[Strategy of Yanxi Palace] How to create a book with the two words 鸳鸯

"Why did you come here without an umbrella, the snow is a bit heavy." Fu Heng asked her.

Yingluo saw the sachet she had newly embroidered hanging on his waist, she hooked her lips, and smiled at him, "If I wasn't in the palace, I would have come running here with my skirt in my hands. What's the umbrella... don't you have an umbrella too?"

What she meant was that she was so happy to see Fu Heng, so she walked over excitedly. If it weren't for the most etiquette in the palace, she would have rushed over directly—Of course Fu Heng understood what she meant, and he also slightly smile.

"I know you're going back home today, so I thought of coming to see you." Fu Heng said.

"Why, are you afraid that you won't be able to see me in the future, and miss me?" Yingluo smiled lightly. She thought Fu Heng would not admit it, but she didn't expect Fu Heng to say openly, "I miss you very much."

Now Yingluo was a little at a loss, she blinked and heard Fu Heng ask her: "You don't miss me?"

Yingluo glared at him: "Chunhe, this is a bit inappropriate for you." How should she answer?Like him, I miss him too...

Usually she is used to making fun of her, but who would have thought that Fu Heng would actually ask her back, which made her a little shy and embarrassed for a while out of thin air.

"It turned out to be a paper tiger." Fu Heng laughed at her.

Yingluo was slightly annoyed, and pretended to turn around and leave: "I thought I wouldn't see you in January, and the goodbye should be after the draft. I just came here when I saw someone standing here. I didn't expect that they were here to make fun of me— -I am leaving."

"You are really only allowed to set the fire yourself, and no one else is allowed to light the lamp." Fu Heng said helplessly. Seeing that Yingluo didn't move at all, he had no choice but to explain, "I came today to ask you if you will go out to see on the night of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. Lantern Festival Lantern Festival."

Yingluo rolled her eyes and said with a smile, "I used to go every year, but this year..."

Fu Heng looked at her with anxiety in his eyes.

Yingluo chuckled: "I will go even more this year!"

It was snowing heavily, and the snowflakes fell on the person's body. Yingluo felt the cool wetness on her face, and she knew that it was snowflakes melting on her cheeks.She saw the snow falling on Fu Heng's shoulders, body, and his hat and braids. Although she couldn't see her own appearance, she knew that the snow had fallen all over her head and body.

But Fu Heng stretched out his fingers to wipe away the coolness on her face, and the heat from his fingertips spread to his whole body along his cheeks, making him feel warm despite being numb.

In the next moment, Fu Heng brushed the snowflakes from her hair, and put on the hat on the cloak for her, only showing a small face hidden under the rabbit velvet cloak, very cute.

Fu Heng said, "Then I'll go back."

But Yingluo asked: "When we met in the Mid-Autumn Festival, I wore the pink Yingluo necklace awarded by the Concubine Gui. This necklace and Princess Jing are full of praise. Why didn't you praise me for wearing it that day?"

Fu Heng was a little dazed by this sudden questioning that was like settling accounts after autumn. He was stunned for a moment, as if he was trying to recall the scene that day, and finally said truthfully: "I didn't notice——"

Yingluo was about to say, "Why didn't you notice what I was wearing, you really don't care about me", but Fu Heng said with a slight smile in his tone: "I only had eyes for you at that time."

These words were so good that Yingluo felt her heart thumping for a moment, but even so, she still couldn't help feeling a little angry.A woman is a self-pleasing person, she managed to dress up beautifully, but Fu Heng didn't notice it at all, and he didn't know whether it was frustration or joy.

Yingluo said, "You are really wasting my effort to dress up."

Fu Heng grasped the point of her words: "Do you know that I will go to you?"

Yingluo groaned and stomped her feet, seemingly annoyed: "I don't know... I really don't know, after all, it's the Mid-Autumn Festival, and you must be with your relatives and elders for a family reunion. It's just because my birthday is not a good time. .”

