In the evening of that day, when Su Shanyun came over to greet everyone, Yan Yunpei said to her: "You have to be busy with New Year's goods and cleaning in the past few days, so you don't need to come over to greet us." ”

Su Shanyun smiled and responded, "Yes." ”

"The second elder hasn't seen the letter yet, it is estimated that he will not be able to come back for the New Year this year, so you will take Brother Liang over here for Chinese New Year's Eve dinner." Yan Yunpei said again.

"Okay." Su Shanyun nodded softly.

Mrs. Lu took Su Shanyun's hand again and said, "This is the first time that you and the second child have been separated for the New Year, you must be a little sad in your heart, right?" ”

Su Shanyun hurriedly said: "He is a powerful minister and an important minister of the court, and his official affairs are more important than the New Year, which should be understood and supported by a wife." ”

Mrs. Lu smiled and patted the back of Su Shanyun's hand and said, "When he comes back, I'll ask him to spend more time with you." ”

Su Shanyun smiled and bowed her head.

Although she understands the responsibility he bears, she also hopes that he can return as soon as possible.

She is still young, and this life alone in the empty house is indeed not easy.

Perhaps because she missed Yan Jinxuan too much, Su Shanyun dreamed of Yan Jinxuan that night.

In the dream, Yan Jinxuan was helping her draw her eyebrows. His expression was focused, his eyes were gentle, and the hot breath from his breath hit her face at once, causing the body temperature of her whole body to rise unconsciously.

She tilted her head slightly and looked greedily at his picturesque facial features, becoming more and more fascinated, and unconsciously showed an obsessive/fascination look.

Yan Jinxuan sneered: "Why are you stunned? Do I have flowers on my face? ”

Su Shanyun realized her gaffe and replied with a red face: "In my eyes, you are more beautiful than a flower." ”

"Isn't it a woman who uses flowers as a metaphor? Men are like flowers...... Wouldn't it be too feminine? Yan Jinxuan couldn't help but smile and asked.

"There is an old saying: Men and women are rich and rich, and girls and men are tired. I mean to praise you. ”

Yan Jinxuan smiled and said, "Thank you!" But did I really give birth to a girl? No one seems to have said that to me. ”

Su Shanyun buried her face in his chest and said softly: "Because they haven't seen your gentleness, so they don't know that you are more gentle than a woman, at this time, your gentleness is projected on my body, and I feel it." ”

Yan Jinxuan picked up her flower-like face and said, "Because you are the only one who can arouse my tenderness." ”

Su Shan looked at him with affection and said, "So, since I met you, I have lived in gratitude every day. ”

He suddenly laughed again, "But." Sometimes I don't want to be too gentle. ”

Just when Su Shanyun was a little dazed, he threw her to the ground.

Su Shanyun woke up from the dream, recalled the scene in the dream, and her face was red again. She couldn't help but hug Yan Jinxuan's pillow a little tighter.

"Second master, come back quickly." Su Shanyun put her face against his pillow and muttered.

She needs his tenderness. He also needs his wildness/wildness, and he gives her a qiē that she likes.

In a blink of an eye, the Spring Festival has arrived, and the Yanfu of Changxingmen and Chaoxingmen are decorated with lights, a festive atmosphere.

Su Shanyun got up early in the morning and personally prepared the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner for the next people.

This is as a way of thanking the people for their hard work for the year.

In the evening. She sat down with her subordinates for Chinese New Year's Eve.

After the meal, she gave each person a big red envelope, and then took Liang Ge'er to Chaoxingmen to have a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner with her family.

Su Shanyun had just entered the weeping flower gate of Chaoxingmen Yan Mansion and saw Mrs. Lu walking towards her with a smile.

She was busy saluting Mrs. Lu.

"The master has brought back good news, and you will be very happy to hear it." Mrs. Lu said.

Su Shanyun suddenly vaguely expected something, and hurriedly took Mrs. Lu's hand and said, "Please speak." ”

"According to the news brought back from the front: the second child will probably be able to return to the capital on the evening of the fourth day of the Lunar New Year." Mrs. Lu said.

Su Shanyun was immediately overjoyed, and nodded again and again: "Okay." ”

Because of the thought that the second master was about to come back, Su Shanyun was in an irrepressible excitement all night, and at the same time felt extremely relieved.

After eating the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, receiving the red envelopes from Yan Yunpei, Mrs. Lu, Yan Jinhao and Zhang Hanlin, and giving red envelopes to Yan Jinhao's children, Su Shanyun returned to his home on the Changxingmen side.

Get into the house. Su Shanyun said to Ouyang Kuan and Mama Yang: "The second master will come back on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year. ”

They were also very happy when they heard this, and hurriedly said in unison, "Congratulations, madam! ”

Su Shanyun also smiled and said, "When the second master comes back, the whole family will be even more vibrant!" ”

"Yes, yes, especially Madame, today's smile is much brighter than yesterday!" Butler Ouyang Kuan also echoed.

Su Shanyun smiled and turned back to her room.

Mama Song is feeding Brother Liang.

Su Shanyun stepped forward lightly and hugged Brother Liang and said, "Baby, your father is coming back." ”

Brother Liang was stunned for a moment, and then babbled something to Su Shanyun while dancing.

Su Shanyun's eyes suddenly became hot, and a tear flowed out of her bright big eyes.

He had been away from home for five and a half months, and she had missed him for more than a hundred and fifty days.

Now that he is finally coming back, how can she not be overjoyed and excited?

Su Shanyun hurriedly wiped away her tears. kissed Brother Liang again, and then handed Brother Liang to Mama Song.

Su Shanyun walked in the direction of the wardrobe.

She wanted to take out all the clothes that Yan Jinxuan usually wears.

Since Yan Jinxuan left the house, she had folded the clothes he usually wore and stored them in the cupboard, and now she had to take them out and put them in the places he was used to reaching.

Since the clothes were stored in the closet for half a year, they were full of mothballs. Su Shanyun decided to smoke all the clothes that Yan Jinxuan was going to wear with incense.

So Su Shanyun said to Pearl, "Go to the storage room and take the long smoker cage, and at the same time take a piece of incense cake made of cloves, sandalwood, jiān incense and agarwood." ”

Pearl immediately went to do it.

After the pearl took what Su Shanyun wanted, Su Shanyun poured a pot of freshly boiled boiling water into the smoker with his own hands, and then covered Yan Jinxuan's clothes on the smoker.

In this way, the smell of mothballs in the clothes will be dissipated.

While doing this, Su Shanyun's expression was gentle and focused, as if nothing in this world could be more important than this.

When the pile of clothes on the desk was smoked like this, Su Shanyun asked Pearl to pour out the hot water in the smoker cage, and then put the lit incense cake into it with his own hands.

Clothes are burned to prevent the fire from burning too much. Su Shanyun covered it with another layer of ash.

In this way, the incense cake in the smoker emits smoke through the covered ash.

Su Shanyunfu covered Yan Jinxuan's clothes on the smoked cage.

After about an hour, the lavender was done.

Every piece of smoked garment is filled with a pleasant fragrance.

This method of lavation can keep the aroma on the clothes for several days, so Yan Jinxuan wears it just right when he comes back.

Su Shanyun personally folded the smoked clothes one by one and put them in the clothes compartment next to the bed. (To be continued.) )

PS: Dear friends, the first shift is coming, and the second shift is about 6-7 o'clock.