Fortunately, Xiao Wuzi helped to keep track of the time tonight, otherwise Hong Xing was not sure if she could get up in time to call the young lady to enjoy the fireworks.

Shi Qian didn't feel very comfortable at the beginning of this sleep. Later, she didn't know if it was the effect of the hangover soup, but gradually she felt uncomfortable in her head.

When she woke up, the feeling of being drunk had completely gone away.

that is--

Her lips were still slightly red and swollen. She didn't dare let Hong Xing see her face. When Hong Xing was helping her wash her face with warm water, she subconsciously dodged.

Hong Xing: “?”

"What's wrong? Is it hot?" She asked, confused.

She felt the temperature was just right, there was no reason why it should be so hot.

"It's okay, I just didn't come back to my senses." Shi Qian took a deep breath secretly and replied as if nothing had happened.

"oh."

Hong Xing didn't think about it and continued to wipe the young lady's face. After wiping her face, she applied some facial cream on her.

This facial cream was brought into the palace by Shi Qian from her parents' home. In previous years, her skin would crack easily in the winter, and it became a habit for her to carry a facial cream for skin care all year round.

The facial cream feels cool and non-sticky when applied, and is easy to dissolve. It has a light floral scent. It is privately formulated by a female doctor in Huacheng. It is not expensive, and the shelf life of the facial cream can reach several years.

Hong Xing was afraid that her young lady would enter the palace and never return, so she bought thirty small jars from the female doctor in advance, which directly occupied a small space in the limited luggage.

After applying perfume to the young lady, Hong Xing also cleaned herself up and applied it as well. The skin is prone to cracking in winter, and if it is not well protected, it will be very painful when it cracks.

Looking at the bored young man in eunuch's clothes leaning against the door frame, Hong Xing raised her facial cream and asked:

"Xiao Wuzi, do you want to wipe your face?"

Chu Qi came back to her senses, "No need, thank you Miss Hong Xing for your kindness."

As a martial artist, she was not afraid of the cold at all, so she didn't have cracked cheeks or anything like that. She didn't need to wipe anything, her skin was still smooth and firm.

I don't know when the heavy snow stopped.

Hong Xing and Chu Qi excitedly moved the table out and placed it next to the old tree in the courtyard of Yanghe Palace. They put fruits and snacks on it and poured hot tea.

The red charcoal is not very effective outdoors, so Hong Xing did not take it out. She put more clothes on Shi Qian, wanting to wrap her up like a ball.

When the time came to midnight, the fireworks lit in Yime Garden rushed into the night sky and bloomed in the air. All kinds of beautiful fireworks were a breathtaking sight.

While admiring the grapes, Chu Qi slowly peeled off the skin of a grape, picked out the seeds, slowly put it into her lips, and chewed it slowly.

Shi Qian was admiring the fireworks, but her attention was unconsciously focused on Xiao Wuzi. When she saw Xiao Wuzi's lips slowly swallowing the grapes, she couldn't help but think of how Xiao Wuzi's two warm and soft lips had kissed her until her legs went weak.

Noticing Shi Qian's gaze, Chu Qi moved her eyes away from the fireworks, only to see Shi Qian's blushing face, not knowing what she was thinking.

At that time, Hong Xing was already mesmerized by the fireworks. The table was round, and she sat behind Xiaozhu, who and Xiao Wuzi sat in front. She looked up at the fireworks while eating melon seeds, and didn't pay any attention to the two people in front of her.

Of course, she did it on purpose. It would not be nice for her to squeeze into the affectionate atmosphere between the two of them, so she had to reduce her presence.

"Does it look good?" Under the light and shadow, the boy's face was particularly charming.

The bewitched girl nodded slightly, "It looks good..."

Chu Qi thought for a moment, then reached out and hooked his hands around Shi Qiang's shoulders. He raised his sleeves and covered the two of them to block Hong Xing's sight. He leaned over and asked, just like he did in the imperial kitchen, "Do you want to kiss me?"

As she was drunk at that time, Shi Qian could of course boldly express her wishes. But now she was sober, and in front of Hong Xing, her eyes were dodgy.

There was silence for a long while, but his wet eyes were filled with a desire that he himself had not even noticed.

Chu Qi pressed Shi Qiang's pink lips with her fingertips. The latter shrank back, her long and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and the desire in her eyes deepened.

So he knew what was going on, and gently kissed Shi Qiang's lips. Her eyes trembled and her body stiffened, but she did not resist. Instead, she couldn't help but close her eyes slightly, as if waiting for something.

In front of Hong Xing, he put his arms around Shi Qiang's slender waist and covered her with his sleeve with one hand, thus making Shi Qiang dizzy.

When Hong Xing came back to her senses from the fireworks, she found that her mistress had changed from sitting obediently on the stool to sitting on Xiao Wuzi's lap.

Hong Xing: “…”

Maybe she shouldn't be sitting here, she should be sitting inside.

The fireworks in the Forbidden City can be set off all night long, but only a few people can watch it all night long. For example, Shi Qiang couldn't last that long. Fortunately, she had a good sleep beforehand and could barely watch until the Chou hour. Then she went back to the bedroom to sleep.

Chu Qi was also sleepy, and she wanted to go back to sleep. However, Shi Qian didn't want Chu Qi to walk home at night, so she took the initiative to shyly invite him to sleep here tonight.

——Of course, sleeping on the soft couch outside.

Shi Qiang's family was poor, but they could still afford two extra quilts.

She spread one bed on the couch and covered Chu Qi with another.

Because it was New Year, the palace gave the palace maids and eunuchs a rare day off. Except for the palace maids who had to take turns serving their masters, other palace maids and eunuchs whose duties included cleaning, could have a day off.

When Chu Qi had nothing to do one day, he would stay in Yanghe Palace and have a secret meeting with Shi Qiang.

That day, Shi Qian told Chu Qi her nickname.

Wanwan.

It is derived from the word gentle and virtuous, which was given by my father at the time.

Everyone in her family called her by her nickname, but since she entered the palace, no one has heard her nickname for a long time.

"Wanwan, that's so beautiful." Chu Qi said softly. She drank a little too much last night, so her throat was still a little hoarse, but it didn't sound bad. Instead, it added a bit of indescribable charm.

It is a novel experience to hear your nickname from the mouth of your loved one.

Shi Qian turned her face away almost instantly, and her white jade ears turned red.

"Wanwan, then our relationship..."

He spoke softly.

The tone was slow, without a hint of oppression, but Shi Qian became increasingly flustered.