At the end of the third year of the Great Wei Shunqi, the soldiers and the people finally had a good year.

Early in the morning on Chinese New Year's Eve, Su Liuyu rushed to the harem after leaving the court.

The red walls and golden tiles are covered with snow.

The red lights in the palace are easy to hang, and the faces of the eunuchs and palace maids are dyed with joy.

Before entering Fengyi Palace, I heard laughter inside, the second sister muttered about pasting window flowers, and the third sister was busy looking for hair clippings.

Su Liuyu's heart warmed, and her pace sped up a lot.

The little eunuch reported to the royal driver, and Lin Xiuyun greeted him from outside the palace.

In the hairpin, Jin Feng's steps swayed lightly, and Lin Xiuyun took her hand, still nagging as usual.

"On a snowy day, I don't bring the hand stove, how can the royal people serve."

"Don't blame them, it's cold outside, mother, hurry up and enter the house."

Su Yuzhen heard the movement outside, and stretched out her head in front of the window lattice, still holding red paper in her hand.

"Little brother, your second sister and third sister will cook by yourself today, you give face and eat more."

"In the past, the eldest sister cooked on Chinese New Year's Eve, but now the second sister cooks, no matter how unpalatable it is, she can't hold it."

The little palace maid next to her lowered her head and snickered.

Fengyi Palace was full of joy.

And because of the royal car, it was all noisy congratulations.

Lin Xiuyun pulled her in, picked up the dragon robe embroidered by herself on the desk and compared it to her.

"It's just right, just insert a Jiruitu, and my mother will make up for it tonight."

There was a comfortable smile between her eyebrows.

"Your eldest sister will enter the palace the day after tomorrow, and as soon as the New Year is over, your second sister's marriage will also be opened, then Mrs. Zheng is a good character, and her mother has already decided, so she will send your third sister."

“......”

Isn't this cheap, Zheng Congwen's kid!

I have to shout brother-in-law when we meet in the future!

Su Liuyu scolded Zheng Congwen in her heart, but she couldn't refute her mother's arrangement.

She looked at the second sister in the courtyard, and then at Lin Xiuyun.

"Then next year, won't our family be able to reunite for the New Year."

Lin Xiuyun touched her head with a loving expression.

"Mother's body bones, but I can accompany my son for a few years, but my mother hopes that Brother Yu will marry someone sooner, and it is good to have another person with him.

Parents urge marriage every day!

Su Liuyu sighed.

"Mother, my Dawei boy should stand in the world and in the court, how can he succumb to the harem mansion, just to extend the royal heir? It is not my wish to bury meritocracy in this way. ”

She reassured:

"If in the future, if you have to do it, then let's talk about it, and now we have to use people."

Lin Xiuyun looked disapproving.

"The position of the imperial husband, under one person, above ten thousand, such a noble position, how can it be buried?"

Su Liuyu looked up from the desk.

Look out of the window lattice at the surrounding high palace walls.

"This honorable status, don't do it."

Now, she is trapped under the walls of this quadrangular palace, how can she let another person be the same as her.

It was useless to persuade again, Lin Xiuyun could only divert the topic.

"A few days ago, the little eunuch in the imperial study came to report, saying that you only returned to Chengming Hall when you were ugly recently, and in the future, you must not be so diligent and hurt your body carefully."

Hearing this, Su Liuyu smiled.

"I haven't told my mother that I will be in the Taifu Mansion on the three days of this year's festival, so I won't go back to the palace."

For these three days off, she has been desperately dealing with government affairs for half a month, and she finally has three days to spare.

Thinking of leaving the palace later, her tone was much lighter.

Today, I must ask Master for enough red envelopes, and I must also ask Master to prepare a valuable New Year's gift.

In this capacity, she has given countless New Year's gifts.

But the only one who can make her ask for a New Year's gift is Shen Huaizhou.

After a reunion dinner in a hurry, Su Liuyu changed into an inconspicuous regular dress and rushed to the Taifu Mansion.

On the main street, the sound of artillery was in the sky.

There was heavy snow in Yujing, but the congratulations of every household were deafening and joyful.

The sky was dark, the red lights were hanging high all around, Su Liuyu climbed over the wall and entered the courtyard, and the action was done in one go.

"Your Majesty!"

Seeing a black shadow rushing out, Shi'an jumped and quickly knelt down to say goodbye.

"The Taifu has New Year's dinner with the master in the main house, and I'm afraid I will come back later."

Su Liuyu rubbed her frozen hands and walked out.

"I'm going to the cloister and waiting."

The mansion of the Shen Mansion is a courtyard with four entrances, and there is a corridor from the small courtyard of the Shen family, which leads directly to the main courtyard.

The sound of artillery battles around was deafening, and the joy of the New Year filled the whole house.

Su Liuyu walked to the corridor path and looked at a red plum outside the corridor.

"I'm afraid that Master won't know about me."

Shi'an glanced at the main courtyard, his eyes were complicated, and handed over the stove.

"Your Majesty, it's better to go back to the courtyard and carefully hurt the dragon's body."

Su Liuyu waved his hand.

"It's okay, I'm waiting here."

She took another step and came just under the porch of the main courtyard.

"After the New Year, Brother Jin just turned ten years old, Mr. praised him for his cleverness, and the book was unforgettable, and even Mengxue was only studied for more than two years before it was thorough."

"Yu'er is as old as him, and he is used to asking questions."

The cold voice made Su Liuyu's footsteps suddenly stop.

She looked inside through the latticework between the cracks.

At the family banquet in the inner room, it was full of relatives and guests, and a woman put her arms around the child, her back to her, and said something strange.

"How can we compare with the Heavenly Family."

"Yes, yes, yes, incomparable, incomparable."

The man who sat with the woman echoed the phrase.

The old lady Shen on the main seat had a bad complexion, her face was a little sickly, and she didn't speak, but Mrs. Shen looked at Shen Huaizhou and sighed.

"Now, on such a happy day, I didn't want to mention it, but your father left early, only you, the sister-in-law, if you don't get married, your mother won't force you, our Shen Mansion will not refuse outsiders' words, but now my mother also advises you, it is better to pass Brother Jin to your name, a hundred years later, there are good people who miss it."

After she said this, she quickly wiped her tears with a handkerchief, but her voice choked.

"My grandmother's body has not been well since you were sick, and I really can't rest assured that I can rest assured of you, and my mother is worried every day, and I don't know if I can survive this body for a few more years."

The woman who was holding the child quickly persuaded her.

"Sister-in-law, on this happy day, you can't cry and hurt your body."

The relatives persuaded each other for a while, so that Mrs. Shen could stop her tears.

Outside, the sound of happy robes, happy roads, New Year's greetings, and the sound is continuous.

But the atmosphere in the main house of the Shen family was extremely depressing

Old Madam Shen finally raised her eyelids lightly and looked at Shen Huaizhou with a sad expression.

"This heir can also be regarded as a relative of our clan, continue your father's incense, let's take a step back, brother might as well take a step back."

On the cold and snowy day of the wax moon, when the red plum fragrance blooms.

Su Liuyu looked at each other from a distance through a slit of window lattices.

She looked at Shen Huaizhou, dressed in a widely embroidered cloud brocade robe, half pulled in green silk, with a jade crown and belt, a breezy and graceful moon, elegant and upright.

It's just that the warm eyes, a struggle.

Su Liuyu looked at him and looked up, and where his eyes fell was Old Lady Shen's sideburns and white hair.

"Okay." He said.