Zhao Huan pulled Xiao Tao aside and said, "You little maid, you spoke carelessly. After you called me like that, the surprise is gone."

"Your Majesty, why don't you wear something thicker when you come here?"

When Zhu Lian heard Xiao Tao's cry, he hurried out of the house and put a thick cloak on Zhao Huan.

Zhao Huan took Zhu Lian by surprise and suddenly squatted down. He put one hand through her knees and the other hand around her waist, holding her in his arms.

"Ah!" The maid Xiaotao quickly covered her eyes with her hands, and then stared intently through the gap.

Zhu Lian's pretty face flushed red with shame. She wrapped her arms around Zhao Huan's neck, buried her head tightly in his chest, and whispered, "I'm so embarrassed! There are so many people watching us."

"What's there to be shy about? I'm your husband and you're my wife. This is called a princess hug!"

Zhao Huan lowered his head and gently kissed Zhu Lian on her red lips, then walked into the Renming Hall with a hearty laugh.

It was as warm as spring inside Renming Hall.

The four heating stoves in the corners were burning high-quality animal gold charcoal, which was smokeless, odorless, and lasted a long time.

Both sides of the dining table were already filled with ingredients, and in the middle was a large copper pot, which was bubbling and filled with fragrance.

“Hot pot, my favorite!”

Zhao Huan put Zhu Lian down, handed the thick cloak to Xiao Tao, and then instructed: "You serve the queen well. When you want to get married in a few years, I will prepare a generous dowry for you."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, and thank you, Your Majesty,"

"Xiao Tao stays here, the rest of you can go down. As for Xiao Nian'er, let's all go have some dumplings."

"Lian'er, you knew I had lost my memory, yet you hid my birthday from me. Don't you deserve to be punished?"

"Lian'er just thought that the master would be very busy today...ah...don't hit him there..."

Zhu Lian's voice became quieter and quieter, and Zhao Huan gently patted Zhu Lian on the butt.

"Let's see if you dare to hide it from me next time..."

"Here, have a Kunlun purple melon (cucumber), it's good for your skin and beauty."

"And these chicken feet, they're full of collagen, you can eat them too."

"Give me this oyster with bullets."

"There are even sea cucumbers. Come on, take a bite, and I'll take a bite."

It was clearly a clear soup hotpot, but Zhu Lian unexpectedly felt a burning sensation while eating it, and the blush on her pretty face never faded.

After a good meal and a good drink, I feel in great spirits.

"Xiao Tao, prepare the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. I want to write a poem for my Lian'er myself."

"Okay!"

Xiaotao responded with a smile. She had never seen Zhao Huan write lyrics in more than a year.

Zhu Lian was also very curious. Zhao Huan had never shown any talent in poetry before, otherwise he would not have been neglected by Song Huizong.

Qingyu Case? Xiaonian

The east wind blows thousands of flowers into bloom at night, and blows down stars like rain.

"Your Majesty, the east wind blows thousands of flowers into bloom at night, and blows them down like raindrops. This is about fireworks, right? There will be no fireworks this year."

"Open the window and take a look."

Xiaotao hurried to open the wooden window just in time.

“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”

First there was a whistle-like sound, then streaks of fire swirled in the air, one circle, two circles, and then exploded into sparks.

"My lady, there really are fireworks. They are so beautiful."

The road is filled with fragrance from the carved carriages of fine horses. The sound of phoenix flutes fills the air, the light of jade pots glistens, and fish and dragons dance all night long.

Zhu Lian stood beside Zhao Huan, reading every word. It was so beautiful, so beautiful indeed.

A moth, a snow willow, a golden thread. A smile, a faint fragrance. I searched for her among the crowd a thousand times. Suddenly, looking back, she was there, in the dim light.

Zhao Huan achieved success in one go. In his previous life before traveling through time, he had some knowledge of calligraphy under the guidance of his grandfather.

"I searched for her among the crowd for hundreds of times, but when I turned around, she was there, in the dim light."

"Sir, your writing is so good, it feels like it will be passed down through the ages. Prince Yun is known as a talented scholar, but I've never heard of him being able to write a masterpiece that will be passed down through the ages. You are truly amazing, sir."

"Poetry is just a sideshow. Just be happy. Let's go outside and watch the fireworks."

Old General Xin Qiji, I'm sorry I had to pretend to be such a bitch. I'm wrong to have plagiarized your masterpiece. When you're born, I'll personally send you my blessings.

At this time, it was still 15 years before Xin Qiji was born.

Zhao Huan held Zhu Lian's hand and sat on the rockery in the center of the Renming Palace courtyard, looking up at the fireworks together.

Fireworks rose from all directions and slowly gathered into four big words in the sky.

Happy birthday! ! !

Zhu Lian was so moved that she burst into tears and kissed Zhao Huan in his arms.

Zhao Huan was also inwardly shocked. Had the fireworks of the Song Dynasty been so advanced? They could even create custom text!

Also, the young lady’s mouth is so sweet.

Outside the palace, several maids who had just returned from dinner showed envy on their faces. His Majesty and His Majesty are so loving!