The two of them scaled the walls and rooftops, bringing Guoguo into the Lan residence and then leaving her in the backyard.
Guoguo vaguely saw two figures, one of whom seemed to be Young Master Lan.
Guoguo tentatively asked in a low voice, "Is Young Master Lan here?"
Sanqi was startled: "Who?"
Lan Jingtang looked over and saw that this was the little girl who always followed Yuan'er. Could something have happened to Yuan'er?
He hurriedly got up and ran to Guoguo: "Did Yuan'er send you?"
Guoguo nodded and handed the box of dumplings in her hand to Lan Jingtang.
"Miss made dumplings by hand for the New Year. She asked me to share some dumplings with Young Master Lan as well."
Lan Jingtang took the dumplings; they were still warm.
There was also a small note on the box.
Lan Jingtang immediately opened the note.
Happy New Year! My hope is that in the new year, Lan Jing Tang will only be Lan Jing Tang, and nothing more. Try it, and you might have good luck!
Lan Jingtang chose the fattest dumpling, took a bite, and found a coin inside.
Guoguo smiled and said, "Congratulations, Young Master Lan, you ate the lucky dumpling. You're sure to have good luck in the new year."
Lan Jingtang savored the dumpling in his mouth. The dumpling skin was a bit thick, and there was a lot of meat filling inside. Although it wasn't the most exquisite dumpling, it was the most meaningful one he had ever eaten.
The bad mood that had lingered all night quietly dissipated, and Lan Jingtang said to Guoguo, "Please wish your young lady a Happy New Year for me too."
Guoguo nodded and prepared to leave.
Lan Jingtang suddenly called out to her, "Did she have a good day?"
"Miss got up early this morning to get dressed, prepared food, set off fireworks, and gave everyone New Year's gifts. Right now, she's probably taking a walk with the prince!"
Lan Jingtang thought: She must look beautiful today, it's a pity he won't get to see it. But as long as she's happy, that's all that matters.
After Guoguo left, Lan Jingtang stopped drinking.
He ate the dumplings in his bowl, not wanting to waste a single one.
Sanqi said helplessly, "Young master, why are you doing this to yourself?"
Lan Jingtang drove him away.
He didn't feel bitter at all. As long as she remembered him, even as a friend, that was enough.
*
At Chenyang Palace, An Yuan'er and Yi Chenli sat on a swing, welcoming the arrival of the second day at dawn.
Every year at this time, An Yuan'er would always fall asleep early because she couldn't stay awake, but this year she was very energetic. It was almost midnight and she was still chattering away.
"Roundball, aren't you afraid I'll be unhappy that you're delivering things to the Lan family?"
Yi Chenli didn't say much all night, but who would have thought that when he did speak, it would be about this.
An Yuan'er couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Yi Chenli, could you be any more petty? You're not jealous, are you?"
Yi Chen glanced away, his ears turning slightly red: "No."
"A man who says one thing but means another." An Yuan'er bluntly exposed him.
“He and I are just good friends. As a friend, I don’t want him to go astray. If he changes, I will really feel regret and pity,” An Yuan’er explained.
"But he may not only see you as a friend." When men get petty, they only care about the smallest things.
"You stingy person."
A cold wind blew by outside, and An Yuan'er shrank her hands.
"Yi Chenli, my hands are cold. May I put my hands inside your clothes?"
Before Yi Chenli could agree, the little girl put her icy hands inside his clothes, bringing a chill from outside.
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