Chapter 121 (7,000 words) Yin Xing Plants Grass...

The light from the glass lamp in the gauze curtain was so bright that Yin Xing could clearly see all of Xuan Yizhen's reactions just by looking up.

At this moment, Xuan Yizhen, whose eyes were covered by her skirt, looked like a fallen immortal, helpless but attractive.

Her already cold and white skin was tinged with a faint blush, her black hair was as smooth as silk and hung down, outlining her graceful figure that rose and fell with Xuan Yizheng's breathing like ink lines. The stretching snow-capped mountains were no more than this.

The heating temperature in the palace was already very high, and now Yin Xing felt extremely hot, even unable to breathe.

The invisible Xuan Yizheng raised his slender jade hand, slowly groped and placed it on Yin Xing's hair, passed his fingertips through the soft hair, and pressed hard a little bit at a time.

At this moment, silence is better than words, everything is implied. This is Xuan Yizhen's invitation, like a soft willow branch, but it keeps wrapping around tighter.

Yin Xing knew that Xuan Yi really wanted it, so he stopped peeping like a fangirl.

As the gauze curtain swayed, a corner of the dress slipped off, leaving wrinkles all over it.

The palace lanterns swayed and changed, dimly illuminating the scene within, and subtly letting out a faint hum.

"Xing'er..." Xuan Yizheng couldn't see the scene clearly, so he could only raise his fingertips to stroke Yin Xing's hair, feeling her presence, like a light boat anchored on the lake, reflecting the shallow ripples, wanting more.

Thinking this way, Xuan Yizheng did just that, and he even wished he could stuff Yin Xing into his body.

At midnight, countless fireworks exploded amid the sound of firecrackers in the capital on New Year's Eve, dazzling and noisy.

Xuan Yizheng bent his body tightly, as if he could not hear anything, but he felt that he saw a light more brilliant than fireworks.

Unconsciously, the skirt fell in front of him, and Xuan Yizhen saw Yin Xing's wet lips clearly. His heart swelled, and his clear voice carried lingering desire as he murmured, "Xing'er, this is my New Year's gift to you. Do you like it?"

The reason why Xuan Yizhen didn't ask Yin Xing to prepare those New Year gifts this year was because she no longer needed to give herself any material possessions to congratulate the New Year.

Xuan Yizheng only needs her.

Yin Xing coughed awkwardly and wanted to speak, but she saw Xuan Yizhen, whose thick eyelashes were stained with desire. She slowly held her hand, and her face changed erratically, and she was shocked.

No way, you're coming again?!

Yin Xing saw the interest in Xuan Yizheng's calm eyes, which was like the faint light in the valley, faint but blazing. In the end, he stopped being shy and his eyes quietly swept over the fingertips that were sinking into his body inch by inch, and his face flushed with shame.

The night was long, with heavy snow falling outside the window and a cold wind blowing, which did not stop until dawn.

At the beginning of the year, the emperor would lead all officials to worship their ancestors in the ancestral temple and hold a grand ceremony to pray for good weather and good harvests.

Last year, Xuan Yizhen was unable to attend due to illness and only let the princesses and princesses be in charge, so this is the first time.

However, Yin Xing did not expect that Xuan Yizheng would wake him up from bed early in the morning and bring him to the ancestral temple.

Yin Xing was so exhausted that he couldn't open his eyes. He could only let Xuan Yizheng wash and dress him, no longer caring about shame.

All the way out of the palace and to the ancestral temple, Yin Xing tried to stay calm because he found that many people were staring at him and thought something had gone wrong.

Yin Xing immediately stood up as straight as possible, not daring to delay the important matter, and accompanied Xuan Yizheng to worship, burn incense and pray for blessings.

However, Yin Xing didn't know that everyone was looking at the queen instead of him.

The emperor attended the ancestral temple sacrificial ceremony for the first time in the new year. The people around him were not from the four major families or the prestigious families, but from the small Yin family of Xizhou.

This situation is self-evident.

