Because of this, Jin Siyu's handling of public affairs recently has been praised by the Emperor Dayue many times, and he has been rewarded twice in a short period of time, which makes him feel very good, and Shaoyao's naive intelligence also makes him very impressed Appreciation, this is clearly an outsider who has not been polished by the government.
Early in the morning, Tingfengxuan began to be swept away by someone to prevent Miss Shaoyao from slipping her feet when she came out. In fact, Miss Shaoyao never came out. If she wanted to come out, she would be in Jin Siyu's arms. possible.
Among the people sweeping the snow was Ruan Langzhong's little drug boy. He swept it extremely carefully, picking up the broken snow in every crevice of the bluestone with his hands, and his fingers were red from the cold.
Sweeping down the steps a little bit, he seemed a little tired, leaning on the broom, standing under the eaves to rest.
"Xiaodai." The window suddenly opened, revealing Shaoyao's smiling face, her mouth was moving, and she was holding a few steaming buns in her hand, "Is it cold? Eat something hot to warm your body."
Xiaodai looked up at her, and answered honestly, "Cold."
She smiled, and put the buns in a bag and handed them out. When Xiao Dai went to pick them up, she grabbed his fingers and rubbed them, saying: "The snow is freezing and needs to revitalize the blood."
Xiaodai held the steamed stuffed bun bag in his mouth, and unceremoniously handed both hands to her to rub.
Everyone in the yard laughed and watched, and no one thought there was anything unusual. Although this young man named Xiaodai was a bit silly, he was very hardworking and had a very cute manner. Everyone in the yard liked it. Go to make medicine for her and sweep the yard. Every time she sweeps under the eaves, she will open the window to talk to him and give him something to eat. It has been snowing recently, and she will rub his frozen fingers every time, little Dai never knew how to refuse, both of them acted calmly and calmly, making people think of no evil, even Jin Siyu saw it a few times, but didn't think anything, and smiled back and said that the two were like sisters and brothers, which was very good.
Rubbing her fingers against her palm, her skin is delicate and warm. The wound on the palm has already healed, and it is slightly deformed, which cannot be seen unless you look carefully.
He lowered his eyes, watching the hand gently wrapping his fingers, motionless.
Every day, this is the closest distance to her.
For this reason, he rushes to do things and undertake all the chores in the yard, because Zong Chen said that if he does not do things on weekdays and suddenly does something, it will be very suspicious.
So he hired almost all the work in the yard, so everyone was willing to do whatever he wanted.
In the past, he didn't do things. In order not to let people see that he was not good at chores, unlike a drug boy with ordinary background, he secretly followed Zong Chen to learn how to do those chores in the middle of the night. He didn't sleep, and he did them over and over again. Be proficient, so that people don't look unfamiliar.
He used to practice kung fu unconsciously in sweeping snow, so as not to let himself catch the cold, but later found that she would be especially considerate of those who were cold, so he stopped doing kung fu and showed her the carrot hand every day.
Her fingers rubbed against his, and he gently pressed his fingertips against each other.
Zong Chen said, fingers, the closest distance to the heart.
She covered his hand and looked up at him with a smile in her eyes.
He suddenly felt something stuffed into his palm.
There was a moment of astonishment—he knew that everyone had been preparing to rescue her under all possible circumstances, but they were in charge of all these things. He just had to be a good drug boy, but today was very special, she actually chose He sends a message.
She... rest assured that nothing will happen to him
He opened his mouth, clicked, the steamed stuffed bun bag fell, he quickly caught it, and the steamed stuffed bun bag covered the little thing.
She lay on the window sill, looking at him with a smile.
He suddenly felt great joy—there is only one person in this world who can trust him so much, trust him, not alienate or abandon him as a different kind, not just protect him because of his specialness, but use all his patience , to open him.
Holding the bun and the broom, he left the yard and met Jin Siyu when he went out. He saluted him calmly and passed Jin Siyu.
Jin Siyu didn't give him a second look, and hurried in with big strides, shaking off the snow on his body under the eaves of the corridor, and smiled as soon as he entered the door: "Do you feel better today?"
"Very good." She motioned for He Xiang to serve tea, Jin Siyu walked through the medicine bag hanging on the door lintel, and said with a smile, "After a while, this medicine bag should be taken off as well. I smell it every day, and I feel that there is something wrong with my body. It smells like medicine."
"This is a good thing. Doesn't the prince feel that the body is light and healthy recently?" She smiled, "Doctor Ruan said that this thing should penetrate slowly, and it will be effective if it is distributed for a long time."
"Depending on you, depending on you, it's really a good thing." He pinched her cheek affectionately.
He Xiang served tea, because it was the New Year, he was dressed very neatly, his hair was not messed up, he took a sip of tea, and suddenly smiled: "This girl is dressed carefully today, and the fragrance on her body is better than usual."
"Really? I didn't pay attention." She leaned over to smell it, which made the girl blush, and hurriedly left.
"On New Year's Eve, I thought of something fun for you. I think you are much better, so you can have a good time." Jin Siyu held her in his arms and said leisurely, "After all, this is the time we spent together. I will take you back to Kyoto in the first year, and live the next year, and the next... thirty years... forty years... eighty years... "
She laughed with a delicate voice, "How can I live so long? It's not fun to have goose skin and white hair."
"For Chinese New Year, don't say it's unlucky." Jin Siyu gently covered her lips, "As long as you want, we can live forever."
"Of course I am willing." She leaned gently into his arms and smiled sweetly.
"I'm looking forward to it, this New Year's Eve."
The end of the year, New Year's Eve.
Since His Royal Highness An Wang will not return to Kyoto this year to spend the New Year in Pucheng, the Puyuan Garden is decorated in a very gorgeous and festive way. Even the fallen leaves and withered trees are wrapped in colorful silk, green silk is cut for leaves, and the dark red palace lanterns shaped like melons are like jade beads flying Coming, reflecting the radiance of the snow-covered ground.
Jin Siyu could have returned to Beijing to celebrate the New Year, but he wrote a booklet a few years ago, saying that there will be heavy snow this winter, and many people will suffer from disasters. With hunger and cold in the new year, Si Yu had no intention of sitting in the capital to enjoy wealth and honor. Once the excerpt was published, the emperor of Dai Viet appreciated him, and immediately awarded him a generous reward.