"Please." The price that Yi Juan opened her mouth was already ready to bargain, Jiang Qingyue was refreshing, and she was willing to accept it.

"Water Annan wants to stay." If you take everyone away, you will be isolated, and there will be no green building, what is the use.

Yi Juan nodded indifferently: "This is natural, I will stay and help you until your intelligence department is on the right track before leaving." ”

After being busy for several days, Jiang Qingyue finally earned enough of the year-end bonus she had received from her buddy, wrapped a big red envelope, and gave them a five-day holiday to go home for the New Year.

Xiang'er looked at Qian Xinghui's room, there was no one empty, and her heart was a little sour: "Miss." ”

"What, you want to go to his side for the New Year?" Jiang Qingyue looked at her with a smile, with a little more amusement in her eyes.

Xiang'er waved her hand: "No, Miss, we have lived with Master Mingxin in previous years. ”

Hearing this, the thoughts that had been pressing on Jiang Qingyue's heart were hooked out, and they swam along the blood to the limbs: "Yes." ”

A lost tone floated softly out of his mouth, like snowflakes falling outside.

"It's snowing." Jiang Qingyue stretched out her hand to pick up the first snow of the year, and her eyes were hot: "I don't know where the master is." ”

The laughter of children outside the house was heard: "It's snowing, it's snowing." ”

Those lively footsteps melted the cold.

It's winter.

"This year seems to be colder than usual." Jiang Qingyue looked at the snowflakes that melted into water in her palms, clenched her palms into fists, and took her thoughts back.

"Yes, Miss's mattress is thicker this year." Xiang'er has followed her since she was a child, and there is no loneliness with Jiang Qingyue by her side.

When she got up, Jiang Qingyue had a smile on her face: "Every year in winter, Master will boil us a bowl of ginger soup, and this year we can only do it ourselves, let's go." ”

Xiang'er responded with joy on her face, and walked briskly towards the kitchen.

"Princess, princess, this is sent from the nunnery." The two of them turned the corridor and saw a servant girl hurriedly chasing after them.

Hearing the word nunnery, Jiang Qingyue stopped, looked at the bamboo basket tightly wrapped in cotton cloth in front of her, and raised her hand to take it: "What about the person who sent the things?" ”

"I left after sending it off, and I didn't say anything." The maidservant saluted and replied respectfully.

Jiang Qingyue was a little lost, and she didn't know from time to time Master: "Okay, you go down." ”

"Xiang'er, come with me to take a look." The two of them chased them outside the door, and the long street was deserted, and there were still any figures.

The snow fell on the hair, turning into water droplets and falling on the tips of the ears, a little cold, Jiang Qingyue lowered her head and turned around: "Go back." ”

Xiang'er didn't dare to mention this matter again, just for fear of making people sad.

Uncovered the cotton cloth, there was a packed ginger soup, the aroma was strong, but the amount was three points, Jiang Qingyue was a little dissatisfied, how could she bring one to King Ping.

Flipped to the letter next to him, carefully opened it and read it, roughly meaning that the master has not come back, but told the senior sister to send him ginger soup, now, into the royal family, the temple can only avoid suspicion, so can not sit more, the silver needle rested at the bottom, and also wrapped two red envelopes, for the purpose of pressing the year.

Jiang Qingyue opened the lid of the bowl, the rich ginger juice rushed to the face, rushing into the nasal cavity, Jiang Qingyue held the hot porcelain bowl, bowed her head and said nothing, and a few splashes appeared on the ginger soup.

After a long time, he gently put it back again, and handed the red envelope and ginger soup to Xiang'er: "Master won't come back this year, this is your New Year's money, so I will keep it." ”

Jiang Qingyue carried a bamboo basket into the house, King Ping warmed himself by the stove, Jiang Qingyue went to the ginger soup and handed it to him: "Master went out to travel, and asked someone to bring it to you." ”

King Ping saw that her face was wrong, so he didn't ask, and held the bowl quietly.

The three of them gathered around the stove and drank the ginger soup little by little.

"Xiang'er, you go and help Mama Li, this year is busy, and she is also working hard." Jiang Qingyue put the bowl away, thinking that the master would come back and return it to her.

"Yes, miss." Xiang'er went, and understood what she meant, and someone still had to take care of it in the palace.

When there was no one in the room, King Ping spoke: "Why do you want to make soup with ginger?" ”

"Master's intentions are like this every year," Jiang Qingyue said, squinting her eyes: "Obviously, you are estranged from Master, why do you have it." "My heart is sour, this is jealousy.

King Ping is innocent: "I don't know. ”

"Hmph." Jiang Qingyue snorted and walked away with the bamboo basket: "You can prepare the gift for entering the palace this year." ”

King Ping felt that he was lying on the gun, and the last meeting with Master Mingxin rang out, he was a person worthy of respect, and today's move was a recognition of his identity?

Thinking of this, King Ping's face was dyed with the temperature of the furnace, which was a little more mild.

Jiang Qingyue played with the silver needle in her hand, thinking about where to find her master's traces.

"Princess!" Chen Shan looked at her in a daze in the courtyard, losing his former sharpness: "Princess! ”

The two calls brought people back to their senses, the silver needle in Jiang Qingyue's hand fell on him accurately, and when he saw the person coming clearly, he stepped forward and pulled out the silver needle: "What's the matter?" ”

"Qian Xinghui's sister has been arranged, but I want to reunite their brother and sister." Chen Shan stretched his waist, sat down opposite her, and sighed unconsciously: "I really want to go home." ”

"Nature is meant to reunite them." Jiang Qingyue was puzzled by his changed attitude before and after: "Why do you want to help this princess?" Is it just because you and I are from another world? ”

Chen Shan's eyes swept over lonely: "There is this part of the reason." ”

"Hmm."

"It's more because you can help me go back, I came here because I avoided trouble, but I can always see the original world, and my body should not be dead in that world." Chen Shan's longing for his parents, relatives and lovers made the words in his mouth bitter.

"Can I help you? Can I go back myself? Jiang Qingyue put away the silver needle, if someone waited for her to go, she would also be willing.

"No, only one person, fate, meet a woman in a high position, cross as a medium, the time and place are favorable, borrow your heart's blood, you can go back." Chen Shan made it clear that this was also a condition for negotiation.

"Okay," Jiang Qingyue responded gently, her heart was bloody, and her body was a little depleted, but it was also a good thing to be able to help him go back: "Come to Pingwangfu for the New Year this year." ”

"Thank you, Jiang Qingyue." Chen Shan left, and after telling Qian Xinghui's sister's hiding place, he went to the tavern to get drunk.

The next day, Jiang Qingyue received a message from the tavern owner: "A Chen Gongzi, drunk, refused to give the silver, and smashed the tavern, saying that he was from the Pingwang Mansion and needed you to settle the bill." ”

Jiang Qingyue went to ransom people with the silver, looked at Chen Shan who was burping beside him, and stepped forward to give him a kick: "Chen Shan, get out of this princess to do something!" ”

Chen Shanjiu woke up a little, looked at the embarrassed environment around him, and looked at the angry Jiang Qingyue and said, "Princess, have you come to rob?" ”