After breakfast, the old house envoy was already waiting in the living room.

This time he brought two other sons, the legendary eldest and the third.

Han Youning thought to himself, this time it won't be a mistake, right?

Outcome......

The old courtyard envoy smiled and introduced, "This is the second and fourth child of my family, they haven't been here yet, and they want to come to say hello to the princess and princess."

Han Youning: ......

After diagnosing the pulse, Han Youning left the father and son to enjoy the calligraphy and painting in the living room, and she went back to the Sanjin courtyard and watched Zhao Chengyuan make the lamp.

Zhao Chengyuan's hands were dexterous, and the bamboo strips flew under his slender hands, and soon the skeleton of the lamp was ready, both light and strong.

I did so many times, and I laid them out neatly.

Han Youning felt sorry for his hands, doing this kind of work on a cold day, those bamboo strips were sharp, even if they didn't scratch their hands, they probably wouldn't be too comfortable on their hands.

She said, "The prince doesn't have to listen to Hengge, these sky lanterns are enough for our two mansions."

Zhao Chengyuan lowered his head and made the lamp, and his subordinates did not stop, "Since you have done it, you will do more." You have so many relatives in the Chen Mansion, and they treat you with affection, and I will make a lamp for each of them, which can be regarded as a thank you for their kindness to you."

Han Youning's heart slowly crossed the warm current.

He is such a cold person, but he can think of these things and is willing to do them.

She said, "If you make one for your mother, if she were in heaven, she would be able to see it." If she were still alive, she would not be able to see her. Since my mother is desperate to give birth to me and protect me with her own life, no matter where she is, she will definitely be able to feel her daughter's heart."

Zhao Chengyuan and his father have been exploring for more than a year, but they have not found a trace of their mother, and I am afraid that the biggest possibility is that their mother has left that year. As for the stillborn baby in the coffin, it must have been her twin brother or sister.

Zhao Chengyuan raised his eyes to look at her, saw that her eyes were filled with tears, and said softly, "Okay, I'll make the frame, and you can paste the square paper."

Han Youning nodded slightly.

When the skeleton of all the lights is ready, the sticker remains.

The cut square paper was placed on the bookcase, and Han Youning and Chen Hengge were busy working together and wrote many "Chen" characters.

The two of them also drew some camellias and roses, but they themselves did not recognize what kind of flowers they depicted.

In the end, it was Zhao Chengyuan who took the pen and drew a few camellias and roses.

They Chen Mansion, if they say that they spend the most, it is camellia and roses.

The lamps in the Chen Mansion and the Wangfu have been prepared, and they even made one for their father and eldest brother, who have been galloping on the battlefield all year round, and they need more blessings to keep them safe.

In the end, there was a sky lantern left for his mother, and Han Youning was a little troubled.

What is good to draw?

How can she make her mother recognize her at a glance and know that she made the lantern for her mother?

Chen Hengge saw that his sister was embarrassed by biting the pen, quite soft and cute, very similar to the way she looked when she was a child in Chen's Mansion, and couldn't help but feel relieved that her sister had recently begun to live more and more, which was a good thing.

His soft little face was full of love that did not match his age, and his little hand patted his sister's shoulder, "What's so difficult about this, since your aunt chose your name for you, you write your name on the sky lantern, don't you get it?"

Han Youning squinted at him speechlessly, "Write my maiden name on the lantern?" You can figure it out!"

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Before it was dark, the people in the capital couldn't wait to light up the red lanterns.

The market is also lively, with all kinds of lanterns connected into a piece, brilliant and noisy, reaching straight to the sky.

The sky lanterns of prayer rose into the dark night sky one by one, fluttering, as if there was really aura.

In the phoenix tower in the palace, the queen looked at the distance by the railing, greedily looking at the fireworks outside the high palace walls.

There was a slight confusion in her heart.

In the depths of Chaos's heart, there is always a deep feeling, there should be a place for her in this lively world, and she should not belong to this red wall.

This year's Shangyuan Festival

There was no rain, but she still remembered the sentence that suddenly hit her heart during the Shangyuan Festival last year, "It is a good sign that the people and soldiers have food and clothing."

It was obviously her own words, but when she remembered it again, it was a comfortable man's voice. With the vigor and joy of young people.

These words echoed in her ears for countless nights after that, and they were deafening.

Who is he? Chinese Net

For as long as she could remember, she had seen only a handful of adult men. In addition to the emperor, the crown prince and the third prince are the eight classics. The two princes just said goodbye, and they didn't say a word.

She couldn't think of anyone else who could say that to her.

And yesterday, who was that kid named "Youning"? Is she the baby crying in the fire?

Youning, Youning.

She wanted to get out and about more, maybe to remember something again, to know who they were.

"What are you thinking?" A deep voice rang in his ears, pulling the queen out of her thoughts.

The queen turned her head and saw the emperor's smiling gaze, even if he covered it up, she could still feel the meaning of scrutiny.

The queen said abruptly, "The concubine has been in this palace for more than ten years since she woke up. I really want to go outside and see what it's like out there."

Emperor Qingming stroked her eyes under the black veil and said with pity, "You can't see the strong light in your eyes, and your body can't withstand the fatigue, if you go out, I'm afraid you will suffer a lot of crimes."

"It's okay to suffer some sin, it's better than living like a pool of stagnant water."

The queen said rather discouragedly.

There was a moment of darkness in Emperor Qingming's eyes.

"Ah Yao thinks that being my queen is unhappy?"

The first queen sighed softly, "The concubine is talking about herself, and she has nothing to do with the emperor."

Nothing else, she had no more explanations or arguments, as if she didn't want to continue the topic, she turned her head and continued to look into the distance.

Emperor Qingming lowered his eyes and lowered his eyes.

"If A-Yao thinks I'm wrong, you can talk to me, or you can argue with me, and I'll definitely listen to you."

The queen's face was still as calm as water, it was really like a pool of stagnant water, and she turned her head to look at Emperor Qingming and said, "The emperor is not wrong, why should the concubines argue."

"You just said that you want to leave the palace, but I refuted it, and you won't fight for it anymore. If A-Yao wants to go out, you can be coquettish with me, or you can be angry, and I will definitely follow you." Emperor Qingming lowered his eyes and looked at her, "Ah Yao, why don't you fight for it? In your heart, who am I?"

Even if he questioned her uncharacteristically, there was still no wave on the queen's face.

"The emperor is the emperor. All the emperor does is for the sake of his concubines, and the concubines have no reason to be angry."

Emperor Qingming held her hand and looked at her deeply, "When you are your wife, shouldn't you be my husband?"

Husband?

A blank look flashed across the queen's face.

"I am your husband, and I should protect you for the rest of my life." The clear voice rang in her ears again.

The red clothes, the red happy house.

The red color was brighter than the light from the red lantern in the distance, and people couldn't help but rejoice.