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New Year's Eve.

After the family banquet, as usual, Rou Ke took Qiaoqing with her and took a carriage to Biyun Temple in the suburbs of Beijing.

Yu Xiaoyu and Qin Rongyue had quarreled to go together earlier, Rou Ke ordered the driver to turn into Shamao Street and pick her up in front of the official gate of Shangshu's Mansion.

In the carriage, Rou Ke has always been indifferent and doesn't like making noise.

But two little ghosts of the same age haunted her, and the two small mouths kept disturbing the cleanliness of her ears——

Qin Rongyue: "Sister Rouke, brother Xiaotang, won't you go with us?"

Yu Xiaoyu: "Miss sister, is the rouge my brother gave you yesterday useful?"

"Sister Rouke, why are you always so tight-lipped today? Brother Xiaotang is not here, so are you unhappy?"

"Miss, do you still have the pastry you made for my little brother a few days ago? I want to eat it too!"

……

Qiao Qing also laughed when he heard it, but he enjoyed it and didn't intend to stop it.

Rou Ke rested her forehead and let out a soft sigh, slipped Yu Xiaoyu to sit next to her, took out a small Mole from her bosom, and said seriously to her: "Here's this, don't make a fuss. "

Mohele is a kind of civil sculpture children sold at the Jingshi market on the seventh day of July every year to cater for the Qiqiao Festival. Most of them are dressed in colorful clothes. meaning.

Although Yu Xiaoyu had seen Mohele before in Huzhou, but it was never like the one Rou Ke gave her—it was extremely ugly, so she stared at it out of curiosity when she got it.

Seeing this, Qin Rongyue was not very happy, the child's nature always loves to be grandstanding and attract attention, and she is a spoiled temperament, so she immediately stretched out her little hand to grab the Mohele that Yu Xiaoyu was holding tightly in her palm.

Yu Xiaoyu was watching with enthusiasm, refused to let go, frowned and shrank back holding Mohele, the two of them were fighting each other, Yu Xiaoyu accidentally swiped Qin Rongyue's face with a paw, and scratched A few fine marks--

Qin Rongyue and Yu Xiaoyu stared blankly for a long while, then cried out "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" out of breath. — Sister Rouke, Xiaoyu slapped me in the face... I, I... I won't be able to marry in the future... Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Rou Ke held her small face and looked at it carefully, dumbfounded—it was just a few red marks, there was no need to apply any medicine, and it would be fine tomorrow.

Yu Xiaoyu knew that he was in trouble, so he was restless, jumped off the soft couch, stood a little further away, pinched the corner of his clothes, and hesitated.

"Come here." Rou Ke beckoned to her.

Yu Xiaoyu was so flustered that she completely ignored Rou Ke's deliberate expression of unkindness, walked towards Qin Rongyue who was choking softly, and patted her shoulder cautiously.

For a moment——Qin Rongyue was slightly stunned, the tears that had stopped falling down again in strings, and she cried even louder.

Twice——Qin Rongyue didn't turn her head back, but pushed Yu Xiaoyu back with her backhand, snorting.

Three times——"...I'll give it to you, don't you cry, okay?" Yu Xiaoyu was very smart, patted his shoulder and jumped to the side, dodging Qin Rongyue's backhand blow.

Qin Rongyue didn't speak, but her tears gradually decreased, and her crying became quieter.

This is... angry?

Yu Xiaoyu was very distressed, she tilted her head and thought about it, and when she raised her head, she happened to collide with Rou Ke, who had eyes full of encouragement—yes!

Yu Xiaoyu tiptoedly hugged Qin Rongyue from behind, kissed her lightly on the face before she was about to push herself away, then stared at the red marks on her face with wide eyes, and said solemnly Said: "Don't worry, you are very beautiful like this! If you can't get married, I will marry you."

Qin Rongyue turned her face sideways, looked from the unattractive Mohele in her hand to her face, pouted suspiciously: "Really?"

Yu Xiaoyu nodded desperately, and shoved Mohele into her hand.

Qin Rongyue took Mohele and wiped it on her face with her small paws—spit foam.

"Brother Xiaotang said that honest people don't get what you get, I'll give it back to you." As he said that, he naturally placed a kiss on Yu Xiaoyu's face.

Yu Xiaoyu giggled happily: "There's no need to pay it back——after I marry you, what's yours will be mine, and what's mine will be yours!"

Rou Ke saw that one head and two were big, and before Yu Xiaoyu was about to kiss Qin Rongyue again, she pulled the two of them apart, and took the collars of the two of them and placed one on the couch beside her. , I became more determined in my heart that next year I must invite an upright and upright enlightenment teacher to bring the two of them back to the right path.

Why are kids so hard to fool these days?She clearly remembered that Ah Yue was very obedient in the past.

Hmm...Of course I'm not very obedient now, it's very bad.

In front of the bluestone steps of Biyun Temple.

After waiting for a long time, Tang finally heard the sound of wheels rolling, and hurriedly said to the little novice at the side: "Little master, please go to the backyard and tell me, everyone is coming soon, you can cook some raw food first."

The little novice responded honestly, turned around and strode up the steps, and the prayer beads hanging around his neck made a string of soft sounds—it was actually quite reassuring to hear in the thick night of New Year's Eve.

It's a pity for An Ning... It's still inconvenient to take her out of the palace, so I have to find a reason to go in and visit her one day. I don't know, do you still like the pastries she liked when she was a child?But... the pastry chef of the Shangshan Supervisor... I heard that he passed away angrily 12 years ago.

"What are you thinking with your head down?" Rou Ke asked with a smile as the carriage stopped in front of Tang Ci.

Yu Xiaoyu and Qin Rongyue, two heavily clothed little meatballs rolled out from the inside, scrambling to hang on Tang Ci's body——

"Brother Xiaotang hug me!"

