Chapter 49: On New Year’s Eve, I’ll let you experience the feeling of being kissed and crying…! …
On New Year's Eve, the courtyard was full of silver flowers. Pu Ling cut some paper-cuts and hung the extra ones on the trees, adding a few touches of bright red to the white snow.
In the hall, Qing Ge cooked the dumplings and placed them on the eight-immortals table along with the side dishes.
Tonight the wind is still and the snow has stopped. The charcoal fire in the house is burning quietly. After Qing Ge has arranged the dishes, he suddenly feels that the charcoal fire is too strong, making the air stuffy.
She rolled up her sleeves, picked up a copper shovel, scooped up a layer of burnt charcoal ash, and gently covered the blazing charcoal fire. In an instant, the flames of the charcoal fire gradually weakened.
He waited until the room was no longer cold or stuffy before he slowly stood up.
The moment she pulled down her cuffs, she stared at her delicate and smooth forearms, feeling slightly dazed.
The hideous whip marks on it had disappeared without a trace.
The Crown Princess did not lie to her. The powder really worked and could even heal old wounds.
At that moment, the deep illness in my heart healed along with the scars on my body, and a little vitality was rekindled.
Qing Ge touched his arm, and a smile appeared on his usually cold face. He raised his eyes again and returned to normal.
Just as she was about to step out of the door, Jiang Yueying walked in with her skirt lifted, followed by Pu Ling who was shaking her head.
Jiang Yueying pondered for most of the day, then pretended to be impatient and took out two heavy purses, stuffing them into Qing Ge and Pu Ling's hands. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Since you've been working more efficiently recently, I'll give you some money."
Pu Ling was deeply moved, tears welling up in her eyes: "Thank you so much, Crown Princess!"
"Tsk, you have no sense," Jiang Yueying raised her chin and glanced at him. "I'll just treat this little bit of silver as a treat for fun. Why are you crying about it? You're such a loser."
Pu Ling's eyes were moist: "I am just a useless servant..."
Qing Ge was much calmer than Pu Ling. He quietly put the purse into his arms and pulled Pu Ling away so as not to disturb his masters from having the New Year's Eve dinner.
After walking out of the door, Pu Ling hid in the corner with a smile, opened her purse stealthily, looked at the silver inside, and smiled.
Qing Ge was a little helpless: "It's not stolen, why are you hiding?"
Pu Ling chuckled and said, "Sister Qingge, why did the Crown Princess give us money on New Year's Eve? Does this count as lucky money?"
Hearing this, Qing Ge said nothing, but quietly clenched her small purse.
Pu Ling had long been accustomed to Qing Ge's indifference, so she simply held the purse and played with it herself.
The red lanterns cast a warm glow. Under the halo, Pu Ling grinned foolishly with her teeth showing, her eyes curved like the crescent moon in the sky.
In the silent night, she heard Qing Ge sigh calmly: "A good year is so rare, I hope it will be like this every year."
Let the things of the past be forgotten in the old year.
…
The charcoal basin burned silently with curls of blue smoke.
There were steaming dumplings on the table. Jiang Yueying held her chin with one hand, waiting for Xie Yuting who was still changing clothes in the room.
It was just a night out, but Xie Yuting actually had to change clothes. Who was he trying to show off to in the middle of the night?
Qiqi lay at the feet, stretching out her paws to play with the little black cat.
"Meow."
The two little guys were chasing each other and having a lot of fun.
Suddenly, the wolf's ears stood up, and it jumped to the doorstep and howled twice to the outside in an excited tone.
The next moment, a slender figure like jade walked in. Xie Yuting had changed into a crimson robe with wide sleeves, a jade belt tied around his narrow waist, and a two-color Hetian jade pendant hanging in front of him, which jingled as he walked.
The bright red robe makes his eyebrows and eyes more handsome. Bathed in the night, the corners of his lips are raised in an arc, which is breathtaking.
