Chapter 443

"No," Zhong Mingwei pursed his lips, looked at Meiya and held Meiya's hand. "Pomegranate means to have many children. Such a good idea naturally appeals to the concubines of the harem."

"Oh, that's what it means," Meiya suddenly realized. "No wonder that many of Princess Zhao's clothes were embroidered with pomegranate flowers. I was wondering at that time. Princess Zhao didn't like such precious flowers and plants as peony and crape myrtle best. How could she embroider such ordinary pomegranate flowers on her clothes? That's why. "

Zhong Mingwei looked at Meiya's dark eyes, and felt the pain in his heart. After a little meal, he lowered his head and said, "clean up. It's time to eat. Pangyi bought bacon cakes from the market. You like them."

Meiya's face stiffened and then she lowered her head. She didn't say anything more. She went quietly to the Kang and cleaned up the dishes. At the same time, she murmured in her heart, you remember wrong. Some people like to eat bacon cakes, but I don't like bacon cakes. I really don't like bacon cakes at all.

Zhong Mingwei pushed open the window, watched Meiya walk to the well with the bowl, watched her hit a bucket of water, washed the dishes and chopsticks, also watched the bare pomegranate tree by the well, the hands in the sleeves clenched into fists, suddenly beat on the pillow, making a dull sound.

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After lunch, the four of them went down the mountain together. Pang Yi drove. Zhong Mingwei, Meiya and Gu Changlin all sat in the carriage. This was the first time Zhong Mingwei had gone down the mountain since he called the Ninggu tower. Zhong Mingwei didn't feel any better. Meiya was already excited. However, there was still a Gu Changlin in the carriage, but Meiya kept chatting with Zhong Mingwei.

"Do you see it? It's this river. I always tell you," Meiya pointed to the big river at the foot of the mountain outside the window and Zhong Mingwei, "isn't it quite big?"

"Yes," Zhong Mingwei said, nodding along the direction of her fingers. "It's from the mountain."

"Yes, the source must be on the mountain." Meiya's eyes are bright. She looks at Zhong Mingwei around her. How do you like it? She takes a sneak look at Gu Changlin and finds that he is leaning against the wall of the car to keep his eyes closed. Meiya's courage grows. One hand quietly holds Zhong Mingwei's hand.

Zhong Mingwei is surprised. As soon as he looks down, he looks at the white hand holding his own hand and shrinks it into the girl's Xihong sleeve. Zhong Mingwei feels the heat from the girl's hand and the damp sweat in the palm of her hand. Then he looks up at Meiya and hurries away from her eyes. He can't help but smile silently. He doesn't say anything or move, but the girl's hands are too hot Hold him tight.

"Did lotus flowers grow in the river last summer?" Zhong Mingwei turned to Meiya.

"No," Meiya thought, then shook her head decisively. "She looked at the growing water and grass. She didn't see any lotus growing. What? Do you like lotus flowers? "

"Yes, I do." Zhong Mingwei looks at Meiya's white face, and his eyes move to the small dark red scar on his chin. He wants to tell Meiya a little bit. He thinks Meiya is like a lotus flower. The girl who grew up in the palace like a dirty girl, but her heart is so clean and clear, which makes him ashamed.

But Zhong Mingwei didn't say anything. He just rubbed the little dark red scar with his fingers.

"Don't rub," Meiya was a little impatient, clapping Zhong Mingwei's hand away and muttering in a low voice. "I always like to rub people here if I have something to do. I will rub you off."

Zhong Mingwei bowed his head and smiled, then looked at the Jixian bookstore in front of him.

Chen Qingxuan is helping grandma Chen to get on the donkey cart. He hears the sound of horses' hooves coming from afar. Chen Qingxuan is too busy to look back. As expected, he looks at pangyi holding the reins of his horse and stops the cart in front of him.

"Mr. Chen, where are you and grandma going?" Meiya pokes her head out of the window and asks Chen Qingxuan.

"It's freezing in the field. I have to go back to spring plough..." Chen Qingxuan said, looking at the bright smiling face of Meiya in the window, it was so dazzling that he felt a little dazzled. His heart was "thumping" and then another man's face appeared in the window. Chen Qingxuan's face froze when he saw that Zhong Mingwei's hand was on Meiya's shoulder, and Meiya was grinning at Zhong Mingwei and then And then I got back to the carriage.