The father and daughter quietly bypassed the Jinyi Palace without making a sound.

Xiao Yuan found that Xiao Qian seemed to have some bad taste, the palace was his home, he was the boss in the palace, and it was enough to walk sideways, but at this moment he was like a thief, pulling his little daughter to walk against the wall, for fear that the guards would find them.

As Xiao Qian walked, he pointed to the scenery on the road and whispered to Xiao Yuan: "...... This is Zhongyi Tower. Originally, it was not called this name, but this is the place where the king and queen of our Yan Kingdom got married. After Gu ascended the throne, he changed the name of this place. Lonely and your grandmother both like this small building very much, and often play chess and read here. ”

Turning around the Zhongyi Tower, you will arrive at the bedroom of the queen grandson Aman-Fengqiwu.

After Sun Aman's death, Xiao Qian ordered Fengqiwu to seal the palace, and no one else came except him and the palace people who entered the palace every day to clean.

Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, and there are two rows of octagonal glazed palace lamps high in front of the two vermilion doors of Fengqiwu, as if the owner of this palace has never left, waiting for their father and daughter behind this door.

"Ah Hao, look at this glass palace lamp." Xiao Qian held Xiao Yuan up so that she could see the palace lamp in front of the door clearly, "The paintings on this are all made by Gu and your mother." Your grandmother doesn't know how to paint, she only makes trouble on the side, and she likes to make fun of Lonely's ugly paintings. Later, he made these paintings into palace lamps and hung them in the phoenix every day, so that your aunt was ashamed. ”

The glazed palace lamp exudes a soft light in the snowy night, and the palace lamp is full of beautiful pictures on all sides, and the paintings are all about a person.

The beauty in the painting is sitting or lying, browning or laughing, and every move is full of style. There are four small characters in the upper left corner of each painting, Azuma Aman.

My wife, Aman.

Xiao Yuan read it in a low voice, she turned to look at Xiao Qian, the snowflakes fell on his crown robe, and soon melted, and the water beads rolled down the bead ribbon down his cheeks, outlining the face of a man with sharp edges and a little bit of affection.

And the one who has this thin face is an infatuated man.

Xiao Qian put down Xiao Yuan, looked at the two vermilion doors in front of him stupidly, and wanted to push the doors in, but seemed a little timid.

He stopped in front of the door for a long time, suddenly took a deep breath, put his head against the vermilion door, and gently knocked with his fingers: "Aman, I took Ah Hao to see you." ”

Xiao Yuanhao waited for a while, his toes were numb from the cold, Xiao Qiancai pushed open the two palace doors at once, and the entire brightly lit Fengqiwu was completely presented in front of Xiao Yuanhao.

Xiao Yuan was taken aback, this is a palace that has been uninhabited and abandoned for several years, and it is really as bright as day when so many lights are lit, this is too extravagant, right?

Is it really worth it for the sake of someone who has passed away?

Xiao Qian seemed to see through Xiao Yuan's good thoughts, he pinched Xiao Yuan's good little hand, and said: "When your aunt was never married to Lonely, she was a delicate girl in the boudoir, and her food, clothing, housing and transportation were the most exquisite and best. Later, he followed Gu to Yunzhou, but he learned to live frugally. It is not enough to light one more light in Fengqiwu. But ......"

His voice suddenly lowered: "But Lone knows that she is most afraid of the dark." Solitary...... Lone just lit up this phoenix on Chinese New Year's Eve, so that Aman didn't have to be afraid. Okay, don't worry, Lone is not a faint king, and your mother is not a demon queen. On weekdays, only the main hall of this Fengqiwu is lit. ”

Xiao Yuan rolled his eyes secretly, and he shouldn't have lit the lights on weekdays! What a waste!

Feng Qiwu's furnishings still retain the appearance of Sun Aman's life, and even a few green silks are wrapped around a wooden comb on the dresser.

This palace, which has been empty for several years, does not feel lonely at all, everything is as if the owner of this place has never left, and when I turn around, I can see that she is reclining on the beauty couch, holding a book and looking at it carefully, and the corners of her eyebrows and eyes are serene.