It is obvious that the empress has publicly announced the candidates for the queen. Combined with Xiao Yi who was executed years ago, her intentions are even more obvious.

The red and blue flying feather earrings on Ji Zhangsi's ears swayed slightly in the cold wind, and his expression was solemn.

Perhaps the empress has not changed her mind since last year, and those nobles who entered the palace were just doing it perfunctorily.

No wonder the rumor goes that the empress has had sex with many men but has not yet become pregnant. It is obvious that this is a scam to delay time.

When Yin Xing went to burn incense, he looked at the tablet and was a little surprised.

Because each of the deceased princesses and princesses had a tablet.

When Yin Xing and Xuan Yizhen got married, they visited the ancestral temple, where the tablets of emperors and empresses of past dynasties were placed.

Generally speaking, the spirit tablets of royal family members who are not the crown prince are not eligible to be placed in the ancestral temple.

Xuan Yizhen saw Yin Xing was lost in thought, so he raised his hand to rub her wrist and asked, "Are you so tired?"

Yin Xing collected his thoughts and replied with a hot face: "No, why would Yizhen restore the royal status of the princesses and county ladies?"

"Dead people are naturally nothing to be afraid of. Just treat them as decent people."

"That's true."

Xuan Yizhen glanced at the late emperor's spirit tablet, took Yin Xing's hand, and said, "In the past, only the emperor and empress could receive offerings of the Longevity Lamp in the ancestral temple, and the spirit tablets of the princesses were not allowed to enter easily. Empress Wanqi changed this rule."

Only the crown prince could enter the ancestral temple during the wedding, but when Xuan Yizhen got married, he brought Yin Xing into the ancestral temple, which was also what Queen Wanqi had fought for.

When Yin Xing heard this, he thought of the insane Queen Wanqi. Although he had not witnessed her past methods, he could feel her eccentricity just by hearing about her.

"Yizhen, can the antidote made by Miss Liu save your mother?" Yin Xing asked.

"The poison of the illusion insect is irreversible. I'm afraid there is no hope." Xuan Yizheng responded indifferently, not showing much concern.

Upon hearing this, Yin Xing had to stop talking, thinking that it was all due to the late emperor being too despicable and vicious!

In the afternoon, the sacrificial ceremony ended and a long ceremonial procession passed through the streets of the capital, preparing to return to the palace.

At the beginning of the new year, the streets were covered with bright snow, the branches were piled with winding snow, and the streets were noisy with people's voices.

Yin Xing hadn't left the palace for a long time. He raised his hand to lift the curtain and look, but saw many people moving towards one place. He smelled the scent of sandalwood and saw a Taoist temple in the distance.

Xuan Yizhen also noticed a lot of people's movements. He casually glanced at the crowd and said, "The capital has been quite lively lately."

"Well, I heard it was Taoist nun Yiqing. Many people believe in her Taoism. What about Yizhen?" Yin Xing remembered Xuan Yizhen's news and was always well-informed.

However, Xuan Yizhen did not reveal too much about Jiang Yun, so Yin Xing could not figure out what kind of trouble Jiang Yun would encounter, so she did not dare to remind them.

"This Taoist nun Yiqing is a celebrity in Taoism. She spreads Taoism and writes books, so she is quite famous. I have also read her books, they are quite good." Xuan Yizheng responded calmly.

When Yin Xing heard this, he looked towards the gym again and muttered, "For such a big place, the rent must be quite high."

Xuan Yizhen chuckled softly, pinching the soft flesh of Yin Xing's palm with his fingertips and playing with it, and said helplessly: "Silly, why would such a celebrity need to spend money to rent a house? There are many followers of dignitaries in the capital, and she has a close relationship with the Gongyang family."

When Yin Xing heard this, he thought so too, with an embarrassed smile in his eyes. He suddenly realized that he was still too poor. He could only imagine the emperor using a golden spatula to cook, and completely forgot that the emperor did not need to cook himself.

But when mentioning Gongyang, Yin Xing thought of Gongyang Luo and asked curiously, "Why do the four great families feel that the Gongyang family has no presence?"

