Murong Ce then went to wash his hands, and Dugu Yu wiped Qin Qingyao's face clean bit by bit.
The two grown men didn't know how to make dumplings, so Qin Qingyao taught them on the spot, acting like a teacher.
Dugu Yu looked at Qin Qingyao standing next to Murong Ce and reached out to help him pinch the edges of the dumplings. The four hands of the two people were so close that they were almost touching!
His face was so dark that he looked like a piece of charcoal that was about to catch fire.
Then he couldn't help but use too much force with his hands and crushed the dumplings he had just wrapped into pieces.
The dumpling filling gets sticky on my hands, which is very uncomfortable.
Qin Qingyao looked at the miserable dumpling in his hand in shock, "Husband, why are you exerting so much strength?"
"When you were kneading the dough and chopping the filling, you could treat them as enemies and use as much force as you could. But now you have to treat the dumplings in your hands as your little lovers and be gentle with them, understand?"
Dugu Yu, "I don't have a little lover!"
Qin Qingyao blurted out, "Then treat me as one!"
Dugu Yu, “…”
Murong Ce, "..."
Although Dugu Yu curled his lips in disgust, his hands were definitely much gentler.
After wrapping one, he came up to Qin Qingyao and asked, "How about this one?"
"Be gentle when holding it, but use a little force when pinching the edges, otherwise it won't be tight and will boil once it's cooked."
It’s so hard to make a broken dumpling!
Today, Dugu Yu finally understood why Qin Qingyao could recognize the dumplings she made herself.
The dumplings made by the three of them are in three different shapes. Qin Qingyao's dumplings are full and three-dimensional, and they are arranged neatly, which looks pleasing to the eye.
The situations he and Murong Ce created were both different in terms of desolation and misery.
And as he made more and more dumplings and became more skilled, Murong Ce could already make dumplings that looked pretty similar to the original.
However, in order to prevent Qin Qingyao from having time to deal with Murong Ce, he failed in many ways and ended up in a terrible state.
In order to prevent Qin Qingyao from really thinking that he was stupid, Dugu Yu finally started to take it seriously.
The servants made their own dumplings. The three of them only had to make their own portions and then take them outside to freeze. Anyway, these were not for the New Year’s Eve dinner.
Qin Qingyao asked the servants to go and have the New Year's Eve dinner. In the past, Dugu Yu never cared about how the servants ate, and the housekeeper did his job conscientiously and did not dare to be too extravagant.
But this time, the princess personally asked about it and said that no one had to serve, everyone should just focus on celebrating the New Year. Just order whatever you want to eat from the kitchen, and they will cook whatever you order. Don't be polite!
In addition, Qin Qingyao was afraid that they would be embarrassed to order, so she specified a few must-have dishes for them.
As mentioned before, the kitchen of Prince Wuling's Mansion only opens the fire three times a day, but today, in order to fulfill everyone's wishes and let everyone have a happy New Year, the kitchen was busy steaming, frying, braising, stewing, stir-frying and frying for the whole day!
When it was time to eat the New Year’s Eve dinner, the big dining table was set out again in the living room of Prince Wuling’s Mansion.
With no maids to serve her, Qin Qingyao stood up and walked around the table countless times, picking up food for Dugu Yu and Murong Ce.
"Fish is a must for New Year's Eve dinner, symbolizing abundance every year. Try it, our chef makes it delicious!"
"Eat a big chicken drumstick, and I wish you good luck in the coming year!"
"This is a meatball, which symbolizes reunion!"
…
When she finally calmed down and sat down in her seat, Dugu Yu and Murong Ce's bowls were almost full.
"What are you two looking at me for? Eat quickly!"
Dugu Yu knew that Qin Qingyao loved to eat chicken wings, so he gave her both wings. In addition to chicken, the most common thing he gave her was meatballs.
He likes this kind of reunion, and he hopes to spend every New Year with Qin Qingyao for the rest of his life.
This was the first time in his life that he began to think about the rest of his life.
In the past, I just lived day by day, never thought about the future, never prayed for a long life, and didn’t care when I would leave this world.
But now, he really hopes that he can live longer so that he can spend more time with Qin Qingyao. He hopes to grow old with Qin Qingyao.
After dinner, without Qin Qingyao saying anything, he took her for a walk.
Of course Murong Ce followed.
He followed the two childish ghosts, watching them walk and stop, "One step, two steps, three steps..."
Qin Qingyao finished counting ninety-nine, and Dugu Yu immediately followed up, "One hundred steps."
Then Qin Qingyao turned around, jumped up, hugged Dugu Yu's neck and kissed him. Not to mention Murong Ce, even Dugu Yu was shocked, and then he hugged the person hanging in front of him.
Murong Ce was in a complicated mood, having been abused, but still feeling burnt on the outside and tender on the inside. Could you two please be a little considerate of the psychological endurance of single people? Can we still be brothers?
After the three of them strolled around the garden in the dark, Murong Ce prepared to say goodbye and go home.
Dugu Yu gave him a look that said "go slowly" and Qin Qingyao said, "It's still early. We haven't even eaten dumplings yet. What are you going back for?"
"New Year's Eve is all about staying up all night, let's do it together! I've even planned some entertainment activities, so we won't be bored!"