"Sorry for the wait, little princess."
Jiang Yueying's breathing stopped. Although she often saw Xie Yuting dressed up, she was still amazed every time she saw him change into new clothes.
Why does she look so good? She just makes people confused.
She restrained her gaze and pretended to be reserved: "You know I've been waiting for a long time, but you're still dragging your feet."
Xie Yuting smiled and sat down. He tasted the hot soup first, then picked up the dumplings and said, "This year, we can only spend New Year's Eve together, but next year we can go to the Queen Mother's Palace and ask for some lucky money."
"Who needs lucky money after getting married?" Jiang Yueying took a bite of the dumpling, the aroma filled her mouth, it was filled with mutton.
Xie Yuting felt wronged: "I am still young."
Not only are you young, you're also thick-skinned.
"Eat yours." Jiang Yueying had no idea what to do with him.
"Feed me." He pointed to his mouth.
Jiang Yueying was busy eating, but Xie Yuting was not discouraged. He took out a plump round dumpling from his bowl, held up a silver spoon and handed it to her lips with a sparkling look in his eyes.
Facing Xie Yuting's expectant eyes, it seemed as if she would become a big villain if she refused the dumpling.
As if possessed by a magic spell, she slowly opened her mouth and swallowed the dumplings he fed her.
She chewed very slowly, and suddenly her teeth bit into something hard. She spit it out and saw that it was a smooth small copper coin.
According to the old custom of the Jiang Kingdom, a copper coin would be placed in a pot of dumplings during the Chinese New Year. The family would sit together and eat the dumplings. Whoever could eat the copper coin would have peace and harmony for the whole year.
"The little princess is so lucky." Xie Yuting clapped his hands in approval.
Jiang Yueying stared blankly at the small copper coin that symbolized peace.
If I remember correctly, this dumpling wrapped in a copper coin was taken out of Xie Yuting's bowl, and he just fed it to himself.
Is it a coincidence?
Does that mean...her blessing was brought by him?
"Xiao Lang, come in." Xie Yuting shouted outside the door.
Yu Lang immediately appeared, sword slung over his shoulder, and asked, "What are your orders, Your Highness?"
"Bring the dumplings. Ying and I can't eat so much. Come and eat with us."
Yu Lang hesitated for a moment: "Your Highness, this is against the rules."
But he did not refuse Xie Yuting's kindness. He obediently served the dumplings and whispered, "I will take them back to my room to eat, so as not to disturb His Highness and the Crown Princess."
Xie Yuting patted the boy's head and said, "Alright, bring a few more plates and give some to Qingge and the others."
"yes."
Yulang put a few plates of mutton dumplings on a tray and carried it out.
Before leaving, Xie Yuting instructed: "Just say it was a reward from the Crown Princess."
Jiang Yueying didn't say a word from beginning to end. In fact, she also wanted Qingge Puling to eat dumplings with her, but her identity was Princess Anyi, who hated servants the most and would never give them rewards on her own initiative.
Xie Yuting's action was exactly what she wanted to do in her heart.
"Minding my business," Jiang Yueying said with disdain, "I didn't give you any reward. Who told you to act like a good person on your own initiative..."
Xie Yuting smiled shamelessly: "I just love to meddle in the little princess's affairs."
snort……
Lots of nice words.
Jiang Yueying's ears were red. She lowered her head to pick up the food, picking up the dishes faster than the blink of an eye. Because she ate so hastily, she didn't notice that she swallowed half a red pepper, and her eyes widened from the spiciness.
He quickly took a sip of tea, but in his panic he picked up the wrong teacup and gulped down several mouthfuls of liquor. When he came to his senses, his whole fair face became redder than a cherry.
Xie Yuting was originally chewing slowly and savoring the mutton dumplings, but he suddenly raised his eyes and saw Jiang Yueying's red cheeks, and was surprised for a moment.
What is the little princess thinking that makes her face so red?
