Seeing that the eldest princess was leading Zheng Wanyan back, Xiang Ye nodded and smiled at each other, turned his head to look at Zheng Wanyan, and showed a satisfied smile on his face.

Xiang Ye knew it, and couldn't help laughing, "Good boy~!" ”

Then he gave each of the three children a package of New Year's money, which was sealed with a stack of silver tickets. Zheng Wanyan was very happy, this happiness was sincere, because she was really poor. Everyone sat together, chatting happily, keeping the New Year together, waiting for the arrival of the child, as if nothing had happened in the back room just now.

As soon as Zi Shi arrived, the sound of fireworks and firecrackers came from everywhere, so it was not lively, and Zheng Xiao, who was already drowsy, also jumped up happily.

"The child wishes his father and mother a happy and healthy New Year." The three of them sent the first blessing of the New Year to the Xiangye couple together.

"Okay, father and mother also hope that in the new year, my good children will be safe and smooth." Xiangye, who has always been unsmiling, rarely showed a smiling face.

"I went to the courtyard with my father to set off fireworks, praying for all the best in the coming year, and all my wishes came true." With that, he strode towards the courtyard.

Nine big fireworks have already been placed in the courtyard, arranged in a circle, with a long line of fire to connect the nine fireworks together, Zheng Xiang took the fire fold in the hands of the next person, walked forward to light the thread, in an instant, nine fireworks were lit one after another, colorful fireworks can't wait to rush to the sky, bloom, and then disappear.

After being lively for half an hour, they each went back to their courtyards to rest, because they had to get up to worship the ancestral gods at the end of the day, and there was not much time to rest.

After returning to Sulanyuan, Zheng Wanyan didn't say a word, returned to her boudoir, and retired everyone, Granny Yue thought she was tired, and didn't ask more.

Closing the door, she seemed to have lost all her strength and sat down on the bed, bursts of cold from the soles of her feet to her heart and then to her whole body. The tears could no longer be controlled, falling drop by drop, she could no longer suppress herself in the quilt, from sobbing silently to crying, as if she wanted to cry out countless grievances in her heart.

After crying for a quarter of an hour, she slowly stopped crying, slowly stood up, walked to the washstand, picked up the already cold water, and briefly freshened up. Then he sat down at the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and sat quietly, no longer seeing the slightest sadness in his eyes, and his expression was calm, as if it was not her who was crying just now, only the reddish eyes betrayed her.

Just after the ugly hour, the quiet candle flame suddenly flickered, and a man in purple stood by the window, she cried? What's wrong? King Sheng saw her slightly swollen eyes, and her heart felt a little uncomfortable as if it had been grabbed by something.

"Why are you crying?" He still couldn't help but ask.

"You're here!" Zheng Wanyan didn't look up, she knew that he would definitely come.

"You know I'm coming? Why are you crying? King Sheng strode to the table, pulled over the chair and sat opposite Zheng Wanyan, looking at her intently.

"Well, I knew you were coming!" She didn't answer his second question.

"Oh?" King Sheng raised his eyebrows curiously.

"I'm waiting for you." She poured a cup of tea, pushed it in front of King Sheng, and looked up at him.