Qin Qingyao’s favorite entertainment activity is playing Landlord. Whoever loses will have his head snapped.
Since we have invited people to our home to celebrate the New Year, we can't just sit there and watch them, right? There's no TV to watch here.
When three people are together, what could be more convenient to kill time than playing Landlord?
She had her servants prepare two decks of playing cards in advance. The cards only had numbers on them and were rather simple, but they were almost enough.
Dugu Yu and Murong Ce are both smart people, and they will understand the rules after a brief explanation.
When it came to fighting for the land, Dugu Yu would never allow Qin Qingyao and Murong Ce's gang to fight him, so he never fought for it even once.
Murong Ce had been abused all night, and he would not try to be the landlord and let the couple team up to cheat him, so Qin Qingyao was the landlord all night and won all night.
The only time she lost was because her luck was really bad. Three, four, five, six, eight, nine, ten, hook, how could she play?
Even though she knew that the two guys were deliberately letting her win, she still had a lot of fun playing. After all, they were smarter than her, so it was only fair that they let her win!
I don’t know if their foreheads hurt, but her fingers were almost swollen from the friction.
When Zhao Jinghan came to inform them of the time and asked them to prepare to eat dumplings, he saw the princess laughing so arrogantly that she almost blew the roof off, and the birthday boy with two red foreheads.
He tried hard to suppress his laughter, "Your Highness, Princess, Master Murong, it's almost midnight, we can cook dumplings now."
Although he tried hard to hold it back, his distorted face still revealed his true feelings.
Dugu Yu covered his forehead and glared at Qin Qingyao, who was rolling on the ground with a smile, in feigned anger. "You really are willing to do this!"
Qin Qingyao, "Does it hurt?"
Dugu Yu, "Of course it hurts!"
As soon as the words came out, Murong Ce was stunned for a moment, and his face turned red. What was he doing? It felt strange.
Just a few hits from her weren't even a minor injury. It didn't hurt at all. Kicking a stone while walking would be a hundred times more painful than this.
But Qin Qingyao was serious. She stood beside Dugu Yu, took his hand away, and reached out to rub it gently, blowing air as she rubbed it, "I'll help you blow it so it won't hurt."
Dugu Yu sat there motionless like an ice sculpture.
Murong Ce suddenly felt a real pain in his forehead.
After she finished rubbing, she very 'incidentally' bent down and kissed Dugu Yu on his red forehead. Her lips were cool and the touch was particularly clear.
Dugu Yu, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
Qin Qingyao grinned, "Hehe..."
Murong Ce: It hurts even more!
If Murong Ce had not been present, Dugu Yu would have really wanted to throw his face on the ground and stomp it on it, and let Qin Qingyao continue to coax him for a while longer.
Really, it’s in the way!
When eating dumplings, each of them had three kinds in their bowls. You can really tell who made the dumplings at a glance!
Dugu Yu didn't want to eat the dumplings Murong Ce made, so he deliberately punctured them and piled them aside. Qin Qingyao felt very distressed when she saw this, "Husband, why are all the dumplings in your bowl boiled and broken? Let me exchange a bowl with you."
After Qin Qingyao finished speaking, she took Dugu Yu's bowl and put her own in his hand.
Dugu Yu was in a complicated mood. He didn't want Qin Qingyao to eat the dumplings made by Murong Ce...
After finishing the meal, Dugu Yu held Qin Qingyao's hand tightly and asked, "Do you have any other activities?"
If not, I'll send you away!
"Yes, I also have firecrackers!"
What Qin Qingyao called firecrackers were firecrackers in the literal sense. There was no gunpowder here. As an art student, she had long since returned the chemistry lessons she had taken in middle school to her teacher, and she really didn't know how to make explosives.
So she asked people to cut a lot of fresh bamboo in advance, made a bonfire on the ground, and put the bamboo into the fire.
Dugu Yu really didn't know what she was doing at first, until the bamboos behind him made crackling sounds and exploded, and Qin Qingyao and a group of little maids covered their ears and screamed with joy.
By the time she finished setting off the firecrackers, it was already very late, so she simply let Murong Ce stay in the guest room.
Dugu Yu had no objection to this and pulled Qin Qingyao back to the room.
The next day, the royal family offered sacrifices to their ancestors, but he, a prince from another family, had nothing to do with it. After all, not everyone could go to such an important place as the imperial mausoleum.
So he just stayed in bed with his wife in his arms, feeling at ease.
Murong Ce got up early and had breakfast by himself. It was almost noon before the couple got up.
Seeing the surprised and apologetic expression on Qin Qingyao's face when she saw him, he knew that these two people had forgotten about him.
"Hey, happy new year, great military advisor!"
…
After the sacrificial ceremony, the prince hurried back to the East Palace, and the first thing he did was to find Qin Yuelu.
After asking around, I found out that the man was locked in the library yesterday, and he caught a severe cold after being frozen all night, and is still lying in the Imperial Hospital.
The prince's anger towards Qin Yuelu had also subsided a lot. It seemed that it was not Qin Yuelu who had let him down, but that he had also been ambushed by someone.
But even if he knew, so what? What evidence did he have to prove that the prayer was not the one he prepared originally, but was replaced by someone else?
He didn't!
Even if there was, the sacrifice was over, no one listened to his explanation, and it was meaningless.
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