Just as he was about to make a few teasing remarks, the girl in front of him looked up pitifully, revealing sparkling eyes, and her voice was as soft as cotton: "...spicy."
Xie Yuting quickly picked up a piece of honey candy from the plate and stuffed it into her mouth. The rich and sweet taste of honey spread on the tip of her tongue, quickly suppressing the spiciness.
He pushed the tea in front of her again, and watched her drinking it with red eyes and her head lowered, looking like a little bird.
Silly little bird, very cute.
The spicy taste in her mouth had been diluted, and Jiang Yueying took a deep breath, only a few crystal tears still hung on her eyelashes.
Embarrassing again...
She wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Xie Yuting rubbed her head: "Continue eating."
The other party did not laugh at her, and Jiang Yueying was too embarrassed to say anything, so she silently finished the dumplings in her bowl.
Before she knew it, her cheeks were flushed and hot, and her head felt a little dizzy, a bit like the confusion she felt when she was drunk before. She glanced at the empty wine glass and thought, could it be that the wine she accidentally drank just now has made her drunk... ?
Her eyes became increasingly blurry. She put down her silver chopsticks and looked at Xie Yuting. The other's handsome face gradually became blurred and hazy, as if covered by a layer of gauze, ethereal and distant.
Consciousness gradually loses control.
She stretched out her hand, wanting to pinch his face, but ended up grabbing nothing.
The drunken and confused girl suddenly felt wronged and shouted fiercely: "How dare you hide from me!"
The Crown Prince blinked with a confused look on his face and put down the grapes in his hand. What did he do wrong?
"I have been sitting here all the time and never moved." Xie Yuting stared at the girl's blushing face, guessing that she might be drunk.
Not bad, he can drink a lot, but at least he didn’t imitate the sound of a bird this time.
He beckoned at her. Jiang Yueying stood up and walked step by step to him, looking at him with her head tilted, as if thinking about something.
Xie Yuting teased her deliberately: "Chirp?"
Jiang Yueying pouted and pointed at him: "You are not a bird."
It seems that he is not stupid yet, Xie Yuting chuckled.
She moved closer, trying to get a clearer look at the hazy man.
A dizziness came over her, and she instinctively looked for a warm nest. She sat on Xie Yuting's legs, her calves hanging by his side, and nestled in the man's arms, smelling the familiar fragrance of ginkgo leaves and sighing comfortably.
After getting drunk, she followed her instinct, moved closer to Xie Yuting, and gently pecked his chin.
Xie Yuting was stunned and narrowed his eyes slightly: "What are you doing?"
"Kiss you..." Jiang Yueying blinked, "You are beautiful, like a colorful peacock."
"Just because I'm pretty, you're so frivolous and rude to me," Xie Yuting pinched her chin and asked interrogatively, "What if it was another man?"
Jiang Yueying immediately shook her head: "I don't want any other man, I want you."
Xie Yuting couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth and continued to ask: "Who am I?"
"Xie Yuting, I'm not stupid," Jiang Yueying said angrily, "Don't ask such stupid questions."
Xie Yuting thought about it for a while. It seemed that the little princess was not drunk this time and would probably sober up soon.
A faint aroma of wine wafted over him, and Jiang Yueying rubbed her furry head against him, making a nasal sound that was disgusting. She was more dependent than a baby bird, and Xie Yuting felt very touched at the sight.
"Kiss..." she muttered.
"No kiss for you." He turned away.
Jiang Yueying was dissatisfied: "No, I want revenge!"
"Your form of revenge is to kiss me?"
"You always kiss me so hard that I can't breathe. I'm going to kiss you to submission too," Jiang Yueying glared at me with her ferocious round eyes. "I'm going to let you taste the feeling of being kissed and crying...!"
People are more likely to reveal their true nature when drunk, so a certain little princess is actually spoiled and clingy, but she is forced to pretend to be arrogant and bad-tempered every day.
