The seventeenth time Jiang Lingyan carefully prepared Liang Yuzhen to celebrate Chinese New Year's Eve

The weather was gloomy and the air smelled of the New Year. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 infoIn mid-air, there are often bursts of snowflakes falling. Like catkins, fluttering in the north wind. The gardenia under the eaves of the corridor has long since withered. But there is still a lingering, spring-like smell.

The only child sat under the west window, looking out at the snow. Jiang Lingyan drank tea while counting the days when Wang Qibo left. It's been seven or eight days, and I don't know what happened to Wang Qibo at this time.

The charcoal fire smoked the whole room hot, and Jiang Lingyan snuggled against the thick cotton cushion. Resting with his eyes slightly closed, he is busy with the decorations in the palace these days, and he is dizzy. In the afternoon, I chatted with Jun Hao for a while, so I had time to rest for a while.

Although I was tired, I thought about the silk and satin sent by Jun Hao, and the renovated Changchun Palace. Even if Jiang Lingyan is asleep, she will laugh out loud. Although there is no banquet on this birthday, it is enough to have these, and the company of Jun Hao is enough.

At this time, the pendulum on the wall struck five times. It was already afternoon, and Jiang Lingyan heard in a daze that there was the sound of the wind blowing outside. She opened her eyes lightly, and looked through the window to see that there were already palace people cleaning the courtyard.

It's just a little fan who stares for a while, and an hour passes. The palace maid Die'er brought the basin, took a hand towel to clean Jiang Lingyan's hands, and then kindly reminded: "Another month is the Chinese New Year's Eve, isn't the mother ready to prepare?" ”

In the Pingsu Palace, the emperor accompanies the concubines to watch the fireworks and then taste the dumplings. Only when the time has passed will one of the concubines be chosen to spend the night. At that time, the imperial court would have a seven-day holiday, so the concubine who was sleeping would not leave all night.

Compared with the concubines who can only wait for half the night, Chinese New Year's Eve is a special day every year. Even Jiang Lingyan is no exception, although she is favored. At that time, it was because of the queen's presence, and Chinese New Year's Eve was spent alone.

This year is different, the palace has just recovered. Except for the maid Wan Ning in front of the palace, she was the only concubine. Jun Hao will naturally accompany her, she listened to Die'er's words, and said with a chuckle: "Could it be that the emperor will accompany a maid?" ”

The implication is that Jiang Lingyan doesn't have to worry about it at all. If you can't grasp this year, then as soon as the show girl enters the palace next year, it will be difficult for you to gain the heart of the king. In other words, this year, we must capture Jun Hao's heart. You can't lose.

After a little rest for one night, Jiang Lingyan came to the Shangyi Bureau to ask for the best clothes. She also needs to prepare good jewelry, and she wants to show her past glory on Chinese New Year's Eve. Three years have passed, and she is still secretly taking the Seven Medicinal Incense.

If you want to get long-term favor, how can you not have the seven medicinal incense. She left some more, in case when the show girl entered the palace in the future, she could use it as a tool for "killing". Speaking of Qiyaoxiang, the incident when she was framed by the queen is still vivid.

In the imperial dining room, Jiang Lingyan had to personally pack the dumplings. Even the dumpling stuffing has to be made by yourself. She wants to leave the most beautiful impression on Jun Hao. It's just that she didn't know that she had already left a bad impression because she refused to draft at the beginning.

The snowflakes slowly dissipated in the wind, and a warm sun spread out. Looking at the birds jumping on the branches, Jiang Lingyan's heart was full of expectations. Looking forward to my wonderful performance on Chinese New Year's Eve. Prepare yourself for the future and sit firmly in the position of queen.

Time flowed like water, and soon flowed to the tail of the wax moon. It is carved with traces of the past years, and it still flashes in my mind. At that time, the heavy snow was falling, and the New Year's Eve at that time was endlessly evocative. Jiang Lingyan remembered what she looked like when she first entered the court.

She can speak well, and she quickly won Jun Hao's heart. Just looking at the moment when Jun Hao under the Chinese New Year's Eve followed the empress back to the palace. Jiang Lingyan completely understood one thing, it turned out that only the queen could win the heart of Jun Hao for a long time.

It was also from that time that she worked hard to climb to the position of queen. It's just that in the end, she is still a Jiupin Zhaoyi. After trying her best, she finally missed the position of the queen. All because of her cousin, Xiao Yihan.

Or behind a concubine, there is a cousin with a heavy army. So how can the emperor let her be in the position of the queen. The emperors of all dynasties will taboo those who hold military power. Jun Hao is the same, otherwise how could he have accepted Xiao Yihan's talisman.

Let him be a city defender, which is already the greatest gift. In fact, he is still afraid, Xiao Yihan's power tree has deep roots. Sending Xiao Yihan to Chen as an envoy was also a temptation. Leaving Jiang Lingyan in the palace, Jun Hao is still relatively easy to deal with.

