Chapter 485

She couldn't see that there were more women around him, and she couldn't make him divide his heart into two parts. Then she always wondered whether her half was bigger or the half of Little Ann's.

Once upon a time, she didn't think she would marry. Later, he said she could think about it, but later, she didn't think about it.

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Meiya stares at the goose yellow silk, which floats farther and farther away, until it can't be seen. Meiya stares at it so stupidly.

"Girl! Girl! What do you do?! " Chen Qingxuan saw Meiya squatting by the river in a long way. For a while, she was scared out of her mind.

Meiya has been in a low mood for two days. She always works in a sullen way and doesn't say much nonsense. Even Grandma Chen has seen the clue. Let Chen Qingxuan look at Meiya more. Chen Qingxuan has been concerned about Meiya. She woke up this morning and found that Meiya had lost her figure. Chen Qingxuan was surprised at first and then thought that Meiya might have gone home. He sat in Meiya's room for a while Son, I can't tell you how sad I am, but suddenly I saw the hairpin on the windowsill that Meiya didn't put on her head when she came that night. Chen Qingxuan sat up from the bed and chased after her. He was not sure where Meiya had gone, but he subconsciously looked for someone along the River and found Meiya upstream.

"Mr. Chen, why are you here?" Meiya hears the sound, turns her head and sees Chen Qingxuan running towards her side. She wipes her face and stands up from the ground.

"Girl, what are you doing?" Chen Qingxuan was relieved to make sure that Meiya's people were good. He gasped a few times and looked at Meiya anxiously. "I'm so scared that I can't see anyone in such an early morning."

"It's nothing, but I can't sleep. I want to pick some reed leaves from the river," Meiya explained, kicking the bamboo basket beside her feet. "Isn't it Dragon Boat Festival tomorrow?"

"Then you and I squeak, you don't know how worried I am that I can't see you in the morning..." Chen Qingxuan said, while watching Meiya's flying hair blown by the wind, he didn't even think about it, so he reached out to smooth Meiya's hair, but Meiya stepped back two steps, avoiding Chen Qingxuan's hand.

Chen Qingxuan opened his hand and took the hairpin out of his arms and handed it to Meiya. At the same time, he said, "what I saw on your windowsill, I brought it to you."

"Thank you very much, Mr. Chen." Meiya took the hairpin, but she didn't tie her hair, so she held it tightly in her hand. She didn't know how to use the hairpin to plate her hair. In the past, zhongmingwei used to tie her hair. This ordinary hairpin would shuttle between her hair flexibly in zhongmingwei ' After learning it, Zhong Mingwei won't tie her hair.

Meiya looks at the hairpin in her hand, thinking of her past careful thinking, and can't help but hook her lips and smile.

For the first time in a few days, Chen Qingxuan saw Meiya smile. Rao was obviously mixed with bitterness in the smile, but Chen Qingxuan could not help but also hook his lips: "girl, I know where there are reeds. Let's go. I'll take you to pick reed leaves."

"Good." Meiya nods and puts the hairpin into her arms. She is about to take the bamboo basket, but she sees that Chen Qingxuan has stooped to pick it up from the ground. At present, Meiya continues to swim up with Chen Qingxuan.

"Wench, what kind of stuffing does the zongzi in the capital have?" Meiya always walks with her head down, without saying a word. Chen Qingxuan can only find words without words. "Is it jiangmi jujube like ningguta?"

"There are also jiangmi dates, red bean stuffing and raisins in the capital," Meiya said. In fact, what good zongzi can a rough maid eat? It's just good that Grandpa Xie always left some good things for her to satisfy her appetite, and she can often eat some good things that ordinary palace girls can't, "and duck egg yellow, and bacon, but these zongzi are from the south, not sweet, but salty."

"Salty zongzi?" Chen Qingxuan looked stunned. "Is it delicious?"

"It's delicious. I think it's too sweet, but I prefer salty ones," Meiya said, looking at Chen Qingxuan with a smile. "I remember that grandma Chen's bacon hasn't been eaten at home, or we'll make some different zongzi this year?"