Although this order was strange, for Xia Lin, no matter how weird Ling Chuyao's order was, he would execute it.
Xia Lin went out to do errands, leaving Ling Chuyao alone in the study. He was going to continue reading, but he couldn't read a word anymore.
"Come here, where is the princess?" Since he couldn't enter, Ling Chuyao simply put the book aside and asked about Zhuge Linlang's whereabouts.
"Back to the prince, the princess is tasting tea at Wangchunting." The servant replied.
Wangchun Pavilion is located on the rockery in the back garden of the Chu Palace, where you can see the entire view of the Chu Palace, but it is almost December now, and it can be very cold.
Ling Chuyao personally found Zhuge Linlang on the rockery with a fox fur. Seeing that she was dressed very thinly, she teased: "Is the princess planning to blow the hair here and play a sick beauty?" said in his mouth, hands. However, she gently put the fox fur that she had brought on her.
Zhuge Linlang heard Ling Chuyao's voice and did not turn her head back, as she made tea to herself, "Dayan is much warmer than Dajin. If it were in Dajin, it would already be snowing."
"Yanjing also snows, but it's not as frequent as Daijin's." Ling Chuyao sat opposite her and looked at Zhuge Linlang's hand-cooked tea. There was no scenery, "I can't imagine that the princess not only makes the sword good, but also makes the tea so good!" "
Zhuge Linlang's tone did not fluctuate, "I didn't know how to do it. I was taught by Xiaoxiu." After he said, he just saw the doubt in Ling Chuyao's eyes, and explained: "Xiaoxiu is a captain of the Sirius Army. The tea merchant family originally wanted him to take over the family business."
Zhuge Linlang's tone was full of regret and sadness, and Ling Chuyao couldn't help but stretch out his hand to comfort her, "It's all over."
"Yes, it's all over." The warmth of the palm made Zhuge Linlang walk out of the past. She had destroyed the Dajin royal family and avenged the Sirius Army. Even if she died immediately, she was not ashamed of her heart!
Zhuge Linlang swallowed that breath in his heart just thinking of the acacia with whom she had some affinity during this period of time.
Soon after the New Year's Day, the customs are the same no matter where it goes. On New Year's Eve, Ling Chuyao and Zhuge Linlang must enter the palace for a banquet.
Zhuge Linlang has never been out of Chu Prince's Mansion since the riots in Youluo Palace, so when she arrived at Cheng'en Hall, countless pairs of eyes looked at her.
"Sister-in-law, how come you and the emperor brother?" The tenth princess Ling Chuliu wore a fiery red coat today, wrapping her figure exquisitely, and making her skin white as snow and face as jade.
Zhuge Linlang smiled faintly, "I was delayed for a while when I went out, so I came too late."
Before Ling Chuliu spoke, he heard another slightly ironic voice, "I'm afraid that the emperor's brother is just leaving the house because he is afraid that the wind and snow will fascinate his wife. Do you want to wait until the wind and snow stops?" "
Zhuge Linlang followed the voice and looked at him. A girl who was somewhat similar to Ling Chuliu but could not match her stood in the crowd, looking at Zhuge Linlang with sarcasm and jealousy.
"Sister Sanhuang, don't fail to eat grapes and say grapes are sour. If you are not convinced, let your concubine do the same!"
The third princess Ling Xiaohe has long been married as a married woman, but as everyone knows, she has a relationship with her husband. During this period of time, someone has always told her how good Ling Chuyao is to Zhuge Linlang, making her jealous.
"Why, Sister Sanhuang, do you have any opinion on the princess of this king?" Ling Chuyao had dealt with some things, so it was a moment later than Zhuge Linlang. He heard Ling Xiaohe's voice as soon as he arrived in the main hall and couldn't help but defend Zhuge Linlang. .
Ling Xiaohe originally wanted to take advantage of Ling Chuyao not to give Zhuge Linlang a little bit of color, who knew that Ling Chuyao came so quickly!
"Is there a joke between the sisters, why should the emperor mind so much?" Ling Xiaohe pulled out a dry smile, and sat down quickly after a perfunctory sentence.
Although Ling Chuyao was not a holy favorite, he was not down to the point where he could be bullied at will. In contrast, the status of the princess Ling Xiaohe was far inferior to Ling Chuyao.
Ling Chuyao didn't want to make everyone unsightly on New Year's Eve. Seeing that the three princesses hadn't resisted, he just snorted and took Zhuge Linlang into the table.
Not long after the New Year’s Eve banquet began, Emperor Xuanle and Daiyu and many concubines arrived, making the atmosphere in the hall a bit quiet, but this quiet did not last long, and soon the sound of silk and bamboo sounded, making everyone intoxicated by the music.
Because it’s the New Year’s Day, although the palace banquet is still
Although there are three to five secretly tripping opponents from time to time, but they have not gone too far-no one wants to touch the brow of Emperor Xuan Le during the Chinese New Year.
After the banquet, Ling Chuyao and Zhuge Linlang returned to the palace to keep the year old.
Zhuge Linlang's first New Year in Dayan passed like this. Soon it was the Lantern Festival. Ling Chuyao asked someone to prepare dinner early, and after Zhuge Linlang used it, he took her out.
Originally, Zhuge Linlang was unwilling to go out, but he couldn't resist Ling Chuyao's stalking, and was dragged into the carriage by him.
From Shangsi to Zhongsi to Xiasi, there are beautiful lanterns hanging outside the door of every house. Xiasi is especially lively. The whole street is full of people. Some people wrote their wishes on the bought lamps and put them on the moat. Pray that your wish can be realized.
Ling Chuyao firmly held Zhuge Linlang's hand and walked forward. When Zhuge Linlang was about to ask him where he was going, they stopped in front of a lamp seller.
There are many kinds of lanterns on this stall. Ling Chuyao asked Zhuge Linlang with a smile, "Does the madam like it?"
The hawker who sold the lantern was very winking. Seeing that they were dressed, they knew that their identity was either rich or expensive. He quickly took off a lantern and said to Zhuge Linlang: "Madam, look at this double lotus, right? This kind of lantern is only available in the small one, madam. Buy one, it will bless you to bloom with your husband and love you forever!"
Zhuge Linlang pursed her mouth and smiled, her cold eyes brought a touch of warmth, "Brother can really talk."
The hawker was a young man in his early twenties. Seeing the beautiful face in front of him smiling like snow lotus blossoms in the mountains, he blushed immediately and said, "Madam, if I want me to give you a discount."
"No need." Ling Chuyao handed a piece of broken silver to the vendor, "Give me all the lotus lanterns you have here!"
The hawker's eyes lit up, and he immediately replied: "Okay, wait a minute!"
A quarter of an hour later, Ling Chuyao and Zhuge Linlang continued to move forward, and Xia Lin behind him took a few lanterns in his hand, looking at a loss.
There were already many people setting lanterns by the moat, and all kinds of lanterns floated on the river surface, reflecting the river surface as bright as day. Ling Chuyao took Zhuge Linlang to find a place with few people, and took a lamp in Zhuge Linlang's hand and placed it on the river.
(End of this chapter)