On the twenty-ninth day of the lunar month, the Spring Festival couplets were pasted. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Thousands of households always replace the new peach with the old one.

Feng Jue's voice sounded outside, "Little white porcelain!" Little white porcelain! ”

Yun Cining, who was sitting in the room, shook her hand, and hurriedly stuffed the received letter into a wooden box, feeling worried that this letter was not written by someone else, it was her brother Yun Ciyang.

Half a year has arrived, the palace holds a Chinese New Year's Eve family banquet, Yun Chenning's mother, as the righteous sister of His Majesty the Emperor, their family should be there, and the letter also specifically mentioned that His Royal Highness the Seventh will also return to the palace.

With a light breath, Yun Yuning ran out of the door and poked his head: "What's the matter?" ”

"Help me see, is the couplet crooked?" I saw that in order to avoid trouble, Feng Jue took off his heavy cloak, wore only a robe, and stood on the stool and looked up for a long time. Chunhua and Huzi were holding the portrait of Zhang Men God, standing next to him and pointing around, "Crooked, crooked, to the left!"

"Nonsense, it should be to the right!" Chunhua raised the door god in her hand, wanting to follow Feng Jue's example to stick to the door god, but she was too small to even reach the height of the door bolt.

Yun Chenning, who ran out of the house, stood between Chunhua and Huzi, looking up like two children-

"Spring is full of flowers in the world, and the small courtyard is always safe all year round."

"Where's the horizontal batch?" Yun Porcelain Ning looked at the big characters on the couplet, the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing, the writing was in line letters, flexible but not messy, and it looked very elegant.

Feng Jue jumped down from the stool like a child, and pounced straight at Yun Cining, the hair tied up by the hairband floated upwards because of this jump, and he still held a piece of vermilion paper in his hand, and said, "The horizontal batch has not been written yet." ”

"You wrote that?" Yun Cining was surprised to lean over and gently touch the pasted Spring Festival couplets, the ink on them had not yet dried, and he could smell the fragrance of ink when he got closer.

The paper is also carefully prepared, and there are golden phoenix dark lines on it.

As soon as I turned around, I saw that Feng Jue had already begun to splash ink, standing in front of the bookcase placed in front of the door, the wolf dipped in ink, and in an instant the person and the pen were suddenly one.

When I finished writing, I was passing by a few friends who used to play chess with Huzi in front of the door, and I saw Feng Jue writing Spring Festival couplets in front of the door, and they all pulled their parents to come over to see.

"Feng Gongzi is happy on Chinese New Year's Eve!"

"Like-minded, like-minded!" Feng Jue, who put down the wolf's hair, was slightly stunned, and immediately greeted everyone, and on the day of removing the old and welcoming the new, everyone's faces were beaming.

This is probably the life that Yun Porcelain Ning yearns for the most, but unfortunately after today, it no longer exists, perhaps...... I can't wait for this day to pass......

After the congratulatory crowd slowly dispersed, Feng Jue noticed that he was standing in front of the bookcase and looked at Yun Chenning in a daze, looking very lonely.

"Little white porcelain, what's wrong?" Feng Jue tugged at her sleeve, held the horizontal pile in her hand and blew, ready to climb on the stool and stick it.

Yun Jianning figured it out, since the two of them had already expressed their intentions, they should no longer hide it from each other, let alone such an important matter.

Biting her lip, Yun Chenning slurred, "Little Yellow Chicken, let me tell you something...... After you hear this, don't be angry, don't hit me if you want to be angry! ”

Feng Jue was amused by her appearance, and laughed out loud, "What do you say, how can I beat you." ”

"Actually, I'm not called Bai Jin." Yun Cining closed her eyes like pouring beans and finished saying this sentence very quickly, paused, saw that there was no movement around, and gradually opened her eyes, just in front of Feng Jue's eyes, as if waiting for her next sentence.

Feng Jue's reaction made Yun Chenning panic more and more, "No, I mean...... Actually, Bai Jin is my other name, and my real name is Yun Cining. ”

"Oh." Feng Jue took the door god in Huzi's hand, brushed the paste with a small brush with one hand, and gestured on the door with the other.

"Oh?" That's the reaction? That's too bland, isn't it?

Yun Yuning ran to Feng Jue, pulled his arm, and shouted, "Little Yellow Chicken, I lied to you!" ”

Feng Jue raised her eyebrows, "It's not too late to confess now." ”

"You're not mad at me?" Yun Ci Ning's eyes were stunned, and he recalled what Feng Jue said several times, but he was still not sure if he was angry.

