As night fell, the cold wind from the south of the Yangtze River was biting. An old ox was munching on grass nearby. Zhao Yun looked at the stars in the sky through the roof of the cowshed, frowning.

After a while, the maid Que'er brought over some rice with bran, a dish devoid of any meat, and handed it to Zhao Yun. "This is tonight's meal."

"Here are your clothes. Remember to change into them tomorrow."

Zhao Yun snorted coldly as he looked at the unappetizing dishes.

The maid Que'er looked at the oil lamp burning in the cowshed and said, "Please put out the oil lamp quickly. Oil lamps are not cheap."

After Que'er finished speaking, she left the cowshed, leaving Zhao Yun and a bowl of food behind.

After following the human traffickers for these days, Zhao Yun has corrected his picky eating habits from when he became the crown prince. He now treats rice with bran as delicacies from land and sea.

Zhao Yun glanced around and thought to himself that when he returned to Chang'an one day, he would definitely not let Ye Wanhe off easily!

Zhao Yun didn't sleep much that night. There was a terrible stench in the cowshed, and the old ox started mooing early in the morning.

When Que'er saw Zhao Yun sleeping, she scolded him repeatedly, "You are right beside the cows, listening to them mooing, why don't you feed them? Go over there and get some hay, mix it with the bran and feed it to the cows."

Zhao Yun concealed his anger but did not move.

Que'er said, "My daughter spent fifty taels of silver to buy you, but she didn't want you to be a master. Hurry up and feed the cows. Later you will follow your brother-in-law to the winery to make wine."

Zhao Yun couldn't help but frown, but he could only get up and feed the cows. He couldn't reveal his identity for the time being.

The dust from feeding the cows made Zhao Yun cough for a long time before he finished feeding the cows.

Zhao Yun stared at Niu, still thinking about how to torture Ye Wanhe after he returned to Chang'an!

"Gou'er, come with me to the winery to make wine. The twelfth lunar month is the most important time for making wine. Follow me and learn well."

Zhu Ting walked up to Zhao Yun and said.

Zhao Yun had just carefully looked at Zhu Ting's appearance this morning. He was stunned. Zhu Ting looked about 60% similar to his uncle, the King of Chu. Could he be the illegitimate son of his uncle, the King of Chu, who was left outside?

Zhu Ting took Zhao Yun to the winery.

When the Zhu family's eldest brother saw Zhu Ting approaching, he said, "You've just arrived at such a late hour! Don't you know that the winery is busy making wine right now? You've always been lazy!"

Zhu Ting clenched his hands and said, "Brother, I will start making wine now. This is the servant Gou'er that my family's Chen Qing found. He will work with me today."

Boss Zhu said, "Great! We have helpers now. You can work until midnight today and then go back. The New Year is almost here, so you can't be lazy anymore."

Zhu Ting did not argue with Zhu Lao Da, but started working wholeheartedly, teaching the new mute slave beside him how to make wine.

Seeing that Zhu Ting was busy alone, Zhao Yun came to help. At the end of the day, he was so tired that every part of his body ached. Today he finally experienced the hard work of the common people.

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It was almost the New Year, but there was no bustle in Chang'an City, and no one dared to celebrate. After all, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had just passed away not long ago, and no one dared to celebrate the New Year lavishly to bring bad luck.

Yun Xiangye has been going to the embroidery workshop frequently these days. Although she doesn't dare to celebrate, it is the New Year after all, and there are still many people coming to buy new clothes. It is almost the New Year's Eve, and the embroidery workshop will be closed after the New Year's Eve, so it has been particularly busy these days.

Yun Xiangye was just about to go to the front shop from the backyard, but before she reached the front, she heard several people talking.

"Your Majesty is still grieving the loss of his son, so you let Prince Ning govern the country. Your Majesty truly trusts Prince Ning."

"Your Majesty and Prince Ning grew up together, so their bond of life and death is naturally extraordinary."

"What a pity for Prince Ning, he actually married a merchant girl as his consort, and even used colorful clothes to entertain his wife for that merchant girl. The Crown Prince is still young, so won't Prince Ning have the final say in the future government? Prince Ning holds great power, yet Prince Ning chose such a woman of humble origin. Tsk tsk."

"Who says it's not true? This princess is also very lucky. She was a merchant girl and rose to become the princess of Prince Ning. She is also so favored by Prince Ning. I heard that this embroidery shop was opened by the princess of Prince Ning."

"Is this embroidery shop opened by Prince Ning's wife?"

"Don't you know? The clothes that Prince Ning wore to entertain his wife were made in the Five Colors Embroidery Workshop. The waiting time for his clothes is still over a year."

"It's no wonder that Prince Ning is willing to marry such a lowly merchant girl. I also want my brother to marry her so that he doesn't have to wait a year or two for a piece of clothing."

Yun Xiangye listened to their discussions and couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips.

After the 23rd night, the Five Colors Embroidery Workshop closed its doors and remained closed until the Lantern Festival.

It was a rare opportunity for Yun Xiangye to have a few days of rest. Yun Xiangye still remembered that during last year's Chinese New Year, she and Gu Yan quarreled constantly and were unhappy every day. But now she could finally have a good New Year.

Yun Xiangye would also bring Nuonuo into the palace from time to time to accompany Ye Wanhe.

In the Eastern Palace, the little grandson of the emperor is almost a hundred days old. He is very cute, but he seems to look more and more like Zhao Yun.

Ye Wanhe held the little grandson in her arms and said to Yun Xiangye with a smile, "I heard Shuangbai also gave birth to a son, right?"

Yun Xiangye nodded lightly and said, "Yes, she gave birth to a son, who is older than Yu'er."

Ye Wanhe chuckled softly and said, "When I left, Shuangbai was only this small. If we met, I'm afraid we wouldn't recognize each other."

Yun Xiangye also smiled and said, "Shuangbai said that when the child is almost one year old, he will be brought to Chang'an City. It won't be long before you can see Shuangbai."

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