After Hua Ling finished setting off the firecrackers, there were still a few small fireworks standing on the ground. He and Yan Shi took a firecracker and lit one together. After the fireworks burned out, Hua Ling suddenly shook the firecracker towards Jiang Qingyue Huang: "Young Master Qingyue, you should also light a firework. Blow up all the bad luck of the past year, and make the new year as splendid as fireworks."
Yan Shi looked at the little princess with some hesitation. A person like Jiang Qingyue can only watch fireworks, how could he light fireworks himself? But if you stop the little princess, I'm afraid it will hurt the little princess's heart again.
Jiang Qingyue didn't reach out to pick it up, but she didn't immediately refuse either.
Hua Ling shook the fire booklet again: "Order one, it's fun."
Jiang Qingyue subconsciously looked at Yan Shi, and Yan Shi's eyes were filled with anticipation.
"Master Qingyue, don't be afraid, setting off fireworks is not dangerous at all." Hua Ling explained the steps of setting off fireworks to Jiang Qingyue with experience, "You just need to put the fire bag on the fuse and wait for the fuse to ignite." Alright, just run back immediately."
After all, Jiang Qingyue couldn't resist Hua Ling's bewitchment, and slowly stretched out her right hand to take the fire fold in Hua Ling's hand.
Yan Shi smiled and nodded at him, giving him some encouragement.
Jiang Qingyue bent down and lit a firework just as Hua Ling said. In an instant, another dazzling light shone in the sky.
Hua Ling clapped her hands beside Yan Shi and shouted: "Brother, brother, these fireworks are beautiful, even more beautiful than the previous ones."
Yan Shi gently took his hand, with a faint smile on his lips.
Looking at Jiang Qingyue's face, there was also a faint smile. Yan Shi suddenly felt very lucky at this moment, since Hua Ling got married, the whole palace seemed to be "alive". His life is always full of laughter, and the smiles on his face are getting more and more day by day.
Even Jiang Qingyue, who had always been deserted, seemed to have a bit of smoke and fire, and all of this was brought to him by Hua Ling.
After the fireworks were let off, the dumplings were cooked, Hua Ling took a big and round dumpling first, put it near his mouth and blew it, then stuffed it into Yan Shi's mouth.
"Brother, how is it? Is it delicious?" Hua Ling asked with blinking eyes.
"That's right, Ming Ting will try it too." Saying that, Yan Shi also picked up a dumpling for Hua Ling and put it in his mouth.
"It's delicious!" Hua Ling's dumplings were still in his mouth, and he said vaguely, "Hurry up, eat quickly!" Seeing that no one stretched out their chopsticks, Hua Ling said At the beginning, everyone was asked to eat dumplings quickly, and then everyone picked up the bowls and chopsticks and started eating.
"Today's dumplings, don't be reserved." Hua Ling said after eating five or six dumplings, "You must eat quickly, eat more, and see who can eat the blessing money first."
As Hua Ling said, she picked up several dumplings and put them in the bowl, filling the bowl to the brim, with the tip sticking out.
"Brother, I see that there must be good fortune in this dumpling, this is for you." Hua Ling picked up a dumpling and stuffed it into Yan Shi's bowl. After a while, a sharp spike appeared in Yan Shi's bowl.
Under the influence of Hua Ling, everyone ate dumplings at a much faster speed. Before they finished eating the bowl, they stared at the suspected Fuqian dumplings on the plate, and enjoyed themselves happily.
"Ouch." Qingji, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly let out a soft cry, and saw him holding the half-bitten dumplings in the bowl for everyone to see. From the gap in the dumplings, you could see the blessings inside, Qingji There was also a smile on his face, "My lord, this lucky money is for the old slave to eat."
"That's great." Hua Ling was quite envious, "Qingji will definitely have good luck next year."
Qingji smiled and said: "The good luck of the slaves is all given by the prince, that is to say, next year the prince will definitely have even better luck."
Everyone laughed, and after the meal was over, the night was already deep.
Jiang Qingyue walked slowly into her courtyard with a lantern in her hand, when she heard rustling sounds from the wall as soon as she entered. Jiang Qingyue thought it was a mouse at first, but then she heard a familiar voice: "Qingyue
Son! Mr. Qingyue! "
Jiang Qingyue frowned slightly, the voice came from Qu Liushang.
He paused slightly, and did not walk towards the wall, but planned to enter the house.
"Young Master Qingyue! Young Master Qingyue!" Qu Liushang thought he didn't hear him, so he made a louder voice, and threw a few snow cubes at Jiang Qingyue's feet.
Jiang Qingyue had no choice but to turn around holding the lantern, her brows slightly frowned: "What's the matter?"
"Hey." Qu Liushang leaned his arms on the wall and waved at him, "Today is Xiaonian, I'll bring you dumplings."
Hearing this, Jiang Qingyue immediately turned around to leave, Qu Liushang shouted again: "Young Master Qingyue, if you don't take this dumpling, I'll keep shouting here, calling out the prince and princess."
Jiang Qingyue's voice was as cold as this cold night: "Bring it." He wasn't afraid of what Yan Shi would do to Qu Liushang, but everyone was happy today, and he didn't want to spoil Yan Shi's interest because of Qu Liushang.
