Convinced by the crying bag beauty

The New Year's atmosphere of the Wei family was not a bit worse than that of the Yu family. The huge Hou Mansion seemed crowded, but it was actually deserted.

Not many people came out to set off fireworks, and not many people enjoyed them. Wei Pingxi entered the door with Yu Zhi on his back.

The cool wind passed by her side, and she returned to the Shocking Insects Courtyard to comfort her. She sat in front of the bed and looked at the sleeping beauty, and suddenly smiled.

Zhi Zhi, who was asleep, looked very cute, her cheeks were white and rosy, her body fragrance mixed with a touch of wine, it smelled surprisingly good.

Gold, stone and silver ingots were waiting beside Aunt Yu, and Fei Cui whispered: "Miss, madam calls you over."

"Understood." She collected herself and went out without hesitation.

As soon as the person left, Yu Zhi hummed twice, sleeping on his side facing the wall.

In fact, Xi Xi treated her very well.

It is she who is not satisfied and wants more.

The capital city was the imperial capital of the Yan Dynasty. Needless to say, it was splendid and prosperous. During festive seasons, it was bustling with fireworks and fireworks. Walking on the cobblestone road leading to Liulanyuan, Wei Pingxi listened to the hustle and bustle of the world around him, and couldn't help walking briskly.

"Mother."

Mrs. Wei stopped twirling the beads and came out from the door.

Looking at her precious daughter from top to bottom, seeing that Zhilan Yushu looks like a fairy, and seeing the joy on her lips, she said angrily, "Have you spent the New Year with me?"

There was a hint of vinegar in the air, Wei Pingxi found it funny and fresh.

It was the first time that my mother was jealous that she didn't come to accompany her.

Birth and nourishment are equally important, and kindness is greater than the sky. Wei Pingxi took a few steps forward and held her hand: "Mother..."

She has a hard-to-find appearance in this world, and a pleasant voice. Once she acts like a baby, I don't know how many people will be softened.

Mrs. Wei enjoyed her intimacy and coquettishness, her jealousy gradually subsided, and she said: "It's just a concubine, don't spoil her too much, and make her lose her sense of proportion."

There was a reason for her words, Wei Pingxi thought about it for a while and said: "But isn't she the child's favorite concubine?"

She let go of Mrs. Wei's hand and walked two steps to the table for a break. Li Yue ordered people to serve refreshments and fresh melons and fruits with a wink.

The sweet and delicious grapes entered his throat, and Wei Pingxi squinted his eyes: "Isn't this here to accompany my mother? Of course I want to spoil her if I want her, otherwise why would I want her?"

"Intrigued?" Mrs. Wei grabbed her clothes and sat beside her.

She did well this time and was not choked by the grapes. She was silent for a while and frowned: "It's just for fun. If she has the ability to keep me from getting bored, then I respect her ability."

Yan Qing looked at her seriously: "I can't give you this opportunity, people are greedy."

"It's greedy." Wei Pingxi spat out the grape skin, his lips were stained with fruit stains, making it even more attractive under the light: "But isn't the child a human too?"

She covets Yu Zhi's body, covets her softness, covets her love to cry, covets her forbearance with gritted teeth and sweating when she can't eat.

Greed for her charming bones, greed for her waist like a willow.

If you get tired of playing, you can throw it away, but what if you are not tired of playing?

What if she wanted to be by her side without complaint or regret?

Wei Pingxi sighed: "Both sides need someone to warm the bed. It's her now, and it's okay to be her in the future."

"She's not good enough for you."

"Mother." She raised her face and said with a smile: "What is mother worried about? Worried that one day I won't be able to live without her? Or worried that I will love her?"

Yan Qing sat there in a daze: "I can't tell."

"The child wants to live well in the present moment. If she can give me happiness in the present moment, I want her present moment."

"What if I can't give you happiness in the future?"

She was holding a grape with a calm expression: "That will be for the future."

In her previous life, she had a lot of things she wanted to do, didn't she also die at a young age in a no man's land?

Her extravagant hopes were in vain, and she understood a lot after she died.

What you ask for is always not the best.

She wants to be willing.

Keep it simple.

Want what you like.

Be nice to her.

The first time Naoshi saw Yu Zhi, she wanted her.

The Prime Minister of the other court asked her to show her his romantic side, which really scared people away.

After that, she stopped at the gate of the other courtyard, willingly taking the bait, and when the housekeeper went out to invite her, she ran away again.

This is a timid woman.

But also an interesting woman.

She gave her the choice, and in the end she chose to take herself as the branch.

She clings to her for a day, wants her for a day, pets her for a day, and protects her for a day. She frequently teaches her to be soft-hearted, so she gives her a chance to grab her own heart.

Wei Pingxi's heart flutters and won't stay for any woman, but what if?

What if she really doesn't get tired of her, and she only covets her power, her company, and everyone gets what they need, wouldn't it be just right?

Yan Qing looked at her daughter steadily, and suddenly felt relieved: "Jinghe Liu does have the ability to make people addicted."

Her daughter, who was so proud of her ability, began to feel unbearable and reluctant.

