Song Qingxue looked back at Xiahou Chongyuan, then turned her gaze to the maid behind him.

She felt like laughing.

Su Ruqian really had a good plan.

Knowing that she was here to cause trouble, he even called for help.

Song Qingxue looked up at Xiahou Chongyuan and said with a smile, "What a coincidence today. How come the prince is also in the concubine's courtyard?"

"Your Highness, Your Highness... Song Qingxue, she, she..."

Su Ruqian endured the severe pain and crawled towards Xiahou Chongyuan's feet. She reached out and grabbed the hem of Xiahou Chongyuan's clothes, weakly accusing Song Qingxue.

"My Lord, you must seek justice for me!"

Xiahou Chongyuan lowered his eyelids and looked at her, but his face was cold and he said nothing.

Song Qingxue slowly squatted down, stretched out her hand to pinch her chin, and said lightly: "What justice do you want, concubine?"

"Song Qingxue! You witch! What on earth did you do to the prince?!"

Su Ruqian never expected that Xiahou Chongyuan would remain indifferent when seeing her like this.

It must be that evil woman Song Qingxue who cast a spell on the prince!

"Concubine, you are so unruly." Xiahou Chongyuan finally spoke, but his words made Su Ruqian's heart suddenly turn cold.

Su Ruqian originally thought that as long as the prince came, Song Qingxue would no longer be able to continue to be proud.

However, I didn't expect that this would be the result in the end.

Su Ruqian had just been hit with fifty boards and had no strength left. The only reason she could hold on until now was because she was waiting for Xiahou Chongyuan to come and support her.

"Your Highness..." Su Ruqian was stubborn and refused to give up.

However, Xiahou Chongyuan only took a few steps forward, then turned his back to her and said, "That's enough, it's time for you to learn some rules."

"Your Highness, you are sincere and cruel!" Su Ruqian fainted immediately after saying this.

Su Ruqian was very disappointed. Ever since she entered the palace, she had regarded Xiahou Chongyuan as her pillar of support.

However, Xiahou Chongyuan was everything to her, but in his eyes, she was nothing.

"She fainted." Song Qingxue stared at Xiahou Chongyuan as if she was watching a show.

Xiahou Chongyuan said: "Then let's send her back and find a doctor to check her out."

Song Qingxue couldn't help but smile, "You really don't care about her life or death at all."

"What difference does it make whether a useless person is dead or alive?" Xiahou Chongyuan's tone was cold. Song Qingxue heard it and felt cold in her heart.

It turned out that he was not unaware of what kind of person Su Ruqian was, he just felt that such a useless woman was not worth his attention.

The reason why she was allowed to stay in the palace was only for the sake of the late emperor's face.

Some images suddenly emerged in her mind.

There is actually no difference between the original owner and Su Ruqian today.

Perhaps in the eyes of the villain, there are only two kinds of people in this world.

——Useful people and useless people.

In his heart, Su Ruqian and the original owner were both useless.

Then...what about her?

In Xiahou Chongyuan's heart, he should be considered a useful person now, right?

Song Qingxue was a little dazed. She didn't understand why she suddenly had such an idea.

Is she sad?

Xiahou Chongyuan listened and couldn't help but observe her expression carefully.

"Princess, you don't look happy?" Xiahou Chongyuan couldn't say it directly, so he could only find a way to enter the question in a tactful way.

"What?" Song Qingxue shook her head, "I'm not unhappy."

What could she be unhappy about?

Although I thought so, I didn't seem to be in a good mood.

It’s not that I’m unhappy, it’s just that I feel like something is pressing on my chest, making it feel suffocating.

Hearing her denial, Xiahou Chongyuan did not expose her. He just raised his hand and touched her head without saying anything.

Song Qingxue was very confused.

"What are you doing?"

Xiahou Chongyuan said: "It feels good."

"?"

Xiahou Chongyuan curled his lips and smiled slightly, saying "I still have things to do", then left with his hands behind his back.