Qu Liushang happily took out the box hidden in his bosom: "Young Master Qingyue, I specially made this dumpling stuffing for you. There are some traditional Chinese medicines in it. It is the best for your body. You must be good." delicious."
Jiang Qingyue held the box in her hand: "You can go."
"Master Qingyue..."
Jiang Qingyue didn't talk to him any more, she took the box and entered the room, and Qu Liushang climbed down the wall and left until she could no longer see anyone.
Jiang Qingyue put the dumpling box on the table. Although it was covered, the aroma could be smelled slightly. Jiang Qingyue looked at the dumpling box for a while, then walked over and threw it away.
After the new year is over, New Year's Eve is getting closer. Hua Ling was also preparing things for the New Year in the palace, and was extremely busy every day.
It was the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, and Yan Shi came back earlier than usual. When he saw Hualing, his face was a little mysterious: "I want to give Ming Ting something, Ming Ting guess what it is ?”
"Brother prepared something for me?" Hua Ling was very happy when he first heard it, but after a while he became a little worried, "I didn't prepare a gift for my brother."
Seeing that he didn't want to sell the lawsuit anymore, Yan Shi took out the painting he drew today: "This is not a New Year's gift for you. Didn't you say that it would be nice to be able to stay in this moment when you built a snowman that day. I There is no way to stay in that moment forever, but I can keep that moment on paper forever."
Hua Ling looked through his hand, and the painting was exactly the scene of building a snowman that day. The vast expanse of land was white, and a huge snowman stood at the gate of the palace. Hua Ling stood sideways beside the snowman, raising her head and stroking the snowman's snow-white head.
Hua Ling was so happy that she didn't know what to say: "Brother, did you draw this?"
Yan Shi nodded: "I painted it in Dali Temple, and I finally finished it today, so I'll bring it to you."
"I'm so happy, so happy!" Hua Ling hugged Yan Shi and kissed him on the face, "Brother, I, I don't know what to say... I can only prove my strength by what I do. Liked it."
The result of Hualing's expression of liking was that Yan Shi spent the next day in bed. Yan Shi put a hand on his forehead, and he couldn't figure it out. In terms of physical strength, he was obviously stronger than the little princess, but How come he can't do it in this matter.
On the 30th day of the twelfth lunar month, before dawn, Yan Shi and Hua Ling got up and changed their clothes—preparing to enter the palace.
When they arrived at the gate of the palace in a sedan chair, it was just dawn and the palace gate had not yet opened, so they had to wait here.
Yan Shi got out of the sedan chair, and seeing that Hua Ling's sedan chair was not moving, he called softly in front of the sedan chair, "Ming Ting, Ming Ting?"
Hua Ling didn't answer him, Yan Shi gently opened the sedan door, and saw the little princess sitting in the sedan chair, shaking her body, as if she was about to fall down in the next moment , very dangerous.
"Ming Ting, wake up, don't sleep." Yan Shi gently shook him.
"Brother?" Hua Ling half-opened his eyes, a little sleepy, "Are we here yet?"
"Already outside the palace gate, waiting for the palace gate to open." Yan Shi held his hand
Stretch it over, "Ming Ting, come out for a walk, don't sleep in the sedan chair. It's cold outside, don't catch the cold anymore."
Hua Ling rubbed her eyes, put her hand on Yan Shi's, and stepped out of the sedan chair.
At this moment, several sedan chairs had already arrived one after another, and the relatives and relatives outside the sedan chairs all greeted each other.
"Brother Dahuang, I haven't seen you for a long time." King Ding's voice suddenly came from behind.
Yan Shi took Hua Ling's hand and turned his head, Ding Wang had a frivolous smile on his face: "The Great Emperor's Wife is here too."
"Yes, we are here to celebrate the New Year with Father." The last time Hua Ling saw King Ding was not long after he married Yan Shi, and the way King Ding looked at him made him a little uncomfortable.
King Ding took a few steps forward, the distance between them was not close at all, but now it was getting closer, Hua Ling took a step back uncomfortably.
"The Chinese New Year in the palace is very lively." Ding Wang didn't care about Hua Ling's back footsteps, instead he took another step forward.
"Yan Sheng." Yan Shi was a little displeased, and quietly protected Hua Ling behind him, "Are you too busy to do anything?"
King Ding raised one corner of his mouth slightly: "It's the first time I see the eldest emperor's wife coming to the palace to celebrate the New Year, so I'll tell him first."
"Ming Ting is the concubine of this king, so it must be this king." Yan Shi frowned, looking at King Ding with displeasure, "Don't worry about the third brother, if the third brother is really I want to talk, get married as soon as possible in the coming year, let's talk about it with Princess Ding."
"The third brother is getting married?" Just as he was talking, King Zhao also came.
King Ding chuckled: "Little brother, I really want to get married, but it's just that I don't have someone as celestial as sister-in-law."
"Slap!" The slap was unusually loud outside the palace gate. King Ding covered his face and looked at Yan Shi in disbelief: "How dare you hit me?"