"Little brother hug me!"

The two children were grinning their white teeth, and they were jumping up and down on their short legs with bright eyes.

Tang Ci looked at Rou Ke at a loss, but saw that she and Qiao Qing took out a few gift boxes and baskets from the carriage, and went to the temple on their own, without paying any attention to them.

In desperation, Tangci had no choice but to bend down, hugged one, and led the other—and had to comfort the one who was not hugged with a smiling face.

God knows, the one she wanted to hug the most, walked lightly and quickly, and disappeared long ago!

However, since Yiyang stated to the emperor that he did not want to get married and came out of Fengxian Hall, he has been thinking behind closed doors in the princess mansion.Until one day, a group of ministers and censors headed by Lu He continuously impeached Yiyang for all kinds of wild, rebellious and rude behaviors, whether true or false, or not. After blowing a few words of pillow wind, I really still have grievances against Yiyang in my heart, so I issued a Taoist decree, ordering Yiyang to choose a day to go to Maozhou to guard the mausoleum and think about it for a period of one year.

After Ju Mengbai passed away, Lu He moved out of the mansion bestowed by Yiyang, and returned to his own cramped and humble residence.

In the kitchen, Lu He had finished making the dough, when he suddenly heard a furtive sound from outside the door.

Even though it was a holiday, the Shuntian government office still had guards patrolling the night. It stands to reason that there shouldn't be daring thieves wandering around.

Lu He carried a stick in his hand, and waited behind the door with bated breath.

Sure enough, the door squeaked, and a crack leaked slightly and thinly—gradually getting bigger and wider—and a... figure covered in mud and smelly came out?

Lu He's stick was about to fall down in an instant, and judging by his posture, he would definitely punch a bloody hole in his head, and he would lose half his life if he didn't die.

"Don't, don't, don't...don't hit!" The figure rolled forward sharply, avoiding the stick.

Lu He heard the voice, threw the stick in the air, opened his mouth wide and said in surprise: "Yiyang?!"

The hot water used to cook the dumplings just came in handy. Lu He picked up two buckets and took them to his room with a wooden pole. After mixing the cold water, he tested the temperature of the water and dug out a clean and tidy set from the closet. Men's clothing sits on a wooden bench.

"That's saponins." Lu He pointed to the "unrecognizable" Yiyang, and then showed how to use saponins.

"I'm outside the door, call me when the water is cold." Lu He started to leave, but heard Yi Yang behind him urgently said:

"Hey!" Lu He turned around, Yiyang lowered his head, hesitated for a while, and then hesitated, "I...I will be afraid...you...you stay here with me? "

Lu He was slightly startled, and then asked: "Are you afraid, or can't wash yourself?" The former is easy to say, but the latter... is a bit difficult.

Yiyang blushed instantly - fortunately, his face was dark now, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

"I...would be afraid...I...I used to be in the mansion...with someone to accompany me." Poor God, she really wasn't playing tricks on Lu He this time!

I drew a landscape relief curved screen to cover it slightly, and thought about whether the screen paper would be dizzy when the water droplets splashed, so I found a few long robes to hang on it.

Lu He pulled up a round stool, sat behind the screen, looked at where he didn't know where to look, and said, "I'm here, don't be afraid."

"it is good."

The rest is a long silence, and the sound of splashing water from time to time.

The doors and windows in the house were closed tightly, and the water vapor was steaming.

Smelling the faint fragrance of saponins, Lu He felt a little dazed, touched his cheek, and really felt a little hot.

It should be heated.

"...What are you doing here? Your Majesty is getting angry, if he finds out that you sneaked out..."

Yiyang Ximu was so distracted, his eyes always glanced at the screen unconsciously, although it was covered by the robe, he just stared at it, as if he could feel at ease.

"He won't know. The palace is busy giving banquets. He has Concubine Ning to accompany him to watch the new year. How could he think of me?" Yi Yang flicked his hands on the water surface, and the ripples swung out in small circles, watching Then he met the two dimples at the corners of Lu He's mouth, and a smile curved his lips.

"..." Lu He was silent for a while, then sighed inaudibly, "You have to be careful, Concubine Ning is from King Lu's lineage, if she takes you closer, she might catch you out. How many handles."

A series of sounds like waterfalls and flowers——

Knowing that she was out of the bath, Lu He panicked for a moment and was at a loss. He stood up and paced around a few times: "I...I'll go out and wait for you."

"Hey!" Yiyang stopped her again, "I...I don't know how to wear men's clothes, teach me..."

Lu He: "..."

"Don't worry, I... I won't take the opportunity to touch you..."

Lu He: "...Okay, let me tell you, you stand there and wear it, and come out when you are done."

In the dim room with candle shadows, Lu He's slender and clear voice was particularly clear.

As he was talking, he suddenly stopped——

"..." The left cheek was kissed unexpectedly, Lu He was stunned, and after a while, his neck turned red with embarrassment, and he lightly reprimanded the instigator, "Your Highness!"

Yiyang licked his lips with relish, and smiled at her lightly, "I haven't broken my promise." Xian Xianyu pointed to her lower lip, "It's my mouth that moves."

Lu He was speechless by her treachery, pushed her away with a livid face, and walked away.

Yiyang stretched out his hand to grab her, pulled her into his arms, whispered in her ear softly, pleadingly, and humbly: "You want to push me away so that I won't be dragged by you, have you asked me?" Do I agree? You are such a complete heartless bastard, I actually put you on the top of my heart and thought about it. The scorching heat might have roasted a duck. You are harder to serve than a duck. I can't cover the heat no matter what. I will do whatever you want me to do, a year is so long, day and night, do you want me to die in a foreign land?"

Lu He immediately covered her mouth: "What can't you die! Nonsense!"