Feng Jue shook his head, put down the portrait of the door god in his hand, put his hands on Yun Ci Ning's shoulders, looked at her fixedly, and said very seriously: "I like you as a person, not your name, so whether your name is Bai Jin or Yun Ci Ning, I like it, how can I be angry?" ”

"Really?" Yun Chenning pulled the corners of her mouth, but the more Feng Jue said this, the more guilty she felt in her heart, and before the words reached her mouth, the tears in her eyes burst into the embankment: "But...... But I ...... Woowoo woo ......"

What was said later, Feng Jue didn't hear it clearly, only knew that Yun Chenning threw herself into her arms, and talked for a long time in a daze, tears wet her clothes, and she almost cried out of a snot bubble, Chunhua and Huzi on the side both scratched their noses and whispered: "Shame face!" ”

"Go, go, go back to the house." Feng Jue shook his hand, and the two children ran into the house with a smile one after the other.

Yun Cining in his arms finally stopped crying, but still lowered his head and sobbed, "But I already have a marriage contract." ”

"What?! You already have a marriage contract?! Feng Jue's eyes widened in surprise.

"And...... Or ...... with the Seventh Highness in the palace" Yun Chenning's voice became smaller and smaller, and in the end he couldn't go on.

Feng Jue touched his chin and muttered for a long time, "This thing is indeed a bit difficult to do, why don't we elope!" ”

Yun Yuning raised her head in surprise, and after seeing Feng Jue's expression clearly, she twitched the corner of her mouth, gently pinched his arm, and said, "What I said is true!" I really have a marriage contract! ”

"So what, I have it too!" Feng Jue grinned when he was pinched, jumped back, and wrinkled his eyebrows.

The maid on the side couldn't hold back her laughter for a long time, shrugged her shoulders and stuck to the corner of the wall to reduce her sense of presence as much as possible.

Yun Chenning only thought that he was still joking, and crossed his waist very seriously and said: "Little Yellow Chicken, don't be joking, I'm going to get down to business!" ”

"I'm talking about the right thing, lady."

Yun Ci Ning simply shouted, "It is the Seventh Highness who has a marriage contract with me, could it be that you are the Seventh Highness!" ”

Feng Jue slapped his thigh, "Hey, little white porcelain, why are you so smart today, you can guess it!" ”

The maids on the side had already laughed, bending over to support each other.

In the vast snow, Yun Chenning, who was wearing a red cloak, seemed to have an excited mind that instantly cleared up, and turned his head to look around, Sister-in-law Wang didn't know when she and Chunhua Huzi stood behind the threshold, except for being in the dark, they seemed to know the true identity of the little yellow chicken! And that stinky yellow chicken is still smiling!

Bending over to raise a ball of snow, and without hesitation, smashing it towards Feng Jue's handsome face, Yun Porcelain Ning scolded: "Stinky yellow chicken!" ”

When Yun Porcelain Ning and Feng Jue met for the second time and exchanged names, Yun Porcelain Ning laughed at Feng Jue and said: "Phoenix chicken, phoenix chicken, is it a phoenix or a chicken?" ”

I didn't expect that today's proverb became a prophecy, and the little yellow chicken I always thought was really a phoenix, or was it a cunning one...... Chicken skin phoenix!

Yun Cining, who snatched Feng Jue's jade pendant, once took a good look at the jade pendant under the reflection of the candle flame, and there was a "seven" on the back, originally she thought it was Feng Qi's "seven", but she didn't expect this "seven" to represent His Royal Highness Seven!

The news that the little yellow chicken is equal to the Seventh Highness is like a thunderbolt directly blew Yun Porcelain Ning to the east and west, north and south, and it was not until he sat at the dining table at noon that Yun Porcelain Ning came back to his senses: "So, you are the prince?" ”

Feng Jue nodded, and raised her eyelids to carefully observe Yun Chenning's reaction.

"Haha!" But seeing Yun Porcelain Ning excitedly knocking the spoon on the bowl, so frightened that the chicken legs in Huzi's hands fell to the ground, Feng Jue twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking that Yun Porcelain Ning was stupid, while carefully picking up the chicken legs on the ground for Huzi, and at the same time clipping another good one for him and putting it in the bowl, "Little white porcelain ......"

"So, I'm the princess?" Yun Chenning's voice was calm, and she couldn't hear joy or anger.

