhood will definitely not stay quietly in the back house and be a lady just because of the flowers and pinks of this screwdriver, so Meiya usually only puts a layer of balm on her face. It was also when Xiao An came over that he followed Xiao An to smear powder and ointment, and then came to sell pies in front of Zhong Mingwei with a showy face. The two laughed. Meiya went to wash her face.
"I don't like it, I feel dizzy when I see that screwdriver for bottles and cans." Meiya was a little embarrassed. The black eyes secretly looked at the man. Then he murmured, "But...but if I can cover up such an ugly scar, I won't be afraid of dizziness."
"Girl, people who know you won't think your scars are ugly. People who don't know you don't have to worry about what they think," Zhong Mingwei said softly. While stroking Meiya's loose long hair, she said, "However, if you don't like this scar, then cover it up."
"I didn't like it very much in the past, but later... after knowing that you don't dislike it, I don't care anymore." Meiya put her arms around the man's neck, blushing and said, "I don't care what other people think, I only care about yours. "
"Girl, I only care about your opinion," Zhong Mingwei said in a deep voice. At this point, he paused, his thick eyelashes trembling, and when he spoke again, his voice became a little lower, "An's pregnant , I know you must be envious..."
"Mingwei, I envy Sister An, I envy her being a mother," Meiya cut off Zhong Mingwei's words, her big black eyes looked at the man's instantly stiff face without blinking, but she smiled as if Spring flowers in full bloom, "Not only Sister An, I also envy many people. I envy Miss Fang who was born in the prefect's family. She was born rich and beautiful. I envy Miss Gu. The whole family loves her and surrounds her. Look at her, by the way, I still envy Miss Duan, she was already your unmarried lady before she was a teenager," Meiya stretched out her hand to help the man's slightly frowning brows, and said again, "Look, I envy so many people, but I never thought about who I would become. After all, I am too satisfied with my life now, Ming Wei, don't you think so?"
The frowning brows were smoothed away by the girl's slender and fair fingers, and the guilt in the man's eyes gradually faded, those beautiful peach blossom eyes looked at Meiya with a smile: "Then I can make you more satisfied. "
"What?" Meiya raised her eyebrows, and looked at Zhong Mingwei playfully, "Look at your behavior like a mouse stealing oil, do you want me to be more satisfied in bed?"
"Hey!" The mouse who stole the oil became more and more proud, and immediately walked towards the dormitory with Mei Ya in his arms.
Meiya: "... Hey, hey! Are you going to satisfy me, or make yourself more satisfied?"
"Hey hey!" The mouse laughed even more proudly.
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Jiasheng Thirty-fourth February 26th
capital.
Royal study.
Concubine Shu Cui came to report to Zhong Zhiheng about the Empress Dowager's funeral. In fact, these were originally the duties of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
"My concubine is tired." After listening to what Cui said for a long time, Zhong Zhiheng poured a cup of tea for Cui himself and handed it over. While looking at Cui's obviously haggard face, he said slowly, "These things Just leave it to the servants of the Ministry of Internal Affairs to handle it, how can Aifei do it herself?"