The winter solstice ice performance is very grand and magnificent.
On the one-person-wide ice track, hundreds of people slid away from each other, forming a mighty dragon shape. There are three high gates in the center of the team formation, each with a ball above it, called the celestial ball. When the archer slides here, he will draw his bow and shoot towards the celestial sphere.
In addition, there are many acrobatic performers, who play knives and sticks, dance swords and wave flags, stand upside down and perform boxing, and three or four people cooperate with difficult acrobatic performances. Their outstanding skills are breathtaking.
Such a wonderful performance, the princes and nobles in the auditorium looked very attentively, and after a period of time, many people were tempted to skate on the ice for a while.
Very lively.
And the most central noble position is a little strangely quiet.
After Wen Mingyu said that sentence without thinking, she was so annoyed that she waited for Mu Zhan to come over and said in a low voice, "This is fine."
He is even more difficult to ride a tiger!
Do you really want to kiss
Wen Mingyu was struggling when he met Mu Zhan's straight eyes, and even seemed to be able to see the expectation from inside, making him feel that it was not good to say nothing.
But here is outside, even if ordinary people don't look at the emperor at will, he feels that he can't do it under the watchful eyes of the public.
Wen Mingyu's hand rested on the edge of the chair, her fingers curled up nervously.
After waiting for a long time, Mu Zhan narrowed his eyes slightly, and when he opened his mouth to say something, Wen Mingyu suddenly came over, and his lips were caught off guard against Mu Zhan's face. It almost hit, and a slight "boo" could be heard.
Before the kissed Mu Zhan had time to react, Wen Mingyu, the active person, seemed to be startled by himself, and jumped up from the chair, "I'll go ice skating!"
Before he could finish speaking, he ran away as if escaping, his ears turning red.
Mu Zhan was stunned for a moment, looking at his back running away, the corners of his lips could not help evoking a slight arc, and he was obviously in a good mood.
And Wen Mingyu gave the "benefits" in exchange for the opportunity to play ice skating, but he was not focused at all, his mind was full of the pictures just now, and the sound of boo, it was so embarrassing, just thinking about it, I can't wait to escape this planet overnight .
His heart was beating so fast that it seemed to jump out of his chest.
Mingming and Mu Zhan have done more intimate things...
Probably because his mood changed, he took the initiative for the first time
Still awake.
Wen Mingyu pressed her hot face and slowly slid across the ice, not thinking about it. The others seemed to see what he was thinking, and they didn't step forward to disturb him, but deliberately avoided him.
Wen Mingyu slid, and she couldn't help turning her head to look in Mu Zhan's direction. The distance was a little far, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, but it was obvious that Mu Zhan's eyes were on him.
He stepped down and made a mark on the ice. He almost lost his balance and fell. Fortunately, he hurriedly slipped to the side and stabilized in time. Then, he breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and continued to slide in a different direction, but Mu Zhan's gaze still fell directly on his back, which was extremely scorching and could not be ignored.
…
After the winter solstice, it is very close to the new year, preparations have already begun in the palace, and the people in the capital and all over the country are also busy for the new year.
At the end of the year, Mu Zhan became busier, with a mountain of memorials, and sometimes negotiated with the minister until late. Wen Mingyu is also at the end of the semester in Guozijian, preparing for the exam.
Once busy, time flies so fast, like New Year's Eve in the blink of an eye.
The imperial kitchen began to prepare for the New Year's Eve feast early in the morning, and some special and expensive ingredients were prepared a month in advance, waiting to be used today.
The New Year's Eve banquet in the palace has always been a grand banquet where the emperor, harem concubines, princes and princesses, and other relatives of the royal family reunite together.
But Mu Zhan's harem was empty, and the royal family had all died in the royal struggle a few years ago. Those who survived, like the eldest princess, have always been far away from the center of power, and even grandchildren are not allowed to set foot on it. Official career, such a time, of course, will not enter the palace, at most just send a Buddhist scriptures to pray for the saint.