"Let's not talk about that." Wei Ping laughed and peeled a grape: "Mother, Happy New Year."

Mrs. Wei's face turned pale: "You."

A firework exploded in the sky again, and what exploded was the joy of the subjects for this prosperous and peaceful world.

The majestic and majestic imperial city, the high city wall has become a barrier between the common people and the royal family, like a moat.

His Majesty only favors the Empress, and abandons the Sangong and Six Courtyards. The most lively place during the festival is the Qianning Palace where the Empress Empress lives.

The Qianning Palace is brightly lit, and the emperor and empress are not good at feasting, especially today is a good emperor who is diligent in government and loves the people and does not like extravagance. A table of delicacies and a few glasses of thin wine are enough on New Year's Eve.

The important thing is to have relatives and lovers by your side.

Prince Ji Qingyou sat on the empress' right hand.

The eldest princess refused to go back to the palace for the new year, and the queen mother was upset, so the always filial princess Jiaorong accompanied the queen mother in Fushou Palace for the festival.

The empress dowager and the emperor have mother-child status but no mother-child relationship.

The daughter was not able to accompany the family on the day of reunion, and the emperor did not show his face, but his heart was not happy.

Ji Qingyou probably understood this unhappiness.

It doesn't matter whether the emperor's sister is close or distant. He chooses the empress dowager instead of his close relatives. He doesn't like being an emperor's younger brother, let alone the father and mother?

On the table are Huangjie's favorite crystal shrimp balls, sweet and sour mandarin fish, and Sixi meatballs. These are not expensive dishes, but they are made by the empress herself.

The queen mother only cooks four times a year--for his and sister Huang's birthdays, for the emperor's father's birthday, and for the Chinese New Year.

Ji Qinghuang tried her best to harmonize the atmosphere: "On this festive occasion, my sons and ministers respect their father, queen, mother and queen."

He drank the contents of the cup in one gulp.

Ji Ying lightly squeezed the Queen's hand, Yan Xiu woke up from an unknown trance, with a smile on his face, rolled up his sleeves and toasted.

A small part of her thin white wrist was exposed, and under the light, the Empress Empress looked beautiful, with a gentle smile.

Seeing this, Ji Qingyou was even more puzzled: How could the elder sister have been deceived by lard, and she was willing to make her mother feel sad?

On New Year's Eve, at night, the most trusted ministers in the court will be given vegetables by His Majesty, as many as five or six dishes, and as little as one or two dishes, as a show of favor.

The courtiers who received the food were grateful for the great grace of the emperor, and felt that they were honored, and the courtiers who did not receive it could only hope for the next year, and they had to be more favored by His Majesty.

Yan Xiu still couldn't help but made a dish of braised fish in soy sauce and imperial concubine chicken in soy sauce in the private kitchen of Qianning Palace. After finishing the imperial concubine chicken, she couldn't resist making a soup of fermented glutinous rice, papaya, milk and lotus root powder to help digestion. She will make it again , people are stunned there.

There was clear water in the vegetable pond, and her bewildered figure was reflected in the clear water. She pursed her lips slightly, knowing that she had done this.

It’s too late.

Everyone in the world knows that Zhonggong has a beloved niece, but people in the world cannot know what kind of love Zhonggong has for the niece.

Too obvious love will bring unnecessary harm to Xixi.

The dishes are packed in special heat-preserving and fresh-keeping food boxes. The Imperial Palace is not far from Xuanwu Street, and it won't take long to send guards to deliver them.

But do you really want to send it?

Yan Xiu felt lost.

"Give it away if you want." Ji Ying appeared in the small kitchen.

The grand maid Ning You said "All blessings, Your Majesty", and led the empress's confidantes out in a file.

Ouchi guards guard the peace of Yigong with due diligence, and Qianning Palace is like an iron bucket.

"His Majesty……"

Ji Ying embraced her waist from behind, took out a handkerchief to wipe her dripping hands: "Give it to her, send it in a fair way."

Whether it is true or false will always surface one day.

Back then, it was inconvenient to conduct a thorough investigation, but now that the people wanted it, could the Fushou Palace be able to hold back the emperor?

This is Ji Ying's confidence.

It is also the confidence of Dayan to pilgrimage to the emperor.

He leaned into the Queen's ear, and said words that only the two of them could understand: "If she is really our daughter, I will try my best to protect her."

……

On New Year's Eve, the most conspicuous person who gave food to the ministers of the brachii and thighs was not the Minister of the Ministry of Officials or the Minister of the Ministry of War, but the Wei family, Miss Wei Fourth.

Zhonggong gave his niece two dishes and one soup. The dishes were hot, and the soup was hot. It was a hot heart.

A preference that no one else can ask for.

Ordinary palaces give ministers, no matter how delicious they are, if they are sent to the minister's mansion one by one, they will probably be blown cold by the wind.

However, the extra two dishes and one soup sent to Liulanyuan were made by the empress, and both the dishes and the soup were still warm when they were delivered to Wei Pingxi.

The dishes are made by the empress, but the most trusted eunuch by His Majesty's side—Yang Ruo—delivers the dishes.

