On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, when the northern capital was still cold, the snow did not decrease, but the snow began to fall again. The family banquet that will be held today will also add a bit of vitality and liveliness to the originally lifeless Forbidden City.

The national funeral also replaced the 27th with the 27th, and the political situation gradually stabilized.

Ruohua got up early to make up, the sky was not yet fully bright, and the flickering candlelight hit her face, adding a bit of beauty.

These days, Ruohua's body has gradually plumped up a little, and he is always much better than the weak wind before, and his face is a little better than a few days ago.

"Slim, don't worry about which clothes to wear in this palace, so that you can see that this palace is upset." Ruohua helplessly looked at the busy in front of him, but he sat on the side and was at the mercy of him, "Also, you all sit down for this palace, can this palace make it by itself?" ”

When Xian Yu and the others heard this, they had to put down what they were doing, looked at each other with a tacit understanding, and all retreated. Ruohua was satisfied, picked up a few hairpins in a plain flag outfit and put them on, a face without powder, but looked fresh and refined.

"Ruohua, happy birthday......"

Ruohua was stunned, the voice was extremely familiar and made her feel strange now.

She rested one hand on her forehead and smiled bitterly, the emotion in her eyes was constantly surging, "It seems that I am stunned again, and I actually heard Mo Xu's voice again...... I almost forgot that my birthday in the modern lunar calendar is also the fifteenth ...... of the first lunar month."

The voice contained a bit of self-deprecation, a bit of helplessness, a bit of sadness, and a bit of powerlessness. She knew that she was afraid that she would not be able to go back, that she had not heard his blessing for too long, and that she could no longer distinguish between reality and illusion.

She couldn't help but look at herself in the bronze mirror again, her slender fingers lightly touched the mirror, her fingertips rubbed the mirror, and her heart was full of mixed tastes. Suddenly, the cold wind hit, and the half-hidden window blew open a little, and she couldn't help shivering, but the look in her eyes sank a little.

Suddenly, a face crossed his mind, and he was seven or eight points alike......

Taihe Temple.

This Lantern Festival family banquet was held in the Taihe Palace, there was no particularly big pomp, everything seemed very natural, and there was no extravagance and waste, as if it was just the first gathering in the ordinary people's home.

However, there were quite a few people who came.

There are familiar faces, and there are quite a few unfamiliar ones. The concubines in the palace are almost all complete, several princes and Baylor are also here, and two elder brothers are also here, but there is a bit of a family banquet, and it also adds a bit of joy to the cold and dreary Forbidden City these days, and also has a bit of New Year's flavor.

It's very small, but it's a little angry. Ruohua was also happy when he saw it, and the emperor and the others seemed to be happy, but it made many people feel a lot more comfortable.

"Today, all of you are appreciating the face of the four princesses and the ceremony, it is also the Lantern Festival family banquet, the palace here wishes you all the best in the new year, as this Lantern Festival as round and complete." Concubine Ying, who was sitting on the emperor's side, was the first to speak, and she had the highest rank among the concubines, so it was natural for her to speak.

The emperor saw her the same, and also felt a little happy, so he followed the words, "The concubine is right, today is Ruohua's and the ceremony, and said that she asked everything to be simple, this filial piety moved me, come to someone, proclaim the decree." ”

As soon as the emperor's words fell, a eunuch in front of the emperor stepped forward and borrowed the book to read:

I am the princess, and now the four princesses of Jingren Palace are like Hua, gentle and respectful, Henghuang has rules, Du Xian etiquette, Rou Jia Wei, mother Yi Kefeng, Yongsu holding her body, modest and submissive, and I have won my heart. Teaching is in the palace, and the woman's virtue is not violated, and it is to use Fenger as the princess of Zhuang Jing Gulun, the golden book of tin. Humility to hold the profit, the festival of encouragement, expensive and thrifty, still Zhao supple wind, Keshu Lingyi, eternal blessings, with the Beijing division of a mansion for the princess's mansion, concession of their own choice, admiral.

Ruohua hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed to receive the order, not daring to make a mistake, as if he was walking on the tip of the knife every step. She knows very well that if she makes a mistake, others will laugh at her, not to mention that this is her big day, as long as she gets through it, she can get out of the palace smoothly.

No one dared to question such an article, and it seemed that everyone had taken the canonization as expected. But then again, the title of this canonization is in line with what the original owner should get later, which makes Ruohua feel a little at ease.

"Erchen takes the order, thank the emperor Amalonen."

Ruohua hurriedly thanked her, and she heard her voice tremble slightly. Later, when she received the holy decree from the hands of the imperial eunuch, Ruohua only felt that her hand was sinking, and the holy decree was much heavier than she imagined. She respectfully said that this decree was her way out, a step in her plan, and she had to take it.

The decree gave her an inexplicable sense of reassurance, and at the same time a sense of pride. This is the canonization decree of the Son of Heaven, and she took it.

The eyes of the people around her all focused on her, and she calmly got up under the gaze of everyone, her face did not show any signs of panic, in fact, she was more panicked than anyone else in her heart.

"Let's serve the food, I guess the big guys are in a hurry." He and the imperial concubine pursed his lips and smiled, breaking the atmosphere. The emperor looked at the imperial concubine and nodded, "Then let's serve, today is a good day, everyone can eat casually, the family is harmonious." ”

"It's fine." Concubine Ying stroked the string of sandalwood Buddha beads in her hand, and the smile in her eyes didn't know whether it was true or not, which made people feel a little flustered.

The maids who served the dishes one after another, although there were not many styles of dishes, and there was nothing particularly grand, and most of the home-cooked dishes in the Qing Palace. Although it is a home-cooked meal in the Qing Palace, it is much better than the feast at the home of ordinary people.

Ruohua looked at these dishes, and the main dishes were light style, which was also to her liking. She turned her head to look at Concubine Cheng, who happened to be looking at her as well. The eyes of the two people converged together, and they disappeared at the touch of a button, and did not attract the attention of some people.

Ruohua carefully looked at the people present, and a figure broke into his eyes, it turned out to be Beizi Xianchun who he saw that day. Ruohua almost lost his mind when he looked at his appearance that was very similar to Mo Xu, and quickly withdrew his gaze, restraining himself from looking over.

Xianchun did not wear the clothes of the people, but he was dressed in Mongolian clothes, but he was a little out of place among these people, but he didn't care at all. To tell the truth, this is the only man Ruohua has seen who has never shaved his head when he came here.

She sighed, but her thoughts drifted farther and farther away, like a kite with a broken string, rising and falling in the air, with no place to settle.