Civil and military officials, naturally at this time, reunite with their relatives at home, eat reunion dinner, and share the joy of family.
Therefore, on such a grand festival, there was an unspeakable loneliness in the palace.
The New Year's Eve dinner was very rich, and there were many palace servants around, and there were various wonderful performances such as singing and dancing. The scene was very lively and gorgeous, but there were only two people sitting on the table.
Wen Mingyu.
Mu Zhan.
At the beginning, Wen Mingyu still had some curious expectations for the performance, and was amazed at the deliciousness of the luxurious delicacies, but slowly, he realized that something was wrong in the atmosphere. It seems that the drums are singing, the singing and dancing are peaceful, and it is prosperous, but it is actually like an empty shell.
Mu Zhan has no relatives, so how did he celebrate the New Year in the past few years? Sitting alone to eat, listening to the sound of firecrackers outside. Thousands of lights, reunion.
Wen Mingyu suddenly felt very uncomfortable in her heart, as if something was blocking her, she was sullen.
He knew very well what it was like to celebrate the New Year alone. Sad, as if abandoned by the world.
He lowered his eyelashes, not paying attention to the performance at all.
Mu Zhan noticed his strangeness and asked, "Does it look bad?"
Wen Mingyu shook her head, and when she raised her face again, she was already smiling brightly. She even put a venison meatball on Mu Zhan, and said cheerfully, "This is delicious! Your Majesty, try it!"
Next, Wen Mingyu became chatty, and kept talking to Mu Zhan, discussing which performance was good-looking, amazing, and which dish was delicious... Almost without stopping, the whole chatter.
His eyes were sparkling, and there seemed to be bright stars in his eyes, and his smile was warm and clean.
Mu Zhan was stunned at first, thinking he had been drinking, but he looked down at his wine glass and hadn't drank at all.
It's just so much excitement.
Mu Zhan quickly saw his purpose, a smile appeared in his calm eyes, and his stern face became a little softer.
After that, not only Wen Mingyu was talking, but Mu Zhan also responded from time to time, and the two talked more when they came and went. There was no need to deliberately, and we chatted a lot without realizing it, without even noticing the passage of time. When I came back to my senses, it was already dark and the banquet was over.
The fireworks that had been prepared, lit by the palace servants, jumped from the ground to the sky, vying to explode, lighting up the night sky, and blooming gorgeous flowers, extremely gorgeous.
The position where they sit is naturally the best viewing angle. The grand fireworks show is clearly seen in the eyes, and the brilliant light of the fireworks also falls into the eyes.
Each flower seems to be blooming in front of the eyes, which is shockingly beautiful.
But Wen Mingyu didn't look at it for a long time, then for some reason, she turned to look at Mu Zhan.
It turned out that Mu Zhan was also looking at him.
The dark and deep eyes, like a bottomless vortex, can suck people in.
There are fireworks constantly exploding in the ears, making people's brains buzzing and unable to think.
Wen Mingyu was stunned for a while, then opened his mouth, his throat seemed a little dry, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "... fireworks, don't they look good?"
Mu Zhan, a person who has always been uninterested in anything, is rarely a serious nod to answer.
"nice."
But these two words were uttered by watching Wen Mingyu. People don't know if this is talking about fireworks or people.
Wen Mingyu pursed her lips unconsciously, turned around like a robot, and continued to watch the fireworks in full bloom in the night sky.
There are fireworks in his eyes, but his mind has gone somewhere, and he doesn't look at it seriously at all.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
After a while, Wen Mingyu suddenly felt that her hand was being held, and it was completely wrapped, very warm.
Wen Mingyu didn't respond, and still looked at the fireworks, as if she didn't notice it.
Then, the fingertips moved slightly, bent slightly, and stuck to the edge of the back of Mu Zhan's hand.
Until the last fireworks were set off, the night sky returned to darkness, and the New Year's Eve banquet was over.