But after all, there is some anticipation, some anticipation, maybe Fu Heng will appear?

"But I think it's very good." Knowing what she was thinking, Fu Heng felt happy for a moment. It turned out that Yingluo was looking forward to his passing that day, and it was not in vain that he thought of a way to find her. , I can stay with you, and you will be reunited."

"Why are you so good at talking?" Yingluo wondered, "Who did you learn from? Could it be that you went shopping in Hualou?"

After she finished speaking, she was hit on the forehead. Although it was not very heavy, Yingluo still put on a look of surprise in pain, and Fu Heng over there had already put on a straight face: "What nonsense are you talking about, the girl's random mention Where."

Well, she was wrong.Yingluo couldn't help laughing, seeing Fu Heng like this, he really had never been to such a nondescript place.

Seeing that the snow was getting bigger and bigger, Fu Heng couldn't stay for a long time, and Yingluo was afraid that he would catch a cold and get sick, so it was time to say goodbye.

Yingluo said: "Fu Heng... When it snows next year, I mean, um... At our house, when we watch the snow, don't open an umbrella, okay?"

in our house.

This sentence was so comfortable that Fu Heng couldn't help squinting his eyes. He looked at the petite fiancee wrapped in the cloak in front of him and asked, "Why?"

"Because we walked in the snow together, we turned gray before we knew it." Yingluo pursed her lips and smiled, her hair grew old together, but that's all.She used to think that this was an extravagant wish, and that it would be good to live together in the snow.

But now she has a chance to hold her son's hand and truly live forever with Fu Heng.

That's great, she took a few steps back and couldn't help but look back at Fu Heng, only to see that Fu Heng was also looking at her.Yingluo waved her hand and came back on the snow, she thought: It's great, the fifth year of Qianlong was an excellent year.

This year's Ruixue is also an excellent Ruixue.

He Jing snorted and said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time, I almost thought that you were going to make a snowman in the heavy snow with my little uncle, and you wouldn't come back anymore. Now that you're back, follow me to Changchun Palace."

He Jing frowned after hearing Yingluo's feelings, "No, no, you can't just be content with that. People have to look forward. The unknown future is even better. Do you think five years is the best time?" , because you haven’t seen what the coming sixth year will look like. Yingluo, be aggressive!”

Ying Luo, who was taught a lesson by the little girl, just laughed lightly, because what He Jing said was indeed true, she and Fu Heng will have a future, every day better than the previous day, and every year better than this year .

She will love every moment more and cherish every beautiful moment.

"You want to ask me if I've had a good year." He Jing raised his voice, as if he was thinking hard, "Actually, it's no different from last year, the only difference is that I met you this year, and the big event in my uncle's life With the settlement, other things are neither good nor bad... huh?"

She ran out suddenly as if she had seen something, and Yingluo was dazed when she saw that the fiery red ball quickly rolled up a snowball on the ground, and with a swoosh, it aimed at the playful girl very accurately. A certain boy in the group smashed over, and the boy was caught off guard and grinned.

He Jing, who was wearing a fiery red cloak, clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, boy, just wait and see, the next time I see you, I'm going to hit you once!"

Who else could it be? Of course, He Jing was speechless because of the nonsense about the "Book of Changes" before, and he deeply felt that this person was duplicity.The boy's back was straight, and he didn't show any emotion from being hit by the snow, which made Yingluo give him a high look, after all, he was the future niece and son-in-law.

I only heard the boy say: "If the princess is happy, then please continue."

He Jing turned around and left, Yingluo hurriedly followed her, when she heard Her Royal Highness, who was usually stable, say angrily, "Who is this?"

Yingluo knew that Hejing was very disappointed. If Sebuten Balezhuer was unhappy, then she must be very happy.

As a result, this guy said such things neither humble nor overbearing, but suppressed her with the courtesy of a monarch and minister, as if I was a courtier, so I was smashed by the princess and I couldn't resist. Make trouble for no reason, so she is not happy.