"The Gongyang family's greatest strength isn't their fiefdoms or their military might, but their vast roster of ancient books and writings, establishing their status as literary sages since the Spring and Autumn Period."

"Wow, I didn't expect it to sound so awesome!"

Xuan Yizhen chuckled and said, "Otherwise, I wouldn't have chosen Gong Yangluo. Their family possesses an invisible and powerful reputation."

The fiefdom's soldiers and horses are too obvious to attract attention, but the Gongyang family has firmly established itself among the four major families with another kind of invisible status.

Scholars were needed to serve as officials in all dynasties, and noble sons also sought to become teachers and receive letters of instruction.

The books that scholars read and believed in were mostly written by talented people from the Gongyang family. These people served as officials in the court and provided a foundation for the Gongyang family. This cycle continued, making the family increasingly solid.

Regarding the four great families, everyone only says that the Wanqi family and the Xiahou family are the strongest, followed by the Shangguan family and the Gongyang family.

However, Xuan Yizheng felt that the Gongyang family was more difficult to counterbalance than the first three. While the first three could be stripped of their titles and their fiefdoms and powers taken back by force, the latter could not.

The weapon of scholars is the pen. From storytellers to court officials and historians, these people are best at killing without bloodshed and are the best in literary battles.

Moreover, up to now, the Gongyang family has not been involved in any disputes over the position of crown prince or princess, which shows that the old head of the Gongyang family is very moderate.

Water benefits all things without contending, yet all things cannot live without water. The Gongyang family has a very accurate grasp of the balance between contending and not contending.

Anyway, no matter who the ruler is, he will not target the Gongyang family, unless he does not want stability and reputation.

When Yin Xing saw Xuan Yizheng mention Gong Yangluo, he suddenly felt that he was a bit superficial, because that guy was indeed handsome.

Fortunately, Xuan Yizheng was not interested in Gong Yangluo's appearance. She was only interested in his family background and strength, which could stabilize the throne.

"Yizhen once said Gong Yangluo was a handsome man, and I thought his appearance was just a factor."

"In court struggles, beauty is fragile and vulnerable. Moreover, Gongyang Luo is not only a handsome man, his talent and zither skills are also very outstanding."

When Yin Xing saw Xuan Yizheng praising someone like that, he suddenly felt a little jealous, as he seemed to have never been praised like that before.

However, Yin Xing thought about his terrible piano skills and shut up silently.

You can't treat eating as a talent.

Seeing Yin Xing remain silent, Xuan Yizhen raised his hand and touched her face. His eyes swept over the teeth marks behind her ear, which were still quite obvious. He said, "The scar cream you mentioned doesn't seem to be of much use."

Yin Xing came back to his senses and asked, "Is it ugly?"

"Well, it's an eyesore." Xuan Yizheng rubbed the teeth marks with his fingertips and decided in his heart to remove the spirit tablet of the third princess from the ancestral temple at some later time.

Allowing the spirit tablets of the deceased princesses and princesses to enter the ancestral temple was just Xuan Yizheng's way of showing his benevolence and magnanimity.

But what the third princess did was really abominable!

Yin Xing had no idea what Xuan Yizheng was thinking, he just felt like the sky was falling.

I was already ordinary, and now I've become ugly and unsightly. I'm afraid I won't be able to survive the seven-year itch?!

The palace procession marched through the long street towards the palace gate.

Jiang Yun deliberately fell behind for a distance, intending to buy some food to satisfy the little girl's craving.

Shangguan Sheng happened to see Jiang Yun sneaking away from the team and immediately followed him.

Before long, Jiang Yun was seen with bags in his hands, as if he had not just celebrated the New Year, but was preparing for the upcoming New Year.

In the market, hot mist was boiling. Jiang Yun took a bite of the sizzling fried chicken leg and felt very comfortable.

Because Liu Ci was a doctor, he always followed a healthy diet, so his meals were low in oil and salt, mostly consisting of stews, and there were very few fried foods.