Wen Mingyu and Mu Zhan both returned to the Taiji Hall, bathed and went to bed as usual.
They all climbed into bed and were about to go to sleep. Wen Mingyu's brain seemed to be sluggishly running, and he asked in confusion, "...Aren't we keeping the year old?"
Mu Zhan stood beside the bed and stopped, "Do you want to guard?"
With that demeanor, it seemed that as long as Wen Mingyu nodded, they would not sleep.
However, Wen Mingyu just asked this according to custom, his eyelids were fighting, he was too tired, his face was tired, and he could fall asleep as soon as he lay down.
So, he shook his head and mumbled, "I'm sleepy."
Mu Zhan also lay down and hugged him into his arms. Wen Mingyu also drilled into his arms, arched, and skillfully found the most comfortable position.
Squinting, when she was about to fall asleep, Wen Mingyu suddenly remembered something, tried her best to open her eyelids, and said in a hoarse voice, "Happy New Year's Eve..."
After finishing speaking, it was like completing a very important task, and finally closed his eyes and fell asleep at ease.
Mu Zhan froze for a moment, then whispered back the same words, hugged the person tighter, put his chin on top of his head, and fell asleep.
A night without dreams, sleep soundly until dawn.
When I woke up and opened my eyes, it was already a new year.
The first thing to do in the new year is to sleep in.
When she was full, Wen Mingyu got up.
The New Year is a holiday, and Mu Zhan didn't get up early, but woke up with him.
After washing and dressing, it is time to have breakfast.
To Wen Mingyu's surprise, Mu Zhan took out a red seal from his sleeve pocket, handed it to him, and said, "Happy New Year."
"… Wow."
When he was a child, he spent the Chinese New Year in the orphanage. Although there would be a public welfare organization to give out red envelopes, it was obviously completely different from the red envelope in front of him, and the feeling of receiving it was even more different.
Wen Mingyu held the red-sealed baby in her hands, and read it over and over several times, but she didn't know what was inside, so she was happy enough.
After a while, he looked up at Mu Zhan, cupped his hands, and said with a smile, "Gong Xi Fa Cai, all the best."
Mu Zhan also smiled.
Then, Wen Mingyu, who has always been greedy, didn't look at the sumptuous meal on the table, but instead said something to wait, and ran to the side, not knowing what he was secretly tinkering with.
When he came back again, Wen Mingyu put his hands behind his back to hide something, sprinted for a hundred meters, threw himself in front of Mu Zhan, put a red seal in his hand, and smiled and wished with crooked eyes: "Your Majesty, happy new year. Oh!"
Mu Zhan guessed that he was going to put away the red seal and hide it preciously, but he didn't expect that he would also receive a red seal. It was too unfamiliar to him. The last time I received a red seal was a long time ago. It was nothing special from the father and the emperor. He stood in the corner and silently watched the favored prince and princess act coquettishly in front of the emperor.
Mu Zhan was stunned for a while, his expression was indescribably complicated, then he calmed down and raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you a child?"
Wen Mingyu didn't even think about it, and said as a matter of course: "Neither am I. Your Majesty hasn't given it to me. Since I can accept it, there is no reason why His Majesty can't accept it."
As he said that, he deliberately made a circle with both hands in the air, "It's the first time I've given a red seal, so big."
Mu Zhan felt the red seal in his hand and could feel it. Not only did the colorful ropes pass through the New Year's money woven into the shape of a dragon, but there were also a lot of silver notes. It was a very full and heavy red seal.
He couldn't help laughing, "Then thank the young master for the reward. Anyway, I also took the young master's first time."
... Listen, why is it so strange
However, Wen Mingyu didn't say anything, otherwise he would always feel like he would step into a pit.
After giving each other red envelopes, the two really began to eat.
Generally speaking, Lunar New Year money should be given to the younger generation by the elders on New Year's Eve, before midnight on the New Year's Eve.
