When Lu Lan and the others returned to Chengyuan Palace, as Du Ruosheng said, there was a plate of dim sum on each seat, which was also a dim sum unique to Dongchuan, and there was already a person sitting in the vacant position next to Xiaoyi just now, and it was the child who disappeared.

When Fang Lanzhi saw Lu Lan appear in the Chengyuan Hall with a cold face, she knew that it seemed that this matter had not succeeded, and she didn't dare to look at Lu Lan again, but she also wondered how Du Ruosheng reacted so quickly, and she would do it without revealing a trace, looking at the dim sum in front of her, Fang Lanzhi had no appetite at all.

The palace banquet continued with everyone's return, and it didn't take long for the rest of the dim sum to be sent with Du Ruosheng's arrival, and everyone obviously had forgotten the unpleasantness of Fang Cai, but after tasting Du Ruosheng's dim sum, they all praised it.

"The queen's craftsmanship doesn't have to be bad at all with the imperial chef in the palace!"

"Yes, the ministers can taste the snacks made by the mother's own hands, so the ministers are lucky!"

Listening to the praise of the ministers, Du Ruosheng also smiled back, very modest.

"Why didn't I know you still had the skills? Don't you have a sweet tooth? How can it be so good? Yan Qinghan whispered in Du Ruosheng's ear.

Du Ruosheng looked at him, pursed his lips, and said mysteriously: "The secret, I can't tell you." ”

Yan Qinghan saw that she had sold off with herself, and raised her eyebrows to look at her, "I will let you tell me obediently." ”

Du Ruosheng obviously didn't eat him, turned his face and no longer paid attention to him, but looked at Xu Ling again, Xu Ling also looked at her, Du Ruosheng picked up a piece of dim sum and waved at him, Xu Ling raised the snack in his hand, put it in his mouth, and smiled.

After the palace banquet, it is late at night, and the palace will burn holly branches and leaves to pray for blessings.

The eunuchs and others took out the bronze bowls and came to the temple, and there were coals burning in it. The Queen Mother folds the prepared holly branches and leaves and places them on the fire. Everyone followed suit, and added a little rosin, and suddenly, in the Chengyuan Palace, the air became fragrant. And this ritual is to pray for good luck in the new year.

After burning out the holly branches and leaves, everyone went out of the Chengyuan Palace, and it snowed heavily outside the palace.

"Flying snow in the harvest year, the grand plan of the prosperous era, this is Ruizhao, Ruizhao!"

Du Ruosheng looked at the white snow falling from the dark sky, and sighed in his heart, it was snowing again, but I don't know if this snow is really an auspicious omen. Cool text

"What's the matter, do you miss Dongchuan?" Yan Qinghan didn't know when he appeared next to Du Ruosheng, and asked softly.

Dongchuan, I don't know if today's Dongchuan is as lively and peaceful as this.

"I don't know when this battle will end...."Du Ruosheng muttered, Yan Qinghan didn't hear it clearly, but looking at Du Ruosheng's lonely look, Yan Qinghan froze and only quietly accompanied her.

There was no feast in the Dongchuan Palace, only Gu Feng, Du Qianzhi, King Du, and Queen sat together to spend the Shangyuan Festival, although it was not lively, but it was also peaceful and comfortable, but everyone was worried about Du Ruosheng who was far away in the Wan Dynasty, and I don't know if she was okay.

Shangyuan Festival, a day of family reunion and national celebration, but there is one person who is alone and tastes this loneliness.

In the second half of the night, the ministers had also left, and the queen mother also returned to the dormitory to rest, and in the dim dungeon, a figure with a noble atmosphere slowly appeared.

"See the emperor!" When the jailer saw Yan Qinghan, he got up and said goodbye.

Yan Qinghan raised his hand to signal him to be silent, he held a food basket in his hand and walked to a cell.

In the cell sat a man with long hair scattered and simple clothes, his hair covered his face, and his full beard could no longer see his original face, hearing Yan Qinghan's footsteps, the man looked up at Yan Qinghan.

Yan Qinghan ordered someone to unlock it, walked into the cell, sat down next to the man, put down the food basket in his hand, put the dishes in the food basket on the table, and took out a pot of hot wine, two small white jade porcelain cups, and poured it full of wine after being placed.

The man opened his mouth in a hoarse voice: "Another year has passed, and you and I are still the same..."

Yan Qinghan picked up the wine glass, handed it to the man, and then drank it all before saying, "Brother Huang, get out of here." ”

Through the dim light in the cell, I saw the man's face clearly, Yan Jinyu, the former prince of the Wan Dynasty, the eldest son of the emperor who was graceful and handsome, but now he has become this embarrassed and sloppy appearance, and everyone who sees it will regret it.

"Where are you going to get out of here? Will the Queen Mother let me go? Faced with Yan Jinyu's question, Yan Qinghan was silent.