"Please trouble the supervisor to report back to your empress, Ping Xi likes it very much."

In front of Mrs. Wei, Yang Ruo didn't dare to take a closer look at the Fourth Young Lady, said a few auspicious words, and hurried back to the palace to return to his command.

The dishes and soup were placed on the table in jade plates, and they were delicious in color and fragrance. Wei Pingxi loved both dishes, but she had never tried the glutinous rice noodle soup with papaya milk and lotus root powder.

"My aunt treats my nephew very well."

She was sitting at the table holding her chopsticks, wondering where to start.

The dishes were blatantly delivered to Liulan Courtyard. Mrs. Wei looked at the dishes, then looked at her daughter's eyes filled with cherishment and joy, and said with a sudden smile, "Isn't it already eaten, can you still eat it?"

"It can be eaten." Wei Pingxi pointed to the soup and said, "This soup is for digestion, and my aunt is very considerate."

Mrs. Wei stopped talking.

"Mom, you eat too."

"I won't eat it." Yan Qing started to twirl her prayer beads again: "It's strange to say that sister treats your nephew as if she treats her own daughter."

The speaker is intentional, but the listener pretends to be confused.

Wei Pingxi took a mouthful of braised fish and praised: "Mother, my aunt's cooking skills are really good."

She was feasting here, Madam Wei simply closed her eyes, thinking for a while, afraid that she would hold on to a small bowl of soup for her, and said quietly: "She treats you so well, if you don't know, you think your mother is going to marry her as your mother." Steal your daughter."

"Mother is worrying too much." Wei Pingxi took a spoonful of the soup.

The refreshingness of papaya and the sweetness of milk are mixed in lotus root powder, which delights people's taste buds.

She said softly: "Mother and daughter's affection, how can we snatch it?"

"Mrs. Fourth, Aunt Yu is here."

Wei Pingxi hurriedly said: "Please come in."

Before the New Year's bell rang, Yu Zhijiu woke up and went to Liulan Courtyard to greet Mrs. Wei, and sat obediently next to Miss Fourth.

"Zhizhi, you're here just in time, come to have a taste of this bowl of sweet soup?"

……

Firecrackers bid farewell to the old year, and the new year is here.

Wei Pingxi and Yu Zhi stayed with Mrs. Wei to watch the New Year's Eve together in the Liulan Courtyard. Maybe she ate a lot and drank too much, so she was tired in the middle of the night and fell asleep on Yu Zhi's shoulder.

Mrs. Wei liked to see her sleeping, she glanced at her a few times, and remembered the food given to her by the central palace tonight, she panicked: "Take her back to the room, lest she freeze."

When she spoke, Yu Zhi and Jin Shi supported Miss Fourth back to the Jingzhe Garden.

Yan Qing's worrying daughter was gone in Liulan Courtyard, and the smell of food was still lingering. When she returned to the inner room, she raised her hand and dropped the teacup on the table.

The celadon was shattered, leaving a puddle of water on the ground, reflecting the ferocious face of the woman.

"Yanxiu!"

……

"Did you send it?"

"Go back to your mother, send it away, Miss Si said she likes it very much."

"Where's Mrs. Wei?"

"Return to Your Majesty, Mrs. Wei looks... nothing unusual."

Ji Ying hummed, and the eunuch retreated politely.

After doing what she had always wanted to do, Yan Xiu's brows and eyes relaxed, and the next moment she became worried: "A Ying, will this really bring her no danger?"

She was originally a smart woman, but she would be chaotic if she cared about her.

Ji Ying embraced her body: "The capital is no better than Lingnan, it's all under our noses, and she will be fine with me here. Besides, whoever has a ghost in his heart will definitely show his feet after tonight. Let's just wait patiently."

"After 18 years of waiting, are you still waiting?"

The tough queen reveals the fragility of her heart to her sweetheart.

Ji Ying kissed her eyebrows: "Wait until you get it, whether it's true or not, you have to go to the sun to bask in it. Who is stirring up the muddy water to cover up people's eyes and ears, soon."

……

In the Shocking Insects Courtyard, the four maidservants retreated, Yu Zhi twisted the towel to wipe the face of the Fourth Miss.

Wei Pingxi opened his eyes without saying a word, held her wrist, Yu Zhi was startled, and whispered: "Why did you wake up?"

"I can't sleep anymore." She patted the empty space beside her: "Lie down, let's chat for a while."

Yu Zhi insisted on wiping her face and neck, Wei Pingxi let her go, like a big cat with no temper.

This is their first New Year's Eve.

Yu Zhi hopes there will be a second, a third, No. 30, and forty.

She took off her clothes and slept on Miss Fourth's left side. When she lay down, she kissed her forehead tenderly.

She acted cutely, and Wei Ping poked her face with his fingers with a mocking smile: "Kiss me again."

Yu Zhi looked at her shyly: "Just kiss."

"Fine." Fourth Miss Wei put her arms around her waist: "My aunt gave me food tonight..."

She paused for a long time, then said softly and slowly: "It's delicious."