"Captain Jiang left his post just to have a bite of this?" Shangguan Sheng looked at Jiang Yun, who was grimacing from the burn, with an indescribable expression.

According to the law, leaving one's post without permission is a serious crime and he would have been reported long ago, but Jiang Yun's identity is too special.

Jiang Yun was a hero praised by everyone for saving the people of the capital when the puppet Gu people were causing trouble.

Not to mention that she is the daughter of the Chief Justice of the Dali Temple, the granddaughter of the head of the Wanqi family, and the sworn sister of the Yin family who is favored by the empress. With so many identities superimposed, no one in the court or the opposition would want to find trouble with Jiang Yun.

"You don't understand the charm of this taste. I'm dying of greed." Jiang Yunla's lips were red and swollen, but he felt refreshed. He raised his hand to pour a glass of wine, raised his head and drank it all. He didn't feel any chill on his body and sighed with satisfaction.

Shangguan Sheng looked away, his eyes fixed on the many civilians wearing talisman accessories. He said, "I didn't expect the arrival of Taoist Nun Yiqing to be so grand."

Jiang Yun bit the crispy bone with his teeth and nodded, "The Empress's procession seemed deserted just now. It seems that this Taoist Nun Yiqing spent a lot of money."

"You seem to be quite free lately. Why don't you check out the details of Taoist Nun Yiqing?"

"Who said I have nothing to do? Xiao's death is still a mystery. If you're not looking for information about the Second Princess, why are you asking about the Taoist nun?"

Shangguan Sheng withdrew his gaze and thought, "I've investigated many of the Second Princess's former territories, but they all seem to have been cut short with scissors. All the clues are broken, and only vaguely point to her escaping north. It's very strange."

Jiang Yun calmed down a bit, spat out the chicken bone fragments from his teeth, and said seriously, "Do you suspect that the Second Princess is leading you fishing with bait?"

If the second princess fled in a hurry, then there is nothing to be afraid of.

What I am most afraid of is that the second princess has a backup plan and will make a comeback. Then she must have hidden power, otherwise she would not hide so deeply.

"That's right, so I didn't rush to leave the capital, but was thinking about what I would do if I were the second princess. You have dealt with princesses for many years, so why not tell me about it?" Shangguan Sheng had worked with Jiang Yun before, so he trusted her abilities.

"The second princess is a wicked person who is very good at understanding people's hearts. If you are sure that she did not flee north in a hurry, then I think she will return to the dangerous capital." Jiang Yun was still a little angry when he thought of the women who died tragically back then.

The most dangerous place is the safest. When the two looked at each other, they naturally understood this truth.

However, it was extremely difficult to implement. The capital's defense was extremely tight, and if anyone under her command leaked the news, the second princess would be walking into a trap.

Shangguan Sheng took out a piece of talisman paper and said, "The reason I suspect Nun Yiqing is because the timing of their arrival and departure was very coincidental. Moreover, the cinnabar on this paper is of high quality and definitely has an extraordinary origin. It is rumored that she has a close relationship with the Gongyang family, so it is not convenient for me to go and investigate directly."

In the past, the Shangguan family had territorial disputes with the Gongyang family, so it was easy to cause fierce conflicts.

"So you want me to wade into the muddy water for you? Then how about you go to the red-light district for me?" Jiang Yun was not stupid, so of course he knew what Shangguan Sheng was avoiding.

However, Jiang Yun and Gu Nian Liu Ci didn't really want to go to places like Hualiuxiang.

Jiang Yun didn't care about Xiao's illness at all, but if it was poison, it would be a big problem.

Xiao is a member of the empress's harem, so it is not certain who this situation is directed at.

No wonder the empress did not hold a New Year's banquet in the palace. It was probably due to defensive reasons.

Shangguan Sheng thought of Jiang Yun's relationship with that woman and thought she was trying to avoid suspicion, so he said frankly, "Okay, I'll go check out the brothel."

