Your Highness, the Proton of the Book, forgive me

Huancai lowered his head: "Master Ah Xiang said, it's useless, this immortal body can only be cultivated once per person, if it is broken, life, old age, sickness and death will be no different from ordinary people."

Emperor Dajiang got up from the couch in a jerk: "Hurry up...it's time to take medicine? I want to practice hard."

"Yes……"

Huancai hurriedly bowed her body to get the medicine, and just turned around the corridor, she let out a long breath.Jiang Xian was frightened by the cold, Qian Zuisheng ordered Liang Zi to eat in Nuan Pavilion, but Jiang Xian only drank two sea cucumber porridge and then stopped. "

Qian Zuisheng had no choice but to deal with Jiang Xianjing in his own way.

After a while, Jiang Xian gasped in shock and glared at Qian Zuisheng.

Qian Zuisheng had a small cut at the corner of his mouth, and the bowl of sea cucumber porridge fell into Jiang Xianjing's stomach.

Since Jiang Xianjing's second day in the golden house, she has become the hands-off shopkeeper with peace of mind, and Qian Zuisheng should handle all affairs in the mansion.

Qian Zuisheng also enjoyed it, from the big government affairs to Jiang Xianjing's diet and daily life, he took care of everything clearly and clearly.

Qian Zui laughed out loud, imitating Jiang Xian's startled tone: "Why are you looking at me like that? It's not the first time. I think you did it on purpose, you want me to treat you like this..."

Before Qian Zuisheng finished speaking, Liangzi knocked on the door gently: "My lord, my concubine."

Jiang Xian was shocked and annoyed: "What's the matter?"

"There is someone from the palace."

The carved screen inlaid with gold and jade completely blocked the scene inside. The little eunuch leaned on the ground and told the dialogue between Emperor Dajiang and Huancai verbatim.

There was no words for a long time.

The little eunuch didn't dare to raise his head, just now when he was passing by, there was the sound of cloth mosuo coming from inside.

The little eunuch became more determined for a while.

Xiao He's sloppy hooves, I really didn't notice it before, and I don't know what kind of blessings I cultivated in my life, so that she got this great benefit.

It's a pity that the bowl of soup that His Majesty rewarded her ended her dream of being an heir.

After a while, Jiang Xianjing's hoarse voice came from inside: "Does your master have... anything else?"

The little eunuch hurriedly kowtowed: "Master also said that His Majesty may not really be able to listen to it, so please make plans early."

After another half hour, Jiang Xianjing lazily said: "Understood, go and receive the reward!"

The little eunuch got a handful of golden melon seeds, and smiled happily.

The days of ease are always short, and it is winter festival in a blink of an eye.

The Winter Festival is a big day in the Jiangling Kingdom. To celebrate it, everyone from princes and nobles to ordinary people worships their ancestors and eats dumplings to pray for a good harvest in the coming year.

As soon as it was daylight, Liangzi prepared the court clothes, and Jiang Xian yelled a few times in shock, but she huddled in Qian Zuisheng's arms and did not move.

Qianzui laughed softly, squeezed Jiang Xianjing's chin to wake him up with a kiss, and dressed him in court clothes himself.

Liangzi slandered endlessly, since the princess came, his master became more and more shameless, playing around at night and not wanting to sleep.

Early in the morning, I stayed in bed and refused to get up.

Every time Piansheng quarreled and couldn't stand it, the courtyard was filled with his begging for mercy.

Fortunately, Qian Zuisheng didn't have the emperor's airs, and took care of Jiang Xianjing in every detail.

It was so easy to coax people out, but Jiang Xianjing left and returned.

Qian Zuisheng, who had just opened the newspaper, rushed to greet him: "What's the matter? Did you forget something important? Wouldn't it be better for Liangzi to come back to pick it up on a snowy day? Your body is already weak. How... um..."

After a series of chatter, Jiang Xian stopped him back.Jiang Xianjing held Qian Zuisheng's face and smiled: "Didn't you forget something important?" "

The north wind howled all night, and it snowed heavily at some point.