But they didn't keep the year old last night, they fell asleep long ago. Moreover, according to the customs of this dynasty, after the age of sixteen, men and women start to marry, and the annual money is no longer collected.
As Mu Zhan said, they are not children anymore. However, I really received an unexpected red seal, and my mood is indescribably good.
The breakfast is also delicious and delicious. Mu Zhan waved his hand and gave the imperial pantry a reward. On the first day of the new year, everyone in the imperial kitchen received the bonus. They were both surprised and happy, and they worked even harder. Yesterday was the New Year's Eve banquet, and today's New Year's Day banquet is also very important.
The important officials of the court will come to pay New Year's greetings to the saint, offer blessings and gifts, and briefly talk about the blueprint of the new year's goals. This palace banquet was held from noon to the evening, and the two meals were solved directly, and there would be some wonderful performances in between.
Therefore, not long after breakfast, preparations for the New Year's palace banquet began. The palace servants waited on Wen Mingyu and Mu Zhan to put on complicated and luxurious formal court dresses and make a complicated dress.
The morning time passed so quietly.
Wen Mingyu just found a time gap and curiously opened the red seal that Mu Zhan gave him to see what was inside. The most basic New Year's money is strung with colorful ropes, and there are many shops... eh
He lowered his head and took a serious look, only to realize that he was right. Mu Zhan sent him a few shops, and they were in prime locations. The bookstore, the cloth house, the restaurant, and especially the bookstore, was the one where he printed and sold the book. Now it's all his, he's changed from a partner to a big boss.
Moreover, these shops are all taken care of by special personnel. He doesn't have to worry about it at all. It can be said that he just sits and waits to collect the money.
After he read it, he put the red seal away again, and when he turned to look at Mu Zhan again, his eyes were bright. Suddenly, I felt that Mu Zhan was very handsome and handsome, and the whole person was shining. Probably, this is the light of money.
At lunch time, the palace feast begins.
Mu Zhan and Wen Mingyu took their seats in the center, and the minister saluted. There are familiar faces in the seats, Wei Yingwu and Wen Changlan have both returned for the New Year.
Wen Mingyu couldn't help but smile when she saw them. They also noticed the sight and smiled back.
The whole palace banquet has a fixed process, and it goes all the way down. Lively is true, but also a little boring and cumbersome. After a long time, Wen Mingyu almost wanted to doze off.
"Do you want to go back?"
The courtiers below were watching the performance, but Mu Zhan didn't watch it and turned his head to ask Wen Mingyu.
Wen Mingyu shook her head quickly and stuffed a piece of preserved fruit into her mouth. The sour taste was a little refreshing.
Mu Zhan didn't say anything, but let people cut down some unnecessary processes, which shortened the time of the palace banquet.
After dinner, it was not dark, but the sun was setting in the west, and the clouds were dyed red by the gorgeous sunset, turning into burning clouds.
The palace banquet came to an end and ended successfully, and everyone left the table one after another.
There are also requirements for leaving the table, which must be in the order of honor and inferiority. Mu Zhan and Wen Mingyu naturally leave the table first, otherwise the others will not be able to leave.
However, after coming out, they did not go back immediately. Wen Changlan and the two returned from the border and had something to report.
Wei Yingwu only knew how to fight. He didn't understand the details of the plan, and he had a headache when he heard it, so he just went to the side with Wen Mingyu to play in the snow. We haven't seen each other for a few months. Naturally, Wei Yingwu misses this friend very much, not to mention that Wen Mingyu is so like his favorite rabbit, he is happy when he sees it.
They randomly built snowmen. Playing in the snow should be done by children, but Wei Yingwu didn't feel childish at all, and pinched the snow rabbit very seriously.
The snowman made by Wen Mingyu was bigger than his rabbit. After finishing the body, he continued to add details, took two branches and stuck them on top of the snowman's head.
Wei Yingwu asked suspiciously, "Are you making a deer?"
The brown branches on the snowman's head looked like two deer antlers.
