Chinese New Year's Eve in the palace to keep the year, when I returned home, it was already the morning light in the east, Xie Yiying tired words did not tell Zhou Jin, as soon as he touched the bed, he fell asleep, Zhou Jin came out of the bath, he saw a dark blue horizontal and vertical eight plates on the bed, helpless to help people take off their clothes, stuffed into the quilt, and then no longer went to the study, only sat on the edge of the bed and read the official documents that were not read today.

Until the candle gradually dimmed, he finished dealing with the matter at hand, put the pen and paper on the table, turned around and saw the person on the bed holding the quilt twisted into a twist, sleeping dishonestly like a child, and put her arm into the quilt with a wooden face, and then took off her coat and lay in together, listening to the steady breathing of the people around her.

Half of the night opened his eyes, very lightly, not very skillfully, and hugged Xie Ying into his arms.

Because of the morning dusk, I slept a little too much at once, Xie Yiying felt a little cloudy when she woke up, and she couldn't tell what night it was, Zhou Jin was reading at the table, and when she saw that she was awake, she looked at her sideways, and she didn't say anything for a while, and Xie Yiying said sullenly for a while: "Zhou Jin, did you beat me while I was sleeping?" ”

……？

"Hurry up, it's time for lunch."

Xie Yiying responded, his little face was warm and soft, and his cheeks were red, as if he had been steaming in a steamer all night before taking it out, and it looked a little delicious. She stayed for a moment before she sighed and lifted the quilt: "Can't I stay in bed forever one day?" ”

Zhou Jin ignored her nonsense, stood up and handed over the clothes that had been smoked for her early in the morning, the clothes were already smoked warm, Xie Yiying couldn't help but bury her face in it, Zhou Jin saw that she maintained this position for a while and might have to sleep again, no matter how warm the house is, it is not as warm as the bed, I am afraid that she will get cold, and pinched her ear bones with her hand: "Go and cook." ”

Xie Yiying remembered that on the two days of Chinese New Year's Eve and the first day of the new year, she gave two days off to people who had been staying in the mansion on weekdays, including Qingmei and Luluo, because the other maids still had time to return to their own homes, but these two people, she couldn't live if she left, and the two of them have been by their side since they got married, and they have never left the mansion, so they specially ordered them to go home for the New Year these two days.

In the kitchen, too, a few masters in the countryside gave them leave a few days in advance, and the rest of the mothers-in-law, if they don't have something to do on weekdays, they also want to come every day, and they will also go back for the New Year at this time.

So in the past two days, only the guards who have been arranged to be on duty in rotation, and a few maidservants who have been invited to stay in the house for various reasons, are very empty. There has never been such a convention in the house, but Zhou Jin doesn't care, just let her mess around.

The result of the nonsense was that the four imperial concubines slept until three o'clock in the morning, and the four princes had not eaten until noon.

Xie Yiying thought that Zhou Jin should not have been hungry a few times when she was so big, so she couldn't help but be a little embarrassed, put on her clothes, finished washing, and went straight to the small kitchen.

The ingredients are fresh, fruits and vegetables are readily available, although there are only two people to eat, it is the first day of the Lunar New Year, Xie Yiying pondered what to do.

I went through the recipe in my head, set the menu, and was rolling up my sleeves to prepare for the fire, when the firewood I was looking at was suddenly taken away by one hand.

"Huh?" Xie Yiying looked at Zhou Jin who came in in surprise, "What are you doing?" ”

Even if Zhou Jin entered the kitchen, he still looked like a merry nobleman: "Cook with you." "The answer is a matter of course.

"Well......" Xie Yiying thought about the ancient saying that a gentleman was far away from cooking, Zhou Jin was afraid that it was not appropriate to cook with him, so he only thought about it, anyway, in his own house, it was the first day of the New Year, and he was asked to do it, who could run into their house and say that he couldn't do it.

So he was also at ease, he boiled the fire and boiled the water, and he rolled up his sleeves and turned out a fat chicken, the chicken has lost its hair, Xie Yiying held a knife, cut off the legs, peeled off the skin completely, and chopped the muscles and bones. Take the egg and knock it lightly on the side of the table, break the eggshell with both hands to slightly expose a slit so that the egg white flows into the bowl, and when the egg white runs out, pour the egg yolk into another dish.

Zhou Jin was washing winter bamboo shoots on the other side, and she caught a glimpse of her smooth movements, which seemed to be more graceful and moving than that day and the prelude to driving, and her demeanor was more precious, and she probably liked this life of firewood, rice, oil and salt.