The fluttering snowflakes fall on the bright red plum blossoms, which has a special flavor.

This is not the first time Jiang Xianjing has brought Qian Zuisheng to see the snow, Jiang Xianjing still remembers the first time Qian Zuisheng saw snow in Jiangling Kingdom.

Qian Zuisheng was wearing a white cloak, his ink-splashed hair hung down long, and he was holding a rabbit palace lantern in his hand, which almost blended into the surrounding ice and snow.

Jiang Xian, who was a few meters away, couldn't bear to move for a long time.

Jiang Xianjing first went to the palace to greet Emperor Dajiang, and Qi Ying arrived early with Jun Qing.

After breakfast, Emperor Dajiang took his courtiers to the Taimiao.

The etiquette was lengthy, and Jun Qing couldn't sit still when he was too young, and Mammy found a tribute orange from somewhere and coaxed him to hold it in his hand and play with it.

To show respect for the ancestors, all civil and military officials have simple vegetarian lunches.

After lunch, there is a show.

After Emperor Dajiang came to the throne, he was ingenious.

Long before the Winter Festival, starting from the Taizu, the achievements of the emperors of all dynasties were rehearsed in scriptures, waiting for the performance on the day of the festival.

Even the folk traffickers and pawns can pass on a few lines of the play that the emperor Taizu won the world.

Not to mention Emperor Dajiang himself.

Wenzhiwugong is simply unmatched.

As soon as the troupe's gongs and drums sounded, those ministers who were used to flattering clapped their hands and hummed happily.

Of course, there are also new scripts. For example, this year's new play is about the great Jiang Emperor, who commanded Jiang Xian to gallop to the aid of Qianyu Country and defeat Bayar. Of course, Jiang Jimin's death was briefly mentioned.

Jiang Xian sat beside Emperor Dajiang in shock.

When Jiang Jimin died in battle, he didn't know whether it was true or false, Emperor Dajiang almost fainted from crying.

Jiang Xianjing felt too uncomfortable.

Suddenly, the waiter beside him put a piece of cheese on the small disk in front of Jiang Xianjing.

Jiang Xian turned his head in shock, just in time to bump into an expressionless, disguised face with a hairy mole stuck to his chin.

Jiang Xian was shocked.

With Qian Zuisheng's present face, even Qian Yuhou would not be able to recognize him.

Qian Zuisheng was afraid that Jiang Xian would startle him with laughter, so he purposely looked away: "I'm afraid the troupe master of this show is blind, and such an ugly person deserves to play our lord?"

Jiang Xianjing choked on the milk tea even though he tried his best to endure it.

Emperor Dajiang's eyes were red: "If the emperor can't stand it, just go to the warm pavilion at the back to rest. Don't delay the palace banquet and eat dumplings."

Jiang Xian borrowed the donkey downhill in shock, and hurriedly resigned.

As soon as Jiang Xianjing left the opera pavilion, Jun Qing stumbled and ran over.

A group of maids and nurses followed behind, Jun Qing thought it was fun, smiled and ran forward.

Unexpectedly, his feet slipped and he jumped straight forward.

Jiang Xian was startled, and quickly took a few steps to hug Jun Qing into her arms, and the nuns and maids knelt all over the ground.

Qi Ying ran over in a panic, first yelled at the maid of honor, and then thanked Jiang Xian with a smile.

Jiang Xian handed Jun Qing to Qi Ying in shock, saying that he asked the imperial physician to see if Jun Qing was okay?

Qi Ying smiled and said it's okay.

Jiang Xian was shocked and didn't want to stay any longer, so she nodded and said goodbye: "Then sister-in-law, the king will go first."

Qi Ying called people to stop: "Wait a minute..."

Sure enough, nothing good happened, Jiang Xian sneered in shock.

I saw Qi Ying smilingly ordering Jun Qing: "Jun'er, Uncle Huang saved you just now, what do you want to say?"

Jun Qing blinked her big round eyes, looked at Jiang Xianjing motionlessly, and mumbled in her mouth: "Thank you...Uncle Emperor..."