Wen Mingyu was stunned for a while, as if he didn't quite understand how to put a branch on the snowman's head, looked at it for a while, and then smiled and said, "It's not a deer."
Wei Yingwu didn't understand, "What is that?"
Wen Mingyu didn't answer, but said, "I want to ask you something, okay?"
Wei Yingwu nodded without hesitation: "You ask."
"That's right, I have a friend..." As soon as Wen Mingyu said these words, she felt guilty and paused.
Fortunately, Wei Yingwu was very supportive and waited earnestly for him to speak. He didn't seem to know that when I said that I had a friend, I was actually talking about myself.
Wen Mingyu reluctantly continued, "He thinks that he should be in love with someone."
Not far away, Mu Zhan and Wen Changlan stood and talked about some serious business. When they were about to finish, Wen Changlan raised his eyes and found that Mu Zhan's eyes fell on that side again, looking at a person who had been just now. It's like he can't control his gaze. Although the business didn't delay the chat, and Mu Zhan was listening to anything and could pick up, but Wen Changlan looked a little choked up, as if he was too full to eat.
Anyway, the report was almost done, so Wen Changlan simply said what the sage wanted to hear, "Excuse me, Your Majesty and Young Master Wen are talking about it. Wei Chen feels that the atmosphere is different when he sees it. What's on the first floor, now it's extraordinarily close."
When Mu Zhan heard the words, he rarely looked back, looked at Wen Changlan, and asked plainly, "What's the difference? Where did you see it?"
Wen Changlan smiled elegantly and answered calmly, "The eyes. The eyes between His Majesty and Young Master Wen, Wei Chen had seen on his parents, and it was obvious at a glance that it was a natural love."
It's obvious that it's a little bit out of line, but he is very sure that the saint will not be angry because of this, but will be in a good mood.
Mu Zhan did not have any displeasure, but he did not laugh. Instead, he asked with a hint of seriousness that was almost academically probing, and asked, "Why do you like it?"
Wen Changlan was stunned for a moment. He appeared to be indifferent and calm, but in fact, he was also a single man and had never been in a relationship. However, he didn't panic, but said: "I have him in my heart, I am happy for him and worry about him, and I don't want to be with him all the time. This is because I like it."
Mu Zhan's expression remained the same, and he answered with an unclear meaning. It seemed that he was just asking casually, and he didn't care about the answer, and it would not change in any way.
And the other side.
Wen Mingyu was talking about his "friend", feeling a little guilty, but with a very serious expression, "I often want to kiss someone, do you like it?"
Wei Yingwu frowned, a little puzzled, and said bluntly: "Of course it is! If you want to meet anyone, you want to kiss him, isn't he a scumbag!"
His voice was already loud, and when it came to the scumbag, he was even louder, so scared that Wen Mingyu hurriedly dragged him, squatted down, and whispered like a thief: "Keep your voice down, keep your voice down! I, my friend, he doesn't want others. know about it."
Wei Yingwu immediately showed an apologetic expression and hurriedly shut up.
Wen Mingyu peeked at Mu Zhan, and found that they seemed to be talking about something very serious and serious.
When he came back to his senses, Wen Mingyu couldn't help but feel a little heartbroken when he thought of Wei Yingwu's sentence of a scumbag. Of course he's not a scumbag, he just wants to kiss someone, and it's the first time he thinks so, right, he thinks a little too often...
Wen Mingyu coughed to cover it up, looked down at the snowman on the ground, put both hands on her knees, and said to herself, "Do you want to confess?"
Wei Yingwu's dark head leaned over, and couldn't help but whisper, "Of course you want it, if you like it, go for it. You'll have a crush, and it's too late to regret it."
Wen Mingyu was startled by the big face in front of him, and then smiled, "...you're right."
Wei Yingwu nodded vigorously, and said, "You must tell your friends quickly, I have a soldier under my command, and I like a girl, but I have been embarrassed to say it. As a result, when I returned home, I found that the girl was married, and the children would be called mother. Kiss. He cried for a long time."