As soon as he finished speaking, the frying pan at the vendor's place sizzled and the aroma filled the air. Jiang Yun said with a smile, "Add two more fried chicken legs, you pay!"

Seeing this, Shangguan Sheng was speechless. Every time she talked about serious matters with Jiang Yun, she was not serious at all, which made people suspicious.

The snow on the ground outside the stall was white, and the thin sun in the sky was soon obscured by the wind and snow, gradually dimming.

During the first month of the year, the city's bazaar was exceptionally lively, but the palace was somewhat deserted.

Therefore, the snowman with crooked eyes and a slanted mouth is very conspicuous in the snow.

Yin Xing didn't expect Xuan Yizhen to do what he said and save two snowmen this big!

Xuan Yizhen drank his tea, looked at the snowman's face, and said calmly: "It looks a bit ugly now."

"Hahaha!" Yin Xing almost died of laughter, thinking that Xuan Yizhen's expression of slight disgust probably meant that he realized his dark history.

After all, Xuan Yizheng is too outstanding, it's really not easy.

Xuan Yizhen looked at Yin Xing with a smile on his face and said helplessly, "Your mask isn't applied evenly."

Facial mask, this is the name given by Yin Xing, and it is said to be able to protect the skin.

But Xuan Yizhen looked at Yin Xing's messy face and thought she was silly and cute.

Yin Xing's smile immediately disappeared, and he started to paint seriously, thinking that being a vase was not easy.

Especially when compared with Xuan Yizhen's natural beauty, Yin Xing felt a lot of pressure.

At night, Xuan Yizheng took a bath and changed clothes and returned to the inner hall. Yin Xing was already lying upright, looking like he was taking care of his health.

"Are you tired?" Xuan Yizhen lay on his side, raised his hand to hug the warm Yin Xing, curled her hair with his fingertips, and played with it.

"I have an ugly light blue color under my eyes recently. If I don't go to bed early, it will turn into dark lines." As he spoke, Yin Xing closed his eyes and snuggled up to Xuan Yizheng. He liked the smell of her body, which was cold with a hint of herbal fragrance.

Xuan Yizhen kissed Yin Xing's cheek with his thin lips, and carefully looked at her face. It was fair and pretty, with nothing unusual. He said, "But I think you are very beautiful."

Yin Xing couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, revealing his neat teeth, but then he quickly shut up and said, "Don't tease me, you can't laugh, otherwise you will get wrinkles."

Yin Xing doesn’t know whether a girl who loves to laugh is lucky or not, but her wrinkles will definitely deepen!

"How come you have wrinkles at your age?"

"Yes, but I found that Yizhen doesn't have any, so it's better to be a little more aloof."

Yin Xing opened his eyes and looked seriously at Xuan Yizheng's beautiful face. He had been obsessed with her before, but now he realized how ashamed he was.

Xuan Yizhen didn't understand what Yin Xing was talking about. His palm jumped into her clothes and touched her heart. There was uneasiness in his calm eyes. He said, "You care so much about your appearance, will you dislike me in the future?"

"Of course not, Yizhen is the most beautiful person I have ever seen." Yin Xing kissed Xuan Yizhen's thin lips, not wanting her to misunderstand.

"I think you are doing well now. Why do you still care so much about me? Is there someone else in your heart?" Xuan Yizheng pinched the soft flesh in his palm with a resentful look.

Yin Xing was so embarrassed that she quickly covered Xuan Yizhen's hand and said, "No, I don't have anyone else."

Xuan Yizhen stared into Yin Xing's distinct black and white eyes. Seeing that she didn't dodge, he asked, "Then why are you so abnormal?"

"I just want to become better so that Yizhen will like me more." Yin Xing responded shamelessly.

"Really? Wouldn't it be easier to please me if you were more direct?" Xuan Yizheng raised his fingers suggestively and gently drew circles on her heart.

"I don't like him in that sense. It's mainly the spiritual appreciation." Yin Xing shuddered because he was ticklish and quickly moved Xuan Yizheng's hand away. He felt that if he continued to touch him like this, he would have another sleepless night.