Xiao Qian pulled Xiao Yuanhao, pointed to a delicate little cradle in front of the bed, and said with a smile: "This is the cradle made by your uncle, you see." ”

He leaned over and picked up a small unfinished garment in the cradle, and said, "This is made by your mother's hand, and here you will embroider the right ear of the little rabbit, and it will be done." ”

There is a little rabbit embroidered on the sleeve of the little dress, but the one on the right has only one left ear, which looks ridiculous and pitiful.

Xiao Yuan touched the little rabbit with only one ear and couldn't help laughing. It seems that Sun Aman not only can't draw, but also can't embroider. This little rabbit was embroidered strangely by her, and the stitches were not even and delicate.

"Your grandmother has made you a lot of little clothes." Xiao Qian pointed to a large mahogany box in the corner of the wall, "It's all in it." Lonely often laughs at her, and the embroidery is not good-looking, why bother? But your grandmother said that her son is not ugly, and whether she looks good or not is also sewn by her own hands as a grandmother. ”

Xiao Yuanhao's nose suddenly became a little blocked, she had no feelings for Sun Aman, but the natural blood connection between this body and Sun Aman still made her want to cry.

She thought of her mother, who gave her the best she could, and when she left, she didn't know what her mother would be sad and sad about.

If Sun Aman was still alive, it would hurt her to the bone when she thought about it, even if she was always a little fool, she would never dislike her.

Fengqi Wuli gave birth to a earth dragon, warm as spring, Xiao Qian took off his robe with his hands, and took off his crown robe for Xiao Yuanhao.

Like an ordinary father, he sat on the big kang by the window with his little daughter in his arms, and there was a set of four treasures of the study room on the kang table in front of him, and a few pieces of paper were written.

Xiao Qian's face was excited: "Ah Hao, I will teach you to write." ”

Xiao Yuan almost collapsed! Daddy, it's New Year's Day today!

This night, Xiao Yuanhao didn't know how she came over, anyway, after writing a few words, she fell asleep in a daze.

By the time she opened her eyes again, it was already dawn.

Su Su helped her up and said with a smile: "Your Highness got up so early, and the maid thought that it would take a lot of effort to wake up His Highness." ”

Xiao Yuan's whole body was sore, his head was very heavy, his nose was blocked, and when he spoke, his throat hurt as if he had been pulled by a knife: "Where is this?" ”

Jumping over idly, with an excited face, lying in front of Xiao Yuan's good bed and chattering: "This is Jinyi Palace!" Your Highness, you slept on the dragon couch with the king yesterday! ”

Xiao Yuanhao, why does she think that idleness sounds so awkward, she is still a little Lori, and it shouldn't be okay to sleep in the same bed with her own father, right?

Su Su commanded a few little girls to help Xiao Yuan change his clothes, but Xiao Yuan felt top-heavy, thinking that he had a cold last night.

"Sister Susu," she put her hand on her forehead, "help me cook a bowl of ginger soup and add more brown sugar." ”

Su Su also saw that Xiao Yuanhao's face was wrong, and as soon as she touched Xiao Yuanhao's forehead, her face became solemn: "Your Highness seems to be hot, and the maid will go and ask the Su doctor to come over." ”

"Can't go!" Xiao Yuan grabbed Su Su's hand.

Today is New Year's Day, early in the morning, she will follow Xiao Qian to sacrifice to the ancestors of heaven and earth, accept the congratulations of hundreds of officials, meet the internal and external women, and sit next to Xiao Qian at night and feast with the ministers.

She can't get sick today, otherwise, first, she will lose the opportunity to consolidate the status of the princess, and second, she will let someone with a heart get in the way, which is not good for her.

Xiao Yuan is just a little Lori who is more than four years old, she is no longer stupid overnight, and she speaks eloquently and clearly, not like a little girl at all, let alone a four-year-old who can speak poetry...... Xiao Yuan thinks that such a child is a complete little demon, and there are not a few people outside who have such thoughts.