For example, now, Jiang Lingyan is in charge of the draft. She refused to do so, and Jun Hao was very angry. In addition, Wan Ning was very close to her, which made Jun Hao suspect Jiang Lingyan's conspiracy. Is it Jiang Lingyan's coercion, Wanning will be with her.

That's why he came to Changchun Palace frequently to see what Jiang Lingyan was doing. It's just that Jiang Lingyan doesn't know all this. At this time, she is carefully dressing up her face and putting on the best dance clothes, just for the perfect show tonight.

When she walked into the Zhengyang Palace, she didn't see Jun Hao's figure. searched left and right, only to see Wang Lianying's figure on the eaves: "Princess? Where is the emperor? "Pingsu Wang Lianying has been following Jun Hao's side, why isn't he here today.

looked at Wang Lianying's expression was wrong, even if he spoke strangely: "Early in the morning, the emperor went to Fengtian Temple to offer incense and pray for our eastern foothills...... Tonight, I won't be back, so I'd better rest early...... "Leave in the morning?" Why didn't Jiang Lingyan know?

Suddenly, she thought of Yan Wanning. Her half-sister, why don't you see her at this time? And there was no candle in her side hall. A very bad thought flashed in her mind, because she knew that it must be Jun Hao and Wan Ning together!

Eventually, what she feared happened. What's more, Wanning also promised herself to do her job well. Why did I just help Wanning, but in turn I was deceived by Wanning like this. The more Jiang Lingyan thought about it, the more angry she became, and her whole body was trembling.

"Say! Where is the emperor? When Jiang Lingyan was angry, she grabbed Wang Lianying's clothes, "If you refuse to say it, this palace will kill you." She said every word, and her eyes revealed a murderous look. It looks terrifying.

A good Chinese New Year's Eve, Jiang Lingyan's carefully prepared dance. There are also dumplings that are hand-wrapped by themselves, all of which look a little thin at the moment. She seemed to feel that the snowflakes were flying in the sky, as if she was laughing at herself. "Yan Wanning—" She pronounced the name fiercely.

Because she was clearly at the Yilan Pavilion, she saw Jun Hao and Wan Ning together. The picture of leaning on each other made Jiang Lingyan suddenly feel her blood surge. She gritted her teeth and returned to the palace. Throw all the jewelry and dance clothes into the fire and burn them.

Those dumplings were also thrown into the furnace by her. The charcoal fire was lit with anger, and the "boom" was high. Die'er was about to step forward to pick it up, but was stopped by Jiang Lingyan, she muttered fiercely: "This palace doesn't mess with you, but you want to provoke this palace, but don't blame this palace for being ruthless!" ”

Under the year of the old calendar, it is particularly lively. The fireworks in the sky are colorful and mixed with the colors of snow. "It's so beautiful," Yuzhen shouted excitedly, pointing to the fireworks. For the first time, Yuzhen felt happy.

In the past, every time during the Chinese New Year, my sister accompanied me. But then, since my sister suddenly disappeared. Yuzhen is alone, and she can no longer find the warmth she once had. happened to meet Xiao Yihan, which filled her life with sunshine.

It's so good, Yuzhen took Xiao Yihan's hand. Sitting side by side on the wall, looking at the fireworks flying in the air, Yuzhen felt unprecedented happiness. Although the cold wind is howling now, in Yuzhen's opinion, it is extremely warm.

It's just that when Yuzhen touched Xiao Yihan's fingertips. But Xiao Yihan gently dodged it, and he really didn't know why, but he felt a little empty in his heart. It's like when I was a child, hide and seek didn't find my old friends.

She turned around unconsciously, looking at Xiao Yihan under the shroud of fireworks, and she looked more and more handsome and chic. It's just that there is a sad look in his eyes. Is it that he also has an unhappy experience to watch him so sad and sad.

With Xiao Yihan these days, Yuzhen feels very happy. She even thought that she could be with Xiao Yihan all the time. But what happened later gradually distanced her and Xiao Yihan. It turns out that everyone can't accompany themselves.

The night is dark, but under the reflection of fireworks, it looks extraordinarily lofty. This was a cheerful night, but in Xiao Yihan's opinion, it was somewhat melancholy and lonely. At this moment, I don't know what kind of Chinese New Year's Eve Wanning, who is far away in Kyoto, will live.

I remember when I was a child, Wanning always liked to run to her house, and then pestered herself, asking her to make small dumplings for her to eat. Holding hot dumplings and watching the brilliant fireworks. It's something to remember, but now there's no such opportunity.

He always believed that Wanning would wait for him to go back and marry her. This commitment will be counted no matter how long it has passed. Although Wan Ning did not agree, Xiao Yihan would wait until Wan Ning walked towards his arms with a smile. Over the years, he was really tired.

