After the New Year’s Eve dinner, it was already dark.
Jiang Yuzhu opened the window and reached out. As expected, more crystal snowflakes fell on her palm.
"No wonder the north is so bitterly cold. At least half the year is spent in winter..."
Jiang Yuzhu was about to turn around when Xie Zhao suddenly hugged her from behind.
After a long pause, Jiang Yuzhu said angrily, "Yuanhe, what are you doing?"
According to northern customs, there is also a meal of dumplings on New Year's Eve.
The servants had already prepared the fillings and agreed to make dumplings together in the side hall later.
"Take your dirty hands away, these past two days..."
Ever since Xie Zhao came back, Jiang Yuzhu has been so disturbed that she can hardly get out of bed.
In the original book, the male protagonist is aloof and uninterested in women. Jiang Yuzhu really wants to write a short essay to refute it. She can prove that it is not true!
Xie Zhao is not as cold and abstinent as he appears, but on the contrary he is gifted.
Jiang Yuzhu has experienced this feeling many times.
"Yuzhu, is your husband so impatient in your eyes?"
Xie Zhao lowered his eyes, stroked his sleeves with his fingers, and there was a hint of helplessness in his voice.
Then he kept silent.
Sensing that the atmosphere was not right, Jiang Yuzhu turned around and just caught a glimpse of the grievance that flashed across Xie Zhao's eyes.
For a moment, Jiang Yuzhu was stunned.
After she came to her senses, she couldn't help but wonder, could it be that she spoke without restraint and touched Xie Zhao's sore spot?
Perhaps, men also need to save face in some ways.
For this reason, Jiang Yuzhu couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. It was the New Year and they shouldn't make each other unhappy.
Or, coax him?
Taking in his wife's subtle transformation, Xie Zhao suppressed the faint light in his eyes and said with a wistful look, "We've been separated for a while now. I've missed you so much that I've lost all self-control."
Xie Zhao pulled out a red silk purse from his sleeve pocket, held it up with both hands, and said solemnly, "Yuzhu, this is a New Year's gift from your husband."
Jiang Yuzhu looked down and saw that the purse was embroidered with gold thread and had a drawstring design.
She opened it subconsciously and was attracted by the pearl hairpin inside.
The double-layer flower design has a small flower on the upper layer, like a pistil, and a large flower on the lower layer to support the base.
The pearls are connected with golden beads, and the finishing touch is the pink beads on each petal. They are all the same size and lustrous color, which is very rare.
"Husband, what a beautiful pearl hairpin!"
Because she liked him so much, Jiang Yuzhu's name changed involuntarily.
She looked at Xie Zhao, feeling even more guilty.
I think Xie Zhao was standing behind her, intending to help her put it on as a surprise.
Ultimately, it was Jiang Yuzhu's cautiousness that led to misunderstanding.
Besides, they are already husband and wife, and having sex is a normal human behavior. It is not just for one person to enjoy.
"As long as Madam likes it."
Xie Zhao took a step back, deliberately keeping a distance from Jiang Yuzhu. "The jewelry I made for my husband is a little rough, but it's a token of my love after all."
"You made this yourself?"
Jiang Yuzhu held the hairpin in her hand and rubbed it. The details were handled very well and it didn't look like the work of an amateur at all.
If it were someone else, Jiang Yuzhu would definitely be suspicious, but he was different. He was Xie Zhao, omnipotent.
Jiang Yuzhu was very satisfied with the gift she received. Seeing Xie Zhao's aloofness, she knew she was in the wrong and said, "I haven't had my period yet. How about we study some pornography tonight?"
There was a staircase, and Xie Zhao hurriedly responded, "I will listen to Madam."
Jiang Yuzhu sensed something was wrong but couldn't put her finger on it. She felt suspicious, wondering if Xie Zhao was so easy to appease?
It was over before she even started.
Just as I was about to think about it, I heard a noise by the window.
Xie Zhao opened the window and a carrier pigeon flew over immediately.
Jiang Yuzhu hurriedly found some water and corn to feed the pigeons, distractedly asking, "It's New Year's Day, isn't there another war outside the city?"
Today is the wedding day of my second brother and Princess Yutan. The soldiers are eating and drinking happily, so it is inevitable that they will relax a little.
Xie Zhao opened the note in the mailbox and twitched his lips: "No."
Many of the soldiers in the camp north of the city were gossipy.
Jiang Yuzhu came forward to take a look. There were only a few words on it: The tent collapsed.
The inner meaning is self-evident.
"Bridal chamber, is my second brother so brave?"
Jiang Yuzhu thought that it was worth it that she gave Princess Yutan the transparent bellyband as a weapon for her wedding night, and it was like dry firewood that could be ignited at any time.
"No, that doesn't seem like it. Is my second brother drunk and acting crazy?"
Jiang Yuzhu thought of her father Jiang Fulu's ugly drunken appearance and rubbed her aching forehead. "Alas, he is my second brother after all. I just hope my second sister-in-law will kick him gently."
"Madam, come out and take a look!"
Hongli stood at the door and shouted excitedly.
I didn’t expect that in the north, I could see a small lantern festival on New Year’s Eve.
Hearing the sound, Jiang Yuzhu lifted the cotton door curtain and asked in surprise, "Who did this?"
Dozens of lanterns of various sizes were already hanging in the courtyard.
Lanterns were hung high and low, and there were also snowman ice lanterns on the ground, which Jiang Yuzhu had never seen before.
"Madam, this is a fairy ice lantern, made according to the southern technique."
The fairy face is completely based on Jiang Yuzhu's portrait, and the dress is made of silk.
When the wind blows, the dress flutters in the wind, giving a feeling of floating in the air.
Gong Huai took a step forward and replied carefully, "I didn't report it in advance..."
Ever since he was bought as a servant, Gong Huai has been living a carefree life.
Having been a servant for many years, he never thought that he could live such a good life.
Although they had to work every day, the atmosphere was relaxed and the wife had a gentle temper. She often took them out for meals and drinks without even a word of scolding.
It’s the New Year, and it’s also the first year for these criminal slaves in the north.
Behind the wife's back, everyone gathered together to discuss, just to give her a surprise.
As long as they get a look from the lady, their efforts will not be in vain.
Jiang Yuzhu was too surprised to blame anyone. She gave the anxious servant an encouraging look and said with a smile, "You can enjoy the lanterns without leaving your house. I'm afraid our house is the only one in the north that does this, right?"
Invite people from the general's mansion to come and watch it in two nights. The lantern can stay lit until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.
Gong Huai breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly introduced: "Madam, the snowman ice lantern is made of ice that Huang Dali and Huang Xiaomei dug out from the river."
There are also small bowl ice lanterns hanging on the trees. There are pine and cypress leaves and plum blossoms inside the transparent ice. Even if you put a piece of red paper cutting, the frozen ice will look like a work of art.
After watching the lanterns for half an hour, Jiang Yuzhu's nose tip turned red from the cold and she was reluctant to go back to her room.
Without a camera, how can you capture the beautiful scenery before your eyes?
"Madam, your husband will draw a picture for you as a souvenir."
Xie Zhao thought for a moment and went straight to the study.
In just one stick of incense, Xie Zhao painted a picture of a beauty.
Just as he said, he had a photographic memory, and every scene was like engraved in his mind, even the placement of the lanterns was exactly the same.
But next to Jiang Yuzhu, Xie Zhao appeared in the picture.
Although it was drawn with only a few strokes and even the face could not be seen clearly, it showed full charm and mystery. The beauty painting was completely dominated by Xie Zhao.
Jiang Yuzhu: “…”
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