And today, if Xiao Yuan, who is the princess, is good but can't appear due to illness, those with ulterior motives will take advantage of the topic and use only the words "Huiji will be injured" to make Xiao Yuanhao, the princess, return to the previous dispensable state.

"Sister Susu, you go and cook the ginger soup yourself, don't let people know that I'm sick. If someone asks about you, you just say that you are sick and idle. ”

Xianxian stuck out his tongue: "Why is it a servant?" Your Highness, on the first day of the new year, you curse your servant, isn't it? ”

Xiao Yuan became serious: "You talk a lot!" You keep your mouth in check, and if someone else knows about my illness, I'll just ask! ”

Su Su moved quickly, and sent a bowl of thick ginger soup when Xiao Yuan was dressing up. Xiao Yuan endured his disgust, pinched his nose and poured it down, his body was suddenly hot and comfortable.

She forced a few smiles on her face, and went to greet Xiao Qian and Empress Dowager Xu first.

Wanfu Palace is like yesterday, squeezing a group of people, Empress Dowager Xu is a fortune boy today, a group of juniors everyone got a small luodian mahogany box, heavy, I don't know what is inside.

Xiao Yuan is the youngest, not only received New Year's gifts from adults, but her brothers and sisters also prepared gifts for her.

What Xiao Yuan likes the most here is a dagger, the one that Xiao Qian hid in his boots yesterday.

The dagger was very short and light, and the scabbard was made of pure gold, inlaid with various colored gemstones, colorful and gorgeous, and at a glance, it was clear that the dagger was worth a lot of money, and it was only suitable for decoration, and it was flashy.

Therefore, no one paid attention to this dagger, but Xiao Yuanhao knew what kind of sharp dagger was hidden in this gorgeous and dazzling scabbard.

"I knew you little girl liked this kind of thing." The third son, Xiao Jianshi, snorted coldly, his chin furrowed, and he said very arrogantly, "I gave you a slingshot, you don't want to learn how to bite people in the future." ”

Xiao Yuan was very surprised, she really didn't expect Xiao Jianshi to give her something.

She hurriedly asked Chu Chu, who was holding a bunch of gifts, to find the New Year's gift given by Xiao Jianshi.

This is a slingshot made of pure gold, which is different from the kind of slingshot that Xiao Yuan understands well as used by children in later generations to fight birds, this kind of slingshot is the most favorite thing used by ancient literati to show their style.

Xiao Yuanhao once saw Zhao Yong's "Bullet Riding Map" in the Palace Museum of the Yuan Dynasty, in which the black-hatted Zhuyi scholar riding a horse was holding such a slingshot.

But the good that Xiao Jianshi gave Xiao Yuan is obviously much more exquisite and luxurious.

In addition to the fact that the slingshot itself is made of pure gold, the pouch used to hold the marbles on the bowstring turned out to be a hollowed-out ruby, and the bag full of bullets was also made of small beads polished from pure gold.

Xiao Yuan is so smack-tongued, Wang Sun Gongzi is different, and the things used to beat people are made so expensive. I don't know what kind of mood the person who was beaten will be when he knows that he was hit by a pure gold bullet, whether he will crawl on the ground and laugh, come on, come and hit me! Hit me with gold!

"You accepted my gift, didn't you say a word of thanks?"

With a short mouth and a soft hand to take people, Xiao Yuan was so busy withdrawing from the imaginative brain hole theater, he gave Xiao Jian a blessing gift, and said with a sweet smile: "Thank you so much for the gift of the third brother, I wish the third brother a day and a year." ”

She smiled so sweetly that Xiao Jianshi was stunned for a moment, before she raised her chin arrogantly and snorted coldly: "Study hard, practice hard!" ”

Xiao Yuan was taken aback, how could Xiao Jianshi care about her studies?

The eldest son, Xiao Jianning, smiled and touched Xiao Yuan's good little head: "Your third brother went out of the palace early in the morning for a walk, and everyone said that his little tenth sister was Wenqu Xing, and he was proud in his heart." ”

So that's the case, Xiao Yuan couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth, no matter how vicious and unreasonable, he was still a cute young man in his bones.