There was a wind blowing, and Yuzhen couldn't help but sneeze. Xiao Yihan casually untied his cloak, and then draped it over his shoulders for Yuzhen. Then he took out the warm wine in the snack box, poured a glass, and said, "If you drink some wine, it won't be cold, do you want to have a glass?" ”

"Brother Xiao underestimated me too much!" Yuzhen took the wine glass with a smile and drank it all. He also pointed the wine glass towards Xiao Yihan and asked her to see how much she had drunk. Then he wiped his mouth, took a piece of maufflé from the food box, and broke it into two pieces.

Mare's milk crisp is my favorite pastry, sweet but not greasy. When I was young, my sister made it for me. Now that my sister is gone, she always takes the mare's soufflé with her and leaves her sister a piece. She hopes that one day, her sister can come back.

"After this snowstorm, I will follow you to find your sister," Xiao Yihan hoped to find the eldest princess as soon as possible and ask about the ins and outs of the matter. Otherwise, when next spring, Yuzhen will marry in place of her sister. If something goes wrong, you can be held responsible.

Yuzhen looked at his dazed expression, unconsciously took out a piece of mare's milk pastry, stuffed it into his mouth, and said with a smile: "You can also taste it, it's delicious-" It seems that in Yuzhen's world, there are no sad words at all.

At the end of the day, firecrackers went off. The air is filled with the smell of firecrackers, and the smell of the New Year is getting stronger and stronger. The vague moon hangs in the sky, as if to celebrate the new year. Yuzhen arched her hand and smiled: "Happy New Year, Happy New Year—"

I don't know why, looking at Yuzhen's happy look. made Xiao Yihan unconsciously think of Wanning. Yuzhen can put down the palace together and spend a Chinese New Year's Eve with herself, a stranger, outside the palace. But Wanning has to guard the empty Zhengyang Palace.

Is there anything Wanning can't let go, I remember what Wanning said before. The only ones who can't let go are Jun Hao and Xianyun. Because she is the identity of the maid in front of the palace, Wan Ning will have some concerns, right? Xiao Yihan's heart became more and more suspicious.

The more confused my mind becomes, the more worried my heart becomes. He looked at the blooming ceremonial flowers and drank the wine cup after glass. The spicy liquid flows into the throat, as if it were a bitter memory. What would have happened if he hadn't gone on the expedition five years ago?

He would marry Wanning and live happily ever after. It's just that there are no ifs in life, and those tiny snow particles shuttle back and forth in the air. On the dry branches, dotted with winter colors. It's like a string of jade pods, and it's like a plum petal.

Seeing Xiao Yihan drinking, Yuzhen was also very happy. Maybe because he was drunk, why was his mind a little dizzy. Yuzhen left the wine bottle still on the ground, then grabbed Xiao Yihan's arm, and said vaguely: "Big brother dance with me, I want to dance......

The white snow is in full bloom. It's really a scene, just looking at the sleepy Yuzhen. Xiao Yihan unconsciously patted her shoulder lightly, and said softly: "It's time to go back and rest, it's getting late—"

But Yuzhen was on the rise, and she had to hold Xiao Yihan's hand. Then, on the snow, it spun back and forth, stirring up a lot of snow foam. He was still muttering to himself: "Look, I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk, I can still go around in circles, look, big brother!" ”

It's a pity that Yuzhen only turned around twice. felt sore, and suddenly collapsed on Xiao Yihan's shoulder. No matter how Xiao Yihan called, Yuzhen just fell asleep. There was really no way, Xiao Yihan had no choice but to take Yuzhen back to the inn.

Snowflakes are falling one after another. Xiao Yihan's footprints were quickly covered. I really can't figure it out, how a princess doesn't return to the palace on Chinese New Year's Eve. Chen Guojun was not worried, and the search was omitted. As the night deepened, the sound of firecrackers became quieter.

After settling Yuzhen, Xiao Yihan was ready to leave. But suddenly I heard Yuzhen's figure turning back and forth, and it seemed to be very unstable. Her face was covered in sweat and she looked very restless. The futon that had just been covered was kicked over by her again.

Yes, maybe it's because of the drinking. Otherwise, how can you have a fever all over your body? She really can't be ignored like this. Xiao Yihan had no choice but to stay by the side and wipe her sweat with a hand towel. Why doesn't this Yuzhen look like a princess?

In Xiao Yihan's mind, the situation of his first encounter with Yuzhen flashed. If everything is as Yuzhen said, he just went out of the palace to find his sister, why Chen Guo didn't care. Even if it's a princess, she should always be pretending, but there is no movement.

Is it that this Princess Yuzhen is hiding something, or is it fake. It wasn't until one day later that Xiao Yihan knew Yuzhen's true identity. Liang Yuzhen is actually the princess's personal maid. Because the princess suddenly disappeared, she was sent to find her.

As for marrying Donglu, it was actually because Chen Guojun couldn't find a princess and wanted to marry Yuzhen instead. Yuzhen was quite depressed in her heart at this time, and the words she said before were just to hide people's eyes. So no matter what Yuzhen said, it was actually a helpless move.