"Then Mama, hurry up."

Murong Hui smiled, then changed out of her gorgeous and cumbersome clothes and walked towards the small kitchen.

In fact, there are only so many things she can do in her small kitchen.

On weekdays, I can only make some pastries and stew some soups.

If you want to stir-fry, you can't, so Murong Hui decided to learn how to make soup for the time being.

It's a treat to have a bowl of hot soup on a winter day.

Mama Zhang followed next to Murong Hui and pointed her out from time to time, she found that although this princess didn't look very smart, she was a little unstable in her work, but she was quite a little calm at this age, which made her quite appreciative.

After the two stayed in the kitchen for an hour of soup, Qingyue walked in and beckoned Murong Hui to prepare for the Chinese New Year's Eve banquet.

Murong Hui asked Mama Zhang to continue making soup, so she went to take a shower to get rid of the smell of oil smoke on her body, put on cumbersome clothes again, and ate some pastries before walking towards Fengyi Palace.

When she arrived at Fengyi Palace, she saw Lin Yingxue reclining on the chaise longue.

Her skin is better than snow, and against the backdrop of the gorgeous palace costume of the bright red, it is more and more beautiful and refined, and the years seem to treat her very favorably.

Even though Lin Yingxue has given birth to two children, her maintenance is still very good, and looking at her lying on the chaise longue, it is like watching a landscape.

The palace maid next to her gently helped her massage, although she didn't say anything, Murong Hui could still feel it, she felt very tired to deal with it like this.

It's just that now Lin Yingxue is the queen, and some scenes have to be dealt with.

Murong Hui stepped forward and saluted, then stepped forward to knead Lin Yingxue's shoulder.

Lin Yingxue smiled when she saw this, grabbed her little hand and said with a smile: "Hui'er, sit down and rest for a while, when it comes to the Chinese New Year's Eve banquet later, there is no time to rest." ”

"Hui'er went back to make soup, and now Mama Zhang is watching it, and when we come back from the banquet, we can just drink it."

Murong Hui shook her head, she didn't think it was a pleasant thing to go to the banquet, but she had to go.

Lin Yingxue didn't say anything when she saw this, she knew that Murong Hui was very precocious, but she couldn't say anything.

The two chatted for a while, and then rushed to the banquet together.

The two of them may have been the last to arrive, and as soon as they entered the door, they saw rows of women sitting in the main hall, and everyone was waiting for the queen to arrive.

After seeing that the queen mother finally came out, they hurriedly got up, saluted the queen, and then saluted Murong Hui before sitting down again.

Murong Hui sat next to Lin Yingxue, her eyes swept around the group of people below, and she saw that Princess Ling was sitting on the right, and she was also staring at her at this time.

It's just that as soon as she looked in that direction, Princess Ling immediately avoided her gaze.

Murong Hui didn't bother to pay attention to her, when Lin Yingxue dealt with the women around her, she just had to remember those fresh faces, and she could get to know each other when she met in the future, and at other times she just sat quietly on the side as a spectator.

After an hour's banquet, Murong Hui felt really tired.

She separated from Lin Yingxue and was about to go back to the East Side Palace, when she met Princess Ling on the road.

"Third Aunt Ann."

King Ling was the third among his cousins, so Murong Hui had to call Princess Ling an aunt.

"Don't dare to be, Princess Linghui."

Although Princess Ling smiled, there was a slow mocking look in her eyes.

"The young and the old are orderly, you can afford it, with your identity, everything you naturally do is in line with your identity."

Murong Hui smiled, as if she didn't see the mockery in Princess Ling's eyes at all, and said lightly.

"I underestimate you, but Princess Linghui, this palace is not such a good place to stay, you will know in the future."

A hint of surprise flashed in Princess Ling's eyes, she didn't expect Murong Hui to be so sharp-tongued.

"Others can't stay, but Hui'er can stay, and Aunt Lao reminded me."

Murong Hui was naturally not to be outdone, and she was already annoyed in the face of Princess Ling's repeated attacks on her.

"Let's see how long you can be tough!"

Princess Ling is notoriously cautious, and the person she targets will definitely be troubled by her, and unless she sees that person is unlucky, she will never stop.

Murong Hui has been in the palace for many years, so she naturally knows the temperament of this Princess Ling.

It's just that King Ling is a sober-minded person who has always been able to stabilize his position, so among the many members of the royal family, the status of King Ling's Mansion has always been transcendent.

She can't fight Princess Ling now, so she can only dodge and hide.

Seeing that Princess Ling had already walked away, she walked towards the east side hall.

After entering the east side hall, I really smelled a faint smell of hot drink.

"Go and pour me a bowl, and send the rest to my aunt!"

Murong Hui breathed a sigh of relief, beckoned Mama Zhang to pour out a bowl of soup, and urged her to go to the main hall of Fengyi Palace to deliver the soup.

Mama Zhang naturally felt that this was a good errand, so she hurriedly sent it over.

Murong Hui took two sips, and felt that this soup was good, in the end, Mama Zhang came out of the imperial dining room, and it was more delicious than the Mama next to her.

After drinking a bowl of soup, she saw Mama Zhang walking back with a clay pot.

She was full of smiles, and at first glance, she knew that she had been praised by Lin Yingxue.

"Princess, it's a good time for us to go, the emperor is also in Fengyi Palace, and he specially tasted the soup you cooked, and he couldn't help but praise it, and said that he wanted to reward you with something, and he would send it over early tomorrow morning!"

Murong Hui was not much surprised, after all, today is Chinese New Year's Eve, and it is normal for the emperor to stay in the main palace.

"It's not early, so Mama should rest early."

Murong Hui nodded, went to the study and wrote twenty big characters, and then went back to the bedroom to rest.

The next morning, she was called up early in the morning to pay tribute to the Taimiao, the snow was thick and the wind was cold in winter, Murong Hui clenched her fists and waited for an hour before she finally finished the sacrifice to her ancestors.

Murong Hui shivered coldly, and after returning to the east side hall, he got into the quilt and hugged Tang Pozi for a while before he recovered.

The next day, Murong Hui sighed, and slandered in her heart, if you use two words to describe the New Year, then these two words will definitely be a crime.

She now misses the days when she went to the study to study, although she had to intrigue with those classmates, but at least it was more comfortable than now.

It was easy to survive the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and the days were calm, and Murong Hui finally had time to go out for a walk and relax her mood.

As soon as Murong Hui walked into the imperial garden, she saw a little bit of red in the distance.

This red would certainly be very inconspicuous in the summer, but now it appears in the winter, and against the background of the plain white of the surroundings, it must be particularly independent.

"Let's go over and have a look."

Murong Hui was so playful that she walked over quickly, and the palace maid beside her had to follow.