Wen Mingyu nodded seriously.
When he and Wei Yingwu talked about this, he didn't really want to find someone to give him his opinion. He had already made a decision in his heart. He just wanted someone to repeat and affirm his thoughts and increase his courage to take this step.
More than a month ago, he found that he seemed to like Mu Zhan, and he couldn't help but always look at Mu Zhan. After he really confirmed it, he thought, Mu Zhan doesn't like him, Mu Zhan is so kind to him, should he be a little bit? But what if it's just because of pheromones? Because his pheromone can make Mu Zhan sleep peacefully, Mu Zhan treats him well.
What if my confession is rejected
Wen Mingyu thought about it a lot, afraid of being rejected, afraid of being selfish... But she couldn't help but want to try, she couldn't bear to hold it back. He thought, let's just say, no matter what the result is, he just wanted to tell Mu Zhan that he liked him.
How to express it, he thought for a long time. He has written the storybook and the plot of confession of love, but when it comes to himself, he is not satisfied and wants to express his love in the most perfect way.
When the fireworks were set off yesterday, the atmosphere was very good. He had the urge to say it, but the sound of the fireworks was too loud, and there were many palace people beside him, so he still didn't say it in the end. He wanted to make a proper scene himself, preferably just the two of them.
He had already made up his mind, the sooner he spoke, the better, and he didn't want to miss the time.
I'll make a confession on the way back!
Wen Changlan and Wei Yingwu naturally had to retire after the business was over. On the way out of the palace, Wen Changlan thought about the conversation just now and paused for a while, and then he reacted with hindsight—wait, they Hasn't it been officially announced yet
It's been so long, it's so obvious, others can see it at a glance, but they're still... It's too clumsy.
But thinking about it again, the saint is only about nineteen years old, and he seems to understand that he is clumsy about feelings.
Wen Changlan couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.
Even before they said it, they were already like a couple. If they were really together, what would it be like
The twilight is four, and night falls.
Inside the palace, palace lanterns have been lit, hanging on the cornices under the glazed tiles. On the branches, the candles are dimly lit by a layer of gauze.
Walking on the snow, stepping on a long string of footprints.
Wen Mingyu held a gilt-carved hand stove in his hand, and couldn't help repeating what he was about to say in his heart. He was so nervous that his palms were sweating, and he unconsciously clenched the hand stove tightly.
"I like you."
Wen Mingyu froze in shock, thinking that he had accidentally said something, but he didn't say this first!
But the next second, he found out that it was not.
His wrist was grabbed, and he was forced to turn around to meet Mu Zhan's deep eyes.
"I can accept that you don't like me temporarily, I will give you time, and I won't force you, but you are not allowed to like other people."
Wen Mingyu was stunned, a little dazed, and even suspected that Mu Zhan had been ripped off. This doesn't seem like something a tyrant would say.
Mu Zhan stared at him and continued: "I heard that if some animals fail to court, they will sadly eat their courtship due to excessive depression."
Wen Mingyu: "..."
Very outrageous words, but for some reason, Mu Zhan said it as if it were normal.
Wen Mingyu's prepared confession was preempted by Mu Zhan before he had time to say it. It was this kind of confession that could be called a threat.
Just as he was about to speak, he was stopped by Mu Zhan again.
Back at the Taiji Hall, Mu Zhan took out a scroll, handed it to Wen Mingyu, and said, "Can you accept getting married first?"
It was an edict, brocade made of fine silk, with jade shafts at both ends, and the content was written on the back, and when the jade was heard, even the jade seal was covered, and it could be announced to the world at any time.
Wen Mingyu was stunned, only to realize that Mu Zhan didn't preempt him to confess at all, but - proposed marriage!
The author has something to say: Yuzai: Dumbfounded.jpg
Mu Zhan: Either don't do it, or do it in a big way :)
PS: The content of the ice play performance is checked from Baidu.