After nightfall, his dream was like before, Xie Ying was lying in his arms coldly, his face was pale, and he didn't breathe.

He hugged her, but the surrounding area was not Chen Wangfu, it was the Jinluan Palace, he thought that they would be able to go through this life hand in hand, why is this so......

But he woke up when the rooster crowed, "Squeak! ”

Li Chun heard the movement and immediately came to his room, but saw that King Chen was thinly dressed and holding the sword in the box that had been stored for many years.

"Gorou, what are you doing!" Li Chunsan stepped forward in two steps and held the sword.

Xiao Ke's pupils shrank, "Since you've come here, why cover up?" As he spoke, he looked at the long sword in his hand that was emitting cold light, "This sword hasn't been used yet." ”

"Goro." Li Chun's voice became helpless.

The sword in this box was a birthday gift from the Duke of Huainan when Xiao Ke was fifteen years old, and with Li Chun by his side, in fact, King Chen would also do some martial arts without physical effort, but these did not enter the stream.

But as a future emperor, he must be both civil and military, and he must be able to carry a sword.

"Tomorrow, as soon as the East and West Market opens, let's take it and open it." Xiao Ke walked to the couch, Li Chun moved the corners of his mouth, but he didn't know where to start.

"Yes." Li Chun withdrew from Songzhutang.

At this moment, the sky was also white, and King Chen remembered the dream just now, which was the most feared thing in his heart - Xie Ying's death.

His heart twitched, and King Chen frowned slightly, even if it was the danger of being discovered, he couldn't let the queen hurt Xie Ying, as well as the Northwest Hou Mansion behind her......

The sky is bright, the sunlight is scattered in the courtyard, and the Northwest Hou Mansion is lively again!

After Xie Ying practiced martial arts, he went to Tongxin Hall with his brother to say hello.

"In a few days, the wormwood and the yellow powder sprinkled are all ready?" Zhou was asking the steward of the house.

Seeing them coming, the butler answered and hurried away.

Zhou's eyebrows smiled: "It's rare that Min'er has been at home this month." ”

"Mother is tired." Xie Minli was thoughtful, Xie Ying had no choice but to smile and echo, and Zhou had to smile indulgently.

"In more than ten days, Song Niangzi will enter the door of the Northwest Hou Mansion, and I won't be tired." Zhou teased Xie Min.

Xie Min really turned red, but he still replied without changing his face: "It's also part of helping my aunt take care of things in the house." ”

Xie Ying bit her lip and smiled at Xie Min, and Zhou's gaze fell on her, "You are also fourteen years old." ”

"Auntie, I'm still young, don't worry!" Xie Ying said immediately, Xie Min glanced at it and only smiled without saying a word.

Zhou also followed her words, "I'm naturally not in a hurry, I just want you to take in your temperament." ”

Xie Ying took a long breath, but she didn't know that her mother was not in a hurry, but it was just because she was already the appointed Princess Chen, and it was just a matter of time and time.

The three of them drank tea, and Zhou Shi looked at the servant woman on the side and said: "On the fifth day of the first month, the Hou Ye will also have a court meeting, and let the people prepare bamboo leaves, meat and rice, and I will make them myself, and wait for the Hou Ye to come back and use them." ”

The servant woman bowed her head: "In previous years, the rule was that the lady would chisel the ice and send it to Liangzhou after the lady wrapped it, and this year it was finally ......."

Seeing that the two children were still there, Zhou coughed twice, and the servant woman withdrew from Tongxin Hall with a smile.

Xie Ying immediately smiled and said: "Over the years, I have been able to eat Auntie's zongzi, all of which are stained with Daddy's light." ”

"Heh," Zhou chuckled, suddenly thinking of something, and said, "Since you want to eat, come and help me." ”

She was stunned, "Me? ”

"It's just a dumpling, can it stump you?" Zhou raised his eyebrows slightly

Xie Ying had no choice but to nod her head in response, and sneered: Don't you just make zongzi, she can still learn it!

On the fifth day of the first lunar month, two handfuls of wormwood were hung outside the hall, and the people in the house began to sprinkle realgar everywhere.

On this day, she also wore red shoes embroidered with five poisons, and a small gilded sachet hung from her waist, which contained a pill to repel insects.

Xie Ying was curious for a while and got closer, and the freshness of the mint was far away, so she choked her nose and sneezed a few times.

The servants also smiled helplessly, and tied her arms again, "It's time for the lady to go to the kitchen." ”

Everyone in the kitchen hall had already lined up outside the hall, waiting for Zhou and Xie Ying to come.

Xie Ying looked at the tense atmosphere in the kitchen, and her eyes showed curiosity, "Aren't you just wrapping a zongzi?" ”

Zhou glanced at her, and Xie Ying's heart tightened, wouldn't it be because of her that she was so strict......

The servant woman who followed behind her looked at Xie Ying's expression and became worried, and then stepped forward and whispered relief: "Over the years, the ladies have made zongzi by themselves, and they can't make a mistake, so the cooks will naturally cheer up." ”

She wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but then she realized that it was the first time she came, but she was afraid that she couldn't make a mistake.

When she put on her gray apron, Xie Ying stood in front of the stone platform in confusion, and Zhou took out a small bamboo leaf from the basin.

"Lady ......"

The servant reminded in a low voice, and Xie Ying also hurriedly took one and wrapped it little by little, following Zhou's example.

The first one was naturally a failure, and it was still not the same after a few more packs, Xie Ying gritted his teeth, and Zhou had no choice but to sigh lightly.

"You're just learning how to make zongzi, but you haven't thought about who you want to share it with if you learn it."

Xie Ying was stunned, looking at the pair of crooked dumplings with the filling exposed, and became more and more deflated.

"A-Niang, I'm afraid I won't be able to learn."

Zhou said to her while wrapping it: "That's what you think is wrong, when I learned to make zongzi, I wanted to tell me that the person I thought about was the eldest princess and father, and then the Hou Ye." ”

"Actually, Master Hou didn't like to eat this, but when he saw that I was happy, he gradually loved it. Later, when I got married, I made this for Hou Ye every year. ”

After listening to Xie Ying, she gradually became interested again, "It turns out that A-Niang Duanyang will make zongzi by herself is this reason!" ”

Zhou nodded, and after a while, he became another one.

Seeing that Xie Ying still didn't make a move, she reminded her again: "Then who will Erniang tell if she learns?" ”

"Daddy, Auntie, brother, Song Niangzi, and ......" Xie Ying didn't continue, and there was another person reflected in her mind, but she didn't speak.

Zhou naturally guessed who it was, so he took the bamboo leaf and handed it to her, "Since you have it, let's learn it first!" ”

Xie Ying gradually became serious, although she was big and small, and she was not very good-looking, but she was extremely serious, and Zhou withdrew after wrapping it.

She knew that Erniang was older, and she had to let her do some things by herself.

"These two are for Daddy, these two are for my brother, and I will personally send these to Song Shangshu Mansion and Chen Wangfu in a while."

The servant woman hurriedly went to report to Zhou, and Zhou drank tea with a smile, seeing the relief on the faces of the people around her, so she had to pretend not to care: "It's just to send zongzi." ”

After the Northwest Hou returned home, the family sat around and tasted the fresh zongzi, Xie Ying hurriedly ordered someone to put on the carriage and go out.

"What are you doing Erniang!" When the Northwest Hou heard the servant's reply, he frowned slightly and looked at Zhou, as if asking why she didn't stop her......