Mix the egg whites, flour fiber, and pine nut meat together, and knead them together with Xie Yingsu's hands and chop them into pieces. Take the sesame oil and burn it yellow, and put it in the bowl. Then she turned sideways, took the wine jar that had been prepared, and poured half a catty of Baihua wine into it, and the whole room was suddenly full of wine, which made her can't help but take a deep breath, and add a large cup of autumn oil and an iron spoon of chicken fat.

"Have you washed the bamboo shoots?"

"Washed up." Zhou Jin handed her the plate, and the winter bamboo shoots on the plate were neatly stacked.

"Where's Xiangtan?" Xie Yiying wiped the winter bamboo shoots into the bowl with one hand, so that Zhou Jin was aroused without hesitation.

"It's washed too."

Probably because of the abundance of time, Zhou Jin coded the incense into a pagoda shape, and the tip happened to be a small umbrella, Xie Yiying took the plate and laughed when he saw it.

Then he held a knife in his right hand and a fragrant tan in his left hand, skimming and pinching each other, respectively, to open a small cross-shaped opening to facilitate the taste for a while. The knife is skillful, one after a while, and the plate is empty in a moment, and I was about to get the ginger and shallots, and the empty plate was covered with a plate, which was filled with the ginger slices and green onions, but the thickness was not very uniform, and it was obviously done by raw hands.

"Your Highness, you cut this dish......

"How?"

Xie Yiying smiled at the person, and said in a brisk tone: "Very good." ”

Add everything, cover the skin of the chicken bones peeled off before, add a large bowl of water, and steam through the steamer.

So the dish is ready.

The two of them worked together to catch up with the time, and finally made the six dishes, Xie Yiying wiped the handle with the rag on the table, lifted the lid of the pot and tasted the soup, and felt that the heat was enough.

"How?"

"You can try it, I think it's okay." Xie Yiying turned sideways to make room for Zhou Jin, Zhou Jin walked to her side, took the spoon in her hand and took a spoonful, tasted it and nodded, "Well, it's okay." ”

"Does it taste good?" Xie Yiying turned his head to look at him, with a pair of smiling eyes, clearly wanting to hear him say words of praise.

Zhou Jin ignored her, and only lowered his head and put two cups of astragalus black chicken soup. When Xie Yiying pursed her lips dissatisfiedly, she smiled at her, like coaxing a child: "It's delicious." ”

put the vegetables and soup into the food box, picked them up with both hands and prepared to go back to the house, but Zhou Jin took them with one hand.

Xie Yiying looked at him puzzled: "What are you doing?" ”

Zhou Jin carried the food box with one hand, turned around and walked out, without looking at her.

"Hey! You ......" Xie Yiying chased after him, raised his hand and was about to grab his sleeve, but he grabbed it all of a sudden.

Huh?

Xie Yiying paused, and from her angle, she just saw Zhou Jin's handsome and unparalleled side face, with long and thick eyelashes, deep eye lines, and a delicate arc hanging out of the tail of the eye. He pursed his lips slightly as if he was very strict, but he ...... It's not scary at all.

His palms were warm and his grips were strong.

Xie Yiying quieted down, then interlocked his fingers with the person and shook him back.

Pushing open the door, there was already a heavy snow outside the house, and the sky and earth were suddenly only pure white.

Xie Yiying squinted her eyes and looked up at the sky, and the snowflakes fell softly on her face and turned into tiny droplets.

At this moment, Zhou Jin was hesitating in his heart, with such a heavy snowfall, he ...... Do you want...... ...... bring your daughter-in-law over?

The sound of footsteps broke the silence, and it was the guards of the palace who stepped on the snow.

Approaching and looking at the appearance of the four princes and the four princesses holding hands affectionately, he also knew that he had come at the wrong time, so he knelt on one knee and clenched his fists with both hands: "Say hello to Your Highness and the Imperial Princess." ”

"Get up," neither of them had the consciousness of letting go of their hands, and calmly showed their affection in front of outsiders, "On a snowy day, don't forget to finish drinking ginger soup in a while." ”

After the imperial concubine spoke, the guard stood up with kindness, he knew that his wife had always been kind and considerate.

"Imperial Concubine Xie. Just now the second prince's mansion sent a courtesy, and now it is in the gatehouse, I don't know how to deal with it, and my subordinates dare not make decisions without authorization, so I came to ask His Royal Highness and the imperial concubine. ”