Xie Yuting reached out and poked her nose, a smile spreading across his eyes.
Jiang Yueying came up to him again for a kiss, and Xie Yuting did not avoid her and gave her a kiss that was filled with the scent of wine.
"I'm so happy..." she muttered to herself.
"Why are you happy?" he asked.
Jiang Yueying rested her head on his strong chest, counting on her fingers as she said, "I met my uncle, and he gave me a token. Woo... I also found my kitten. I thought I would never see it again."
When the little black cat who was playing with Qiqi at his feet heard the word "kitten", he immediately looked up, ran over happily, and meowed with his mouth opened.
However, the two people hugging each other did not notice it. The little black cat looked at them confusedly, raised its legs and prepared to jump, trying to squeeze in between the two people, but the little wolf grabbed its tail and dragged it back under the eight-immortals table.
Jiang Yueying was still counting on her fingers: "I gave Qingge and the others New Year's money, and we ate the most delicious dumplings on New Year's Eve... and most importantly..."
"What's the most important thing?" Xie Yuting scratched her chin.
She smiled at him, her eyes captivating: "You."
"What's wrong with me?" He held her waist tightly and pricked up his ears.
Jiang Yueying said: "I do to you... to you..."
Before she finished speaking, she yawned slowly, her eyelids felt heavy, and within a moment, she fell into a deep sleep in his arms.
Drunk people are unreasonable and fall asleep whenever they want.
Xie Yuting laughed in anger, bit her lips fiercely, and threatened: "This won't happen again. If you do it again, I won't let you off easily."
He picked her up and carried her back to the bedroom under the light of palace lanterns and candles.
On New Year’s Eve, the moon shines on the window grilles.
The girl wrapped in a quilt was sleeping peacefully on the bed.
…
A few days later, in the ginkgo forest of the Jiang Kingdom Palace.
The sword wind swept the fallen leaves, she tapped her toes lightly, spun around, and the cold sword edge drew an arc, as if passing through the clouds.
Jiang Yueying gently stroked the sword and wiped off the dust on it.
A few drops of sweat wet her hair, and a gust of bleak wind blew towards her, making her shoulders shake.
During this period, she went to pay her respects to Emperor Jiang every day and stayed in his study for several hours. The palace people thought that this was a sign of their deep father-daughter relationship, but in fact, she was just acting for them.
In the study, Emperor Jiang was reviewing memorials and ignored her, and she was bored and could only sit aside and trim the branches of the plum blossoms in the vase.
There is silence, only strangeness and indifference.
She felt very uneasy and longed to return to Liang State more and more.
Only after noon did she have a moment of leisure to practice swordplay. Xie Yuting would occasionally come over to give her some pointers, but she didn't like people staring at her all the time, so she simply sent them away and practiced by herself from noon to sunset.
This happens every day.
She took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off her face, sheathed her sword, and heard familiar footsteps behind her.
Qing Ge walked over quickly with a frown on his face.
Generally speaking, if Qingge looks anxious, it is probably not a trivial matter.
Seeing this, Jiang Yueying's heart suddenly panicked, and she hurriedly asked: "What happened?"
Qing Ge spoke in a serious and cautious tone: "Crown Princess, Princess Anle has returned to the palace."
Oh, my sister is back.
Jiang Yueying's emotions did not fluctuate much. She and Jiang Yueying were not familiar with each other, and the other party did not like her, so there was no need to pretend to be a close sister.
Even if the other party wants to cause trouble for her, if she can't afford to offend her, she can afford to avoid her and just not see her.
What's more, she will be returning to Liang in a few days, and she and Jiang Yueying will probably never meet again in this life.
"Yeah, I understand."
Qing Ge's expression was still not very good: "Just now, Pu Ling was holding the little black cat you rescued a few days ago, and happened to meet Princess Anle on the road..."
"What's wrong?"
Qing Ge: "Princess Anle said the cat was hers and that I couldn't just take it away, so she caught the cat."
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