"Zhong Mingwei, I'm so scared right now," Meiya took a deep breath. Then she looked at Meiya pitifully, "Obviously you have taught me many court etiquettes a few days ago, but now my mind is full of confusion. I can't remember anything, what should I do? Wrong. Would I…”
Meiya couldn't speak anymore. Swallowing a big mouthful of saliva vigorously, he looked like a frightened fawn, looking lovely and pitiful.
"It's okay. Just follow me all the time," Zhong Mingwei said softly while reaching out to hold Meiya's hand. "Father called us back to Beijing to attend the funeral of the Empress Dowager. Don't worry about the rest, let's enter the palace to salute the father and then go to bow down to the Empress Dowager. Then we can leave the palace. Before and after at most Just an hour."
"One hour? So long!" Meiya was almost crying. As if remembering something again at the moment, he was so busy that he raised his chin at Zhong Mingwei. He asked, "Zhong Mingwei. Take a quick look, can you still see the scar on my chin?"
"I can't see it, there is no trace at all." Zhong Mingwei looked at the delicate white chin, and at the girl's dark eyes. The more he looked, the more he liked it. Pushing away, the man who failed to steal the fragrance was very frustrated, "What's wrong? You don't even allow a kiss?"
"In order to paint this chin, I did it for half an hour early in the morning on the dressing table. You don't know." Meiya rolled his eyes at him and said, "If you dare to touch the powder on my face , see how I deal with you!"
"Understood, we will kiss again when we go home." Zhong Mingwei said dejectedly.
"By the way, Mingwei," Meiya suddenly remembered something, first looked around, then leaned into Zhong Mingwei's ear, and whispered, "Where are the people sent by General Chi now? Have they arrived in the capital yet?" ?”
"Here we are," Zhong Mingwei nodded, and said in a deep voice, "I wanted them to go directly to the palace to pretend to be guards or something, but my father has already sent the Imperial Forest Army to our mansion, but these brothers from southern Xinjiang are not Well, let’s go to the palace again. I’ve already sent them to settle in various parts of the capital. By the way, the leader of the team lives near the house of Mr. Chen and Ms. Gu. Let’s find a place to meet him in a few days. On the upper side, discuss and discuss the situation in the capital."
"I don't know how Mr. Chen is doing in the exam this time," Meiya said a little worriedly, "and Miss Gu, I don't know if she will get used to living in the capital."
"Otherwise, when we are free someday, let's pretend to go and see Mr. Chen and Miss Gu?" Zhong Mingwei said.
"Hey hey hey! I'm just waiting for your words!" The next second, the girl's red lips were printed on the man's cheek. Before the man could react, she sat back in a hurry and opened her hands Covering her face, she only showed a pair of black eyes, and looked at the man slyly, "Hey, you can't kiss! You can't kiss anywhere!"
"Who said that?" Zhong Mingwei laughed dumbly, then leaned over to grab the girl's white and tender hand and kissed her hard, "This is the kiss."
"You...you go away, don't sit so close to me," Meiya stretched out her hand to push him away, muttering softly, "I'm nervous, don't provoke me."
Zhong Mingwei looked at her coy little appearance, couldn't help laughing again, when he was about to speak, the carriage paused, and then stopped.
"My lord and concubine are here." Pang Yi's voice came from outside.
"Understood," Zhong Mingwei said in a deep voice, and when he looked at Meiya, he found that Meiya was completely stiff. From the look, she was really nervous. Holding his hand, he said softly, "Didn't you agree? You don't have to think about anything, just follow me steadily."