Xuan Yizhen didn't resist, letting Yin Xing hold his hand. He asked doubtfully, "What do you mean by spiritual appreciation?"

Yin Xing met Xuan Yizheng's calm and confused look, and was too embarrassed to say that he was jealous.

In the quiet place, Yin Xing tried to pretend to be asleep and yawned. He touched and pulled the quilt and said, "I'm a little sleepy. Good night, Yizhen."

After he finished speaking, Xuan Yizhen raised his hand and pinched Yin Xing's soft earlobe, saying softly, "Are you hiding something from me?"

The two have been married for several years, how could they not be aware of the other's abnormality.

But Xuan Yizhen couldn't guess what Yin Xing was thinking. Maybe her little head was a little different from that of ordinary people.

Yin Xing couldn't continue to play dumb with her earlobe pinched. Her gaze met Xuan Yizhen's clear and beautiful eyes. She had no choice but to pull the blanket over her head and muffled her voice, "I also want to have some good qualities for Yizhen to praise, so I want to look better."

In the silence, Yin Xing did not hear Xuan Yizhen's words. He was a little surprised. He quietly pulled back the quilt to reveal his eyes, and saw Xuan Yizhen's gentle and beautiful face with a smile.

Xuan Yizhen leaned in close and said, "Why didn't you say so earlier? You have many strengths that deserve praise."

"real?"

"Well, I like your eyes, your lips, your body, everything."

Yin Xing was caught off guard when he discovered Xuan Yizheng crawling into the quilt. The light blocked his eyes, and his gaze met her quiet, dark eyes, causing his heart to beat like thunder.

Xuan Yizhen leaned over and kissed the corner of Yin Xing's eyes, cheek, and then slowly moved his kiss down to his lips. With a restrained and gentle touch, he murmured, "Back then, you carefully accompanied me in building my own snowman. That's why I cherish snowmen so much. They are our witnesses."

The words were soft, but the breath was burning. Yin Xing swallowed cowardly and kissed Xuan Yizheng's lips back.

Forget it, just stay up late.

Xuan Yizheng was distracted by surprise. She blinked her beautiful eyes, raised her thin lips, and raised her hand to cooperate in unbuttoning her clothes. She secretly wondered when she would understand that his love for her was unique.

Both mentally and physically, he had long been deeply possessed by her, otherwise how could he have been so patient in seducing such a fool as her.

A cold wind blew violently on a snowy night, and the lights in the capital's night market were brightly lit. Shangguan Sheng entered the brothel full of singing and dancing. He was not used to the rich fragrance in the place, so he looked for Hong Jiao, the girl that Xiao often ordered.

Upon hearing this, the madam's expression changed slightly and she said, "Sir, Hong Jiao is not fit to receive guests. Can we find someone else?"

Shangguan Sheng added the money with a normal expression and said seriously, "It has to be her, otherwise I'll find another place."

"Okay, please come this way!" The madam took the banknote and responded with a smile.

Seeing this, Shangguan Sheng stepped upstairs and understood why Jiang Yun didn't come to the red-liu alley. How could that person be willing to spend money?

But when the madam turned around, her face suddenly changed, her eyes were full of anger, and she winked at the two pimps who were following her.

The two turtle men put their hands on their wrists, showing their sharp blades, and followed forward secretly.

At this moment, Jiang Yun, who had sneaked into the gym, disguised himself as a believer and even got a pass to walk around and have a look.

The air was filled with sandalwood incense and the sound of chanting. The portrait of the Bodhisattva on the high place was solemn and majestic. A young Taoist nun sat in the middle. She had an ordinary appearance and was turning the Zen beads on her wrist.

After a while, the explanation of the scriptures had not yet ended, but Jiang Yun was almost sleepy to death and could not sit still at all!

If I had known this earlier, I would have gone to a red-light district to catch a couple committing adultery. This dojo is really boring.

After a sleepless night, at dawn, the streets were deserted, the cold fog still lingering, and thick frost and mist covered the streets.