"Why is it so weird?" Song Qingxue muttered this after Xiahou Chongyuan walked away.

Su Ruqian fainted and couldn't get up for a while, so Song Qingxue didn't plan to stay in the yard any longer.

However, before leaving, she still followed Xiahou Chongyuan's words, asked someone to move Su Ruqian back to the room, and sent someone to call a doctor for her.

…

On New Year's Eve, Song Qingxue and Xiahou Chongyuan had dinner in the palace and stayed in the palace at night.

This was Song Qingxue's first New Year in this world. The palace was brightly lit all night long, and fireworks kept exploding in the sky.

The night was beautiful, but Song Qingxue had not expected that there would be a New Year's Eve celebration in this world!

She sat in the yard with Xiahou Chongyuan, looking at the sky, stepping on the snow, and suddenly felt melancholy.

Because of her job, she hasn't spent the New Year with her family since she started working.

She has forgotten what it feels like to have family around.

I wonder if this situation can be considered as having family by my side?

She tilted her head and looked at Xiahou Chongyuan.

"Xiahou Chongyuan, do you think we are a family now?" For some unknown reason, he asked the question that was in his heart.

Xiahou Chongyuan raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "What do you think?"

Song Qingxue was silent.

She didn't know, and if she knew, she wouldn't have asked him.

After a moment, Xiahou Chongyuan suddenly spoke again: "Forget it."

"ah?"

Xiahou Chongyuan said: "You are my legitimate wife, so you and I are naturally one family."

He had just heard what Song Qingxue was thinking, and his mood also became a little heavy.

He never had any expectations about the word "family".

Being in an imperial family, except for his elder brother, his family affection can be said to be very indifferent since childhood.

He had seen too many brothers killing each other, so he no longer trusted his family.

There are no real family members in the emperor's house.

"A family." Song Qingxue repeated these three words and moved her chair closer to Xiahou Chongyuan with a smile.

"My Lord, since we are a family, can you help me celebrate the New Year together? I want to take a nap."

After coming here, she seldom stayed up late. She really couldn't bear to stay up all night!

Xiahou Chongyuan said helplessly, "So this is the princess's purpose."

"Hehe" She just smiled, neither admitting nor denying.

But only she herself knew that the question just now came from the bottom of her heart.

She still felt a little homesick.

Song Qingxue leaned back in the chair, casually gathered the fox fur cloak she was wearing, wrapped herself up and closed her eyes.

Song Qingxue did not sleep very soundly because there were sounds of fireworks and firecrackers all night long, and it was impossible for her to fall into a deep sleep while sitting in the yard.

Before dawn, someone set off fireworks for a long time.

When a piece of fireworks exploded at the same time, Xiahou Chongyuan couldn't help but push her arm.

Xiahou Chongyuan didn't say anything, but when she opened her eyes, she immediately understood what he meant.

"It's so beautiful." Song Qingxue stared at the fireworks in the sky with sleepy eyes. Her voice sounded a little hoarse because she had just woken up.

Not long after, Song Qingxue spoke again: "How long will it take until dawn?"

Xiahou Chongyuan said, "After the fireworks are over."

"After that daybreak, can we go home?"

"Um."

"After I go back, I want to have a good sleep."

"Um."

The fireworks are still going on, and there is the crackling sound of firecrackers from time to time.

This New Year's Eve seemed to be very quiet, but also very lively.

Song Qingxue was drowsy amid the sound of fireworks and firecrackers, and finally managed to hold on until dawn.

"It's morning!"

She stood up quickly, then grabbed Xiahou Chongyuan's hand, pulled him up and ran out.

"Let's go home, I'm so sleepy!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Xiahou Le walking towards her quickly.

Xiahou Chongyuan also stopped her here.

"I still have to go and pay my respects to the Queen Mother."

Song Qingxue's face fell immediately, "Didn't you say that we can go home at dawn?"

Xiahou Chongyuan laughed softly and said, "It's not even daybreak yet, so it doesn't count."

“……”Is this how it is calculated?