Yingluo comforted her and said, "Princess, don't be upset, maybe the little prince is telling the truth?" Maybe he really wants to be smashed by her, and maybe he wants to make her happy... right?Hey, don't worry about the love life of the younger generation, children and grandchildren have their own blessings -- well, this is an old-fashioned statement, but it is not unreasonable.

Although she is at a young age, she is really an elder.

After bidding farewell to the Queen and Princess Hejing, Yingluo went back home to celebrate the New Year.This year's festival is no different from usual, but because Yingluo is in a good mood this year, she feels that this New Year is extraordinarily lively, and the corners of her eyes and brows are tinged with joy.

However, because the Guerjia family had several girls of the right age who were about to marry, Yingluo's mother-in-law and her eldest aunt took a few girls to Sansheng Nunnery to seek marriage.

Yingluo followed the elders to offer incense devoutly, and then went to the lottery tube to draw lots.

The signature said: Loving you for the rest of your life is reincarnation, leaving your pearls without tears.The marriage in the previous life has been owed, and the old man will return at the beginning of this life.

"Sign up!" Madam Guerjia was overjoyed, holding Yingluo's hand very happily, "Now my mother is relieved... There is a marriage tree in the backyard, Yingluo, would you like to hang a red thread?"

Yingluo was in a daze. In her previous life, her mother died young, and her elder sister was like a mother. She was brought up by her elder sister.Now becoming a young lady of the Guerjia family, not only has an unprecedented status, she has gained a beautiful love, but also the love of her long-lost mother, and even the care of her brother... Sigh, she is really so good.

The legend of this marriage tree is that a certain princess of the Ming Dynasty planted this tree after she became a monk at Sansheng Nunnery because she could not marry her beloved one, to express her lovesickness.It can be said that the predecessors planted the tree and the descendants enjoyed the shade. Now, under the locust tree has become a holy place for people to pray for marriage.

Yingluo nodded, but her mind was thinking about the signature just now, and she had to say that the signature was really accurate.

I don't know that Fu Heng didn't fall in love with her at first sight in this life. In short, he had a good impression at first sight. This is indeed the reincarnation of the previous life.There is a saying that when the Pearl of Huanjun was weeping and hated not to meet when she was not married, this signature wrote "Pearl of Staying Jun", which shows that this is not only a love match, but also that both parties are unmarried.

As for the marriage relationship in the previous life... Yingluo blushed a little. When she was in Xinzheku, she pretended to be a paper tiger and undressed coldly to hurt Fu Heng's heart. Fu Heng said that he would wait for her and let her owe him a lifetime.

In the end, I really owed it for a lifetime.

So there is the first meeting in this life: the first acquaintance with the king is like the return of an old friend-this is the return of an old friend.

Good sign, good sign.

She went to the backyard with a few cousins, and as soon as she entered the courtyard, she saw the red ribbons on the locust tree fluttering in the wind, and there were thousands of them hanging, all of which were good wishes.

"Sister, what do you want to write on it?" The cousin asked with a smile, "Could it be your lover's name?"

Yingluo told her that it was impossible to write the name, and if the ribbon fell off and spread, it would damage the reputation, and it was even impossible to write by yourself, it would be better to ask a maid to write for her.She just wanted her maid to write, but saw a familiar figure, which made her startled for a moment.

"Miss?" the maid asked in surprise.

"Did you see that lady?" Yingluo gestured to a young lady not far away with her eyes. Seeing the maid nodding, she continued, "Go over after you finish writing, and try to find out what that lady is doing here today. Yes, understand...be careful, don't let people notice, and don't tell others about this."

Although the maid was puzzled, she still nodded, and she asked her lady again: "So what are you going to write?"

Yingluo thought for a while and said with a smile, "You just write—the book on how to make a mandarin duck."

Fu Heng, Fu Heng, do you know how to write the word mandarin duck?

The author has something to say:

The signature is made up by myself... OTZ only wants to read rhyme, not to study the level.

He Jing and Forehead are branch lines, embedded in the main line.