It was winter solstice in a blink of an eye, and the entire Changle Hall was burned warmly by the earth dragon.
The Minister's study had a special day off today, but Chu Yu didn't know about it until he walked outside the study.
With a soup lady in his pocket and wearing a thick brocade jacket tufted with red flowers, Chu Yu looked like a small dumpling.
Originally, she planned to lift her foot and leave.
Just thinking about a dedicated person like Shen Ye, Bao Buqi would mistakenly think that she skipped class again, and then go to her Changle Hall to arrest her.
So it's better to tell him face to face.
After waiting for a long time without seeing anyone, Chu Yu was shivering from the cold, breathing hot air on his hands.
"Today is the winter solstice, why is His Highness still here?"
Holding the scroll in his hands, Li Qinghe saw her figure from afar, and hurried over to say hello.
"Wait for Taifu Shen, he doesn't know that Shang's study is on holiday today."
Shen Ye probably didn't know anything that even she didn't know.
"This matter is simple, just find someone to go to Shen's mansion to deliver a message and it's over."
Seeing that her nose was red from the cold, Li Qinghe seemed to remember something, and said again,
"Your Highness can't wait for Master Shen in such a cold day. I heard from my father that he left the city before dawn this morning."
Chu Yu frowned after stomping on his numb feet.
"Didn't all officials have to take a bath during the winter solstice? Could it be that he has other arrangements?"
Even if Dali Temple has a case to deal with, there is no need to leave the city.
"This humble minister doesn't know. Your Highness should go back earlier, so as not to catch the cold."
Li Qinghe was wearing a gray-blue cloak, and his brows were full of books.
"Then you should go out of the palace earlier after finishing your business. After taking a rest, it should be to reunite with your family."
Although Li Qinghe was just a small editor in the Imperial Academy, no one in the previous dynasty dared to underestimate him.
After all, he is Lee Chang Hyuk's youngest son, and it is still unknown who will be in charge of the cabinet in the future.
"Yes, thank you for your concern."
Li Qinghe arched his hands, and the corners of his lips curled up in a smile.
He used to see Chu Yu often when he was in Shang's study, but every time it was her fighting with the fourth prince.
He had never seen a girl in Shengjing City who was as lively and unyielding as her.
I don't know when I started to put her in my heart, and I want to pay attention to her dynamics from time to time.
Fortunately, his father also agreed to his request and would help him speak to His Majesty.
Seeing that he was still smirking at her, Chu Yu waved her hand in front of him, frowned and said,
"Master Li, are you okay?"
It must be something evil, tsk tsk, it's scary in broad daylight.
"Ah? I'm fine. It's just that I haven't seen His Highness for a long time. I was a little happy for a while, so I lost my composure."
Li Qinghe scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, but the curvature of the corner of his mouth still couldn't be suppressed.
Isn't it normal to not see her for a long time, they don't know each other well!
Maybe it was because I met the big emperor brother when I was a child
"Then I'll go back to the palace first, and don't disturb Mr. Li with his official duties."
Chu Yu was so cold that he could barely speak.
It doesn't matter what Mr. Li and Mr. Wang are, if you can let her sneak back to the palace and get into her little bed, you are a good lord.
Seeing Chu Yu who was running so fast, the corners of Li Qinghe's mouth raised again.
Seeing her always gives me a good mood one day, and even handling official duties can be done with half the effort.
Chu Yu, who returned to the Changle Hall, immediately put her palms in front of the boiler and roasted them, and then she recovered.
"Didn't your Highness go to Shang's study room? Why did you come back so early?"
Xianghe was still holding a basin in his hand, and inside was a piece of white dough.
"Today, the Minister's study is on vacation, and I went there without even a single person."
Chu Yu stared at the things in her hands, full of curiosity, and asked,
"Are we going to eat dumplings tonight?"
Kneading the dough in his hands, Xianghe's face was also beaming,
"That's right, of course we have to eat dumplings during the winter solstice, as well as His Highness's favorite pork and cabbage stuffing."
"Then it just so happens that I don't have to review my homework today, let's make dumplings together."
With that said, Chu Yu rolled up his sleeves and pulled Xianghe to the small kitchen.
It's okay to be lazy occasionally.
Everyone in the Changle Palace was also used to Chu Yu's situation where he thought about it as soon as he thought about it.
Xianghe took the dough pin and taught Chu Yu how to roll the dough.
Unfortunately it failed.
He remade the dough and taught her how to knead it.
Still failed.
After several times of making dumplings with exposed fillings, Xianghe sighed and persuaded,
"Why don't you eat some snacks to rest your stomach first, Your Highness?"
Well, the look of disgust is obvious.
"Actually, I think I look pretty well wrapped, but I'm always showing my stuff."
After all, it is her first bag, so there is still room for improvement.
"Well, after a while, the water will turn into noodle soup."
Xianghe exposes her mercilessly, and almost engraves driving her away on her forehead.
"Hey, the noodle soup is also quite delicious, so don't throw it away, you have to keep it as a souvenir."
As night fell, smoke rose from the chimney of Changle Hall. After a long meal, the dumplings were finally wrapped.
And Chu Yu was drowsy looking at it, but she didn't want to go to the palace alone.
So endure the doze off and join in the fun with Xianghe and the others.
"Here, Your Highness, this is the most standard dumpling."
Xianghe was holding a large white and tender dumpling, with a little flour on his cheeks.
"Yes, yes, you packed the best."
Stretching his fingers into the flour basin, Chu Yu pretended to be surprised and said,
"Oh, Xianghe, your face is covered with flour, come here and let me wipe it off for you."
But Xianghe, who had been by her side since she was a child, couldn't know what kind of medicine she was selling in her gourd, so he took a few steps back immediately.
It's a pity that Chu Yu's movements were faster than hers, and in two or three strokes, she wiped her face into a big tabby cat.
But Chu Yu didn't take advantage of it, and Xianghe smeared his own face with flour.
The two were fighting in the small kitchen, and everyone watched while serving dumplings, having fun for a while.
The moment the pot was lifted, water vapor enveloped the entire kitchen, and the aroma of dumplings filled Chu Yu's nose.
"It must be so delicious!"
Plates of dumplings with different fillings were brought out, which made Chu Yu stare blankly and swallowed.
"Sister Xianghe's dumplings are delicious."
Qiu Shui on the side gave Xianghe a thumbs up.
"That's right, the dumpling restaurants in Shengjing City don't have the delicious dumplings made by Xianghe."
Chu Yu nodded again and again, gave a thumbs up, and picked up the dumpling and put it in his mouth.
"Oh, Your Highness, be careful it's hot."
Xianghe was cooking dumplings, and let Chu Yu get ahead of one of them without watching.
In fact, despite those noble status and honors, Chu Yu is just a little girl who has not yet reached her age.
She loves to eat sweet pastries, and likes to sneak out of the palace to have fun, and she doesn't criticize them as servants on weekdays.
It would be great if Changle Palace could just calm down like this.
(end of this chapter)