Yun Qingluo exclaimed in surprise, "This...this is something I've eaten before..."

Ah Chen is a germaphobe; in his previous life, he never ate his own leftovers... well, she never gave him the chance to eat them.

Mo Beichen said calmly, "Luo Luo is even more fragrant. If we miss this opportunity, we don't know when we'll be able to eat it again."

Yun Qingluo listened to Mo Beichen's inexplicable words, wondering what he meant by "can't eat anymore"?

"If you like it, I'll make it for you often in the future. I'm just afraid you'll get tired of it, but that's okay, I have a lot more delicious recipes."

Upon hearing this, Mo Beichen simply nodded slightly without saying a word.

After dinner, Mo Beichen said he had to attend to official business and told Yun Qingluo to get some rest.

Yun Qingluo was puzzled. She went outside and called Mo Feng aside, asking, "What happened at the military camp today? Why does Your Highness seem to be in a bad mood?"

Mo Feng was indignant and wanted to ask her if she didn't know her own limitations.

But then she remembered that the prince had instructed her not to tell the princess, and even threw away the pastries they had bought, for fear that the princess would find out that they had been to Tianxiang Tower.

All he could do was carefully reply that someone in the military camp had displeased the prince.

Yun Qingluo waited until she fell asleep that night, but Mo Beichen never showed up. The next morning, she heard from Yun Tao that he had spent the night in the study.

After Yun Qingluo finished washing up, she took the porridge to the study, only to be told that Mo Beichen had gone to the military camp again.

Yun Qingluo was puzzled and muttered, "Why go to the military camp on New Year's Eve? The soldiers there are all on holiday."

Yun Tao guessed from the side, "Perhaps there are still soldiers on duty. Your Highness should offer your condolences."

Yun Qingluo thought it made sense, so she stopped thinking about it.

On the way back, I ran into the butler in the corridor. "Greetings, Your Highness."

"Butler, there are some couplets written in my room. Send someone to fetch them and put them up. Also, Mofeng, hurry up and buy some lanterns to hang in the courtyard."

The Prince's Mansion rarely celebrated holidays in previous years. Mo Beichen disliked noise, so even the New Year was a quiet and deserted affair.

He doesn't dislike celebrating the New Year; he just doesn't like spending it alone.

The steward and Mo Feng were somewhat embarrassed. Mo Feng lowered his head and replied, "In previous years, the Prince did not allow the mansion to put up couplets or hang lanterns during the New Year."

Yun Qingluo smiled slightly, "You said it yourself, it was in previous years, things are different now, and besides, I wrote those couplets myself, so Achen won't be angry. Go quickly."

After hearing this, the two had no choice but to agree.

Yun Qingluo took Yun Tao to the kitchen again, and sure enough, the kitchen was as deserted as usual, without any festive atmosphere.

"Your Highness, what brings you to the kitchen?" the kitchen manager asked respectfully as he approached.

Yun Qingluo nodded, "Let the kitchen prepare some New Year's dishes, make it lively, don't let it be so quiet and quiet, eating the same things as usual."

The steward also looked troubled. "Your Highness, since the Prince established his own residence, the household has never celebrated the New Year. What if the Prince blames us..."

Yun Qingluo raised an eyebrow. "The prince won't be angry, but I, the princess consort, will be. Is my first New Year in the prince's mansion going to be so cold and lonely?"

The manager understood what Yun Qingluo meant and quickly nodded to make the arrangements.

After taking a few steps, she turned back embarrassedly and asked, "I haven't celebrated the New Year for many years, so I really have no experience and don't know what to prepare for the festival. Please enlighten me, Your Highness."

Seeing the steward's embarrassed expression, Yun Qingluo didn't make things difficult for him. She turned to Yun Tao and said, "You stay and teach them, just follow the customs of the General's Mansion in previous years."

Yun Tao nodded and led a group of people to get busy.

The maids and servants in the courtyard were all doing their jobs, cleaning and tidying up.

Mo Feng was very efficient, and the lanterns were all different kinds, giving it a lantern festival feel.

Yun Qingluo followed the sound to the entrance of the Prince's Mansion.

"Over there, higher, higher still, yes, a little to the left."

Is this okay?

"Let me take another look. Once I move it to the right, okay, that's it. Post it here."

At the gate of the mansion, the steward stood not far away, watching the servants on both sides put up couplets and hang lanterns.

"The Princess Consort has arrived! Mo Feng has also bought some auspicious and festive window decorations, which will make the courtyards even more beautiful when they are pasted up." The steward was very excited to see Yun Qingluo.

With lanterns hung up and couplets pasted up, the aroma wafting from the kitchen instantly brings the festive spirit of the New Year.

Upon hearing the butler's words, Yun Qingluo smiled slightly and praised him, saying:

"You guys are so thoughtful. I only wrote the couplets last night and forgot about the window decorations. Send some quick and efficient people to put them up later, so they can look nice."

"Oh, good, good, I will definitely decorate the palace beautifully. Ah, it's so good that Your Highness has come. The palace has never been so lively."

Yun Qingluo understood what the housekeeper meant and comforted him, "Don't worry, I will be with Achen for every holiday from now on. From now on, he will no longer be alone."

The steward's eyes welled up with tears of excitement. "That's wonderful! The prince has finally overcome all his hardships."

It would be even more lively if another young prince were added.

Mo Feng, who was passing by and heard this, sneered. "Hmph, she can only fool the ignorant and kind-hearted housekeeper with her words."

You can't fool him.

When Mo Yu returns, he will definitely expose her crimes.

Yun Tao ran over, slightly out of breath. Yun Qingluo smiled gently when she saw this, "Why did you run so fast? Is everything arranged?"

Yun Tao, panting, said, "Your Highness, everything is arranged. The dumplings are made according to your instructions. Yun Xing has gone back to her hometown, and Your Highness has no one to serve you. I'm worried about that."

"What's there to worry about? You're just a worrywart by nature," Yun Qingluo said with a warm smile.

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