"Yes...... Oh, yes. Feng Jue's heart turned a hundred times, quickly thinking about how to explain to Yun Cining, before the words in his mouth were spoken, he saw Yun Cining slap the table, a pair of eyes had already become bright, and he ran to the study with a smoke, and the chopsticks had not yet been put down and ran back with an abacus, "How many months does the princess have in a month?" ”

"Snap"

"Snap"

……

Five pairs of chopsticks fell to the ground together, and everyone who was eating looked at Yun Porcelain Ning who was planning to plate in a daze.

*

It was a very difficult problem to solve, but I didn't expect it to be completely fine after I said it. Feng Jue became attached to herself because of eating noodles when she was a child, and the two had a fight, and since then, Yun Cining has a grudge in her heart.

After escaping from marriage, Yun Cining thought that he had already fled to the ends of the earth, but he didn't expect that he was like a monkey, and he couldn't escape from the Five Fingers Mountain of the Buddha, and he bumped into Feng Jue on the way home.

What else could it be if it wasn't fate? Yun Chenning couldn't help but begin to sigh that there was such a coincidental thing in the world. However, after sighing, Yun Cining immediately put on an angry face, pulled her ears and pulled Feng Jue back to the room, "When did you know my true identity, a few side concubines and a few concubines in the backyard, let's talk about it!" ”

Although Yun Corning really doesn't care what Feng Jue's identity is now, it doesn't mean that she likes to stay in the backyard and fight with a group of women, you are a sister and I am a sister, so she has to figure out the situation, if she is not satisfied, it is a big deal to continue running!

Feng Jue, who was grabbed by the ear, pursed her eyebrows and shouted in pain, and replied very aggrievedly: "Back to the lady, I only knew your true identity when Chunxi found you, the backyard of the house has been abandoned for many years, and now it is used to grow vegetables.

Biting her lip, Yun Cining was amused by Feng Jue's appearance, hooked her fingers and tapped on his head, raised her chin and said, "Hmph, I'm quite satisfied."

As soon as the words fell, a certain shameless little yellow chicken came up, wrapped his arms around Yun Chenning's waist, and leaned close to his ear: "That lady, can you accompany your husband back to the palace to attend the Chinese New Year's Eve banquet this afternoon?"

The scorching breath sprayed in his ears, obviously the fire in the room was not too strong, but Yun Cining's cheeks were as if they were burning, red and hot, and pushed away Feng Jue in front of him, Yun Cining deftly broke free of his embrace, and quickly ran towards the door, until he stood in the small courtyard with snowflakes for a long time, and the heat on his face faded.

Feng Jue in the house chuckled, and when Chinese New Year's Eve passed, he would ask his father and emperor for a good day, and officially marry Xiao Baizhu back to the house.

However, then again, the things in the palace are still waiting for him to clean up.

*

On the evening of the twenty-ninth day of the lunar month, the snow fell, and on the streets of Wusu, the lanterns of each household still flashed fluorescently.

The goose-feather-like snow seeds fluttered and piled up like jade.

Ye Ye, who was dressed in a Taoist robe, led the horse towards the depths of the vast snow with one hand, and Feng Jue behind him waved his hand, "Brother Ye, often write letters!" ”

"Got it." Ye Ye reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth, Bei Luo had already explained the situation to them a few days ago, and went to Dashi by boat. Since Beiluo has her own ideas, Yun Chenning and Feng Jue can't stop others. Here, the two confessed their identities and prepared to return to the palace together, but Ye Ye had no intention of becoming an official at all, so he decided to chase Beiluo.

In his heart, there are still many things that have not been clarified, and he must be made clear to Beiluo face to face.

After sending Ye Ye away, Feng Jue and they should also set off, the sister-in-law in the mansion had already prepared a list of New Year's goods, and the servants were loading the carriage one by one.

Chunhua and Huzi, who were standing in front of the door, held hands and said, "Uncle Feng, you must come back."

Yun Cining, who was sitting in the carriage, lifted the curtain and poked his head out to look at Feng Jue, who was helping everyone load New Year's goods, and said with a smile: "Little yellow chicken, I am your cousin according to generation!" ”

In modern times, close relatives are not allowed to marry.

But seeing that Feng Jue, who was busy, clapped her hands, leaned on a large box, and hooked her lips slightly, "Don't panic, lady, don't take such a trivial matter to heart." ”

The little white porcelain in the carriage was stunned for a moment, and said stupidly: "Why?" ”

"Because I'm ...... Cute girl. ”