Take the winter solstice, to the gods, people and ghosts.

Su Qin held a ceremony to worship the heavens at the sacrificial altar early in the morning. Because of the autumn hunt, this year's ceremony is simple. In addition to the royal family, there were not many ministers of the imperial court who were invited to participate, and Zheng Ling, who was present, became the only woman with a foreign surname.

After standing for a whole day, the sacrificial ceremony is over. Zheng Ling's hands were frozen.

"Zheng Ling." Qin Mingruo walked over. "Lord Lieutenant."

"Princess." Zheng Nangong bowed his head slightly.

"Lord Taiwei, can you let Zheng Ling eat antique soup with us."

"Ling'er, go ahead." Today's winter solstice is naturally a festive day, and the juniors will have a lively time, Zheng Nangong will never stop it.

"Father. See you later. "Zheng Ling followed Qin Mingruo." It's a really cold winter. Zheng Ling rubbed his hands.

"When I entered the house, it was warm, and it was covered with fire dragons. This antique soup is also hot. Shabu shabu is delicious. ”

When the two arrived at a room, Zheng Ling looked like they were all acquaintances. "The folk girl has met several highnesses and met Su Gongzi." There are not many people in this room, but the weight is not light. It's just that this vacant position is only next to King Cheng.

"The county lord is polite." Qin Mingde took advantage of the situation and pulled the stool.

"It's been a long time since I've eaten antique soup. Today's cattle and sheep are still sent from Xiping City. Qin Mingruo put a large piece of mutton into the pot and boiled it.

"Miss Zheng, you went to Xining City before, and you saw General Zheng?" Qin Mingde sandwiched a piece of meat, dipped it in the sauce, and took a bite with relish.

"Ah, I didn't see Brother Pingxin. The elder brother has to take care of the affairs of Xiping City and Yundu, and the epidemic situation in Xining City is serious, and the affairs are also very heavy. Zheng Ling was a little uncomfortable.

"Miss Zheng, you've worked hard in Xining City. It's really a woman who doesn't let her eyebrows go. ”

"Nope." Zheng Ling responded cautiously.

"Brother Huang. This wine is made of fine osmanthus flowers, which is a must in the city of Dongwu, and a few days ago, the father rewarded it. This winter solstice, I specially brought it to you to taste. Qin Mingxuan interrupted the topic and picked up the wine jug to pour wine one by one.

"It's right to ask the emperor about eating, drinking, and having fun."

"Brother Huang, it's a joke."

"It's snowing outside." King Ning looked out the window. Large flakes of snow fluttered and fell on the ground.

Zheng Ling couldn't help but take a sip of osmanthus wine, which was sweet and delicious, and took several sips.

"Don't get drunk." Qin Mingruo hurriedly stopped Zheng Ling.

"Hey, hey." Zheng Ling's face turned crimson. "I'm not drunk. Delicious. Hey. ”

Qin Mingruo was a little helpless, "I'll help you go back to rest." ”

"Nope." Zheng Ling shook his head playfully. "We don't get drunk today." Zheng Ling stood up and took the flask, "Drink." ”

"You're drunk." Qin Mingruo wanted to stop Zheng Ling.

"I'm not drunk." Zheng Ling sat down and looked carefully at the side, "You look like His Royal Highness King Cheng, you look scary." ”

Qin Mingde looked at Zheng Ling, "Really?" ”

"Imperial sister, I'm sorry for you to take Miss Zheng down to rest." Qin Mingxuan hurriedly said, his second brother, but he is the master who eats people and does not spit out bones.

"Zheng Ling, let's go." Qin Mingruo also realized the danger and hurriedly pulled Zheng Ling over.

"Ahh Zheng Ling's drunkenness was even worse, and he fell on the table.

"Asleep." The corners of Qin Mingde's mouth raised slightly. "Pour a cup. Afraid? ”

"Zheng Ling is a little girl, timid. His Royal Highness is majestic and impressive, which naturally makes people fearful. Su Qin opened his mouth.

"Mingruo, help her to rest, but don't catch a cold."

"Okay."