The scene was the same inside the palace. There was almost no one to be seen a few steps away.

When the sun rose, it slowly dispelled the cold mist, and strands of light sprinkled into the palace.

The candlestick burned out, leaving only a little light. Two pairs of embroidered shoes were neatly placed beside the couch, and there was silence in the gauze tent.

Xuan Yizhen raised his hand and touched Yin Xing's sleepy eyes. His fingertips touched her thick drooping eyelashes. With a feeling of pity in his heart, he kissed her with his thin lips and muttered, "Are you so tired?"

Yin Xing let Xuan Yizhen touch him as if he was exhausted. He didn't react at all. He only blinked his eyelids with difficulty and muttered, "Yizhen, you got up too early."

"Then do you want to get up and accompany me for breakfast?" Xuan Yizheng traced Yin Xing's eyebrows with his fingertips and asked very gently.

"I'm so tired that I can't get up." Yin Xing now has to admit that people are really different.

Xuan Yizhen stretched out his arms to embrace Yin Xing, who was soft and chubby. He always wanted to be more attentive, but was worried about hurting her, so he could only restrain his sigh: "Okay, you sleep a little longer."

If possible, Xuan Yizhen really doesn't want to be separated from Yin Xing.

"Yeah." Yin Xing buried his head in Xuan Yizheng's neck and didn't say anything. When his vision became blurred, he saw the kiss mark on her neck and felt a little proud.

When Yin Xing woke up from this sleep, the sun was almost setting.

The dim sun outside the window was occasionally shrouded by dark clouds. Yin Xing was eating egg custard and his eyes swept over Xuan Yizhen who was holding documents. Her black hair was combed meticulously. Apart from a jade hairpin, she had no other hair accessories, looking dignified and elegant.

But it looks good just like this. The simple and beautiful jade does not need too much decoration. Yin Xing looked at it with a crazy look, and his eyes swept across the mark on Xuan Yizheng's slender and straight neck, which was a bit obvious.

"Does it look good?" Xuan Yizheng asked with a faint smile.

"It looks good, but I really have to cover up the marks, otherwise it will be embarrassing to go out and see people." Yin Xing learned how to grow strawberries with great difficulty.

Xuan Yizhen looked at Yin Xing calmly, his eyes sparkling. He put his hand on Yin Xing's neck and said, "You also have bad habits sometimes."

Yin Xing didn't expect that his thoughts would be seen through, so he buried his head in eating the egg custard and didn't dare to reveal any more of his thoughts.

Not long after, Yin Xing finished his meal and looked out the window, but there was no snowman.

"Has the snowman been moved?"

"Well, the Lantern Festival is approaching and the weather will change. It will be difficult to preserve it. It's better to move it to the ice storage."

During the Lantern Festival, Yin Xing thought of the only time he went out with Xuan Yizheng to celebrate the Lantern Festival, which was many years ago.

Yin Xing immediately turned her head to look at the busy Xuan Yizhen. She had a lot of paperwork piled up beside her, and asked curiously, "What are your plans for this year's Lantern Festival?"

Xuan Yizhen paused his review, looked at Yin Xing, and couldn't help but jokingly said, "Since you like cooking so much, why don't you learn how to make glutinous rice balls?"

"Okay!" Although Yin Xing wanted to go out and play, Xuan Yi really wanted to eat, so of course he had to satisfy him.

Seeing this, Xuan Yizheng, who was just talking casually, suddenly fell silent.

So Yin Xing specially found several books on how to make glutinous rice balls and read them carefully to avoid making the same mistake as the love mooncakes.

Xuan Yizhen looked at Yin Xing's serious expression and said hesitantly, "If it's difficult, why not bother?"

It would be bad if the news of the fire in the imperial kitchen got out.

Yin Xing raised his eyes to look at Xuan Yizhen and said, "Don't worry, Yizhen. I already have sufficient theoretical support. There will be absolutely no problem this time!"

This familiar high-spirited look gave Xuan Yizhen a bad feeling.

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