Rong Zhen glanced at her calmly with his gentle eyes.

"Your Highness, the weather is getting colder and colder. I specially asked someone to stew a bowl of black chicken soup to visit you and help you get rid of the cold."

“That’s thoughtful.”

Xie Bingyan stood by his side, watching him drink the chicken soup contentedly, and handed the empty bowl to Mingyue.

"My Lord, you haven't spoken to the Princess for a long time. Isn't this a bad idea?"

"What's wrong with that?" Rong Zhen stared at her for a moment and saw that she had returned to her usual elegant and virtuous look.

"It's nothing, actually. I just don't want outsiders to spread gossip. Since Your Majesty really doesn't like my sister, why don't you just write a divorce letter..."

It has only been a year, but Xie Bingyan could no longer bear it. Since the prince hates Gu Yunru so much, he should make her his legal wife.

Rong Zhen's expression became a little subtle. Xie Bingyan thought she had said something inappropriate, and slowly lowered her head and said, "My Lord, if you don't want to, don't take my words to heart. In fact, my sister didn't do anything wrong."

"No, I think your idea is good."

Rong Zhen's sudden change of subject surprised her.

"My Lord, what do you mean?"

"Now I will have someone pass down an order to depose her."

It was just a small test, but she didn't expect him to take it seriously. Xie Bingyan immediately stopped him and shook her head.

"No need, my lord. I am just saying this casually. Please don't take it seriously."

Xie Bingyan held his arm tightly and leaned into his arms. Only in his arms could he feel comforted.

"As long as it is what you want, I will do my best." These words were spoken with a domineering oath. Holding her in his arms, Xie Bingyan felt extremely happy. She was the happiest person in the world.

After a night of heavy snow, Xie Bingyan's condition became worse and worse. Mingyue was so worried that she couldn't eat or sleep. She came to her side and said, "Miss, why don't you go to the palace to recuperate for the next few days? Staying in the palace will not help."

If she could return to the mansion, maybe the master could use his internal energy to rescue her. The prince knows nothing and just keeps doting on her. What should she do if this continues?

"Mingyue, don't bother anyone with this matter, and remember not to leak it out."

"But Miss, this concerns your life, how can Mingyue turn a blind eye to it!"

Mingyue said she didn't want to do what she wanted and was about to turn around and leave when she saw Rong Zhen standing at the door with two scrolls in his hands. He came to appreciate the paintings with her.

"Prince, you are here. Why is Mingyue still standing there? Hurry up and serve tea." Xie Bingyan gave her a look, and Mingyue retreated obediently without saying a word.

"Your Highness." Xie Bingyan stepped forward, took the scroll for him, and opened it to take a look.

"It's really an authentic work by Zhang Zeduan." Xie Bingyan's favorite painter was Zhang Zeduan. She didn't expect that he would actually bring Zhang Zeduan's scroll for her to appreciate.

"Of course it won't be false."

Rong Zhen looked as steady as a rock. He held her slender waist and came to sit down beside the table. Xie Bingyan was eager to learn. She stared at the scroll without missing a single part. She looked at Rong Zhen with a smile on her face. "My lord, I am very grateful that you can remember my preferences."

"This is as it should be. I just heard you and Mingyue arguing at the door. Are you homesick?" Xie Bingyan's face turned pale and she quickly changed the subject. "No. Mingyue is spoiled by me and she doesn't respect her parents. Your Majesty, please don't take it to heart."

"How could that be? Although there is a distinction between master and servant, sometimes it's okay to make some jokes."

"It's good that Your Majesty understands."

Xie Bingyan lazily snuggled in his arms, just wanting to sit quietly with him. Even if they were speechless, she felt happy.

Gu Yunru on the other side was chewing on a pig's trotter. Looking at the delicious food on the table, she grumbled, "It's almost New Year's Eve. No wonder we can see delicious fish and meat every day."

"Princess, please eat slowly. No one is going to snatch the food from you." Qing Xing couldn't help laughing when she saw her like this, and squatted beside her to pick up some food for her.

"Qingxing, please sit down and eat with me. It's so boring for me to eat alone." Gu Yunru pulled her to her side without saying a word, and ordered her to eat with him beside her.

On the other side, Qingshuang also prepared a table full of delicious food and wine. Seeing that Qingfeng had no expression on his face, she silently picked up some dishes and put them in his bowl.

"Husband, New Year's Eve is coming soon, and I want something."

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The two had been married for half a year, but Qingshuang had never asked for anything. Qingfeng felt guilty about her. As a husband, he did not show enough love and care for her. "Just tell me what you want, and I will find it for you."

"I want a child, a child belonging to you and me." Qingshuang thought to herself. She knew that Qingfeng's heart was not with her, but if the two of them had a child, perhaps the situation would be reversed.

Seeing Qingfeng's hesitant expression, Qingshuang walked straight to his side, wrapped her slender arms around his neck, and whispered softly in his ear, "My husband, I am your wife, you could have boldly possessed me.

Why are we two like strangers? Can't we be as loving as the prince and princess?"

Qingfeng did not respond.

He really had no interest in doing that with someone he had no feelings for, but Qingshuang became more and more excited as she spoke, and she directly put her hand into his clothes.

"Husband..." Qingshuang kissed his thin lips directly. Qingfeng felt a coolness on his lips. He responded to her and picked her up and put her horizontally on the bed.

After eating and drinking, Gu Yunru tried to take some powder to make fireworks. Fireworks should be set off on New Year's Eve to make the night lively.

"Princess, what are these?"

"You don't understand this kind of thing. It's flammable. Be careful." Gu Yunru gave her a simple science lesson and secretly bought the fireworks in the warehouse.

"Put your lanterns closer together and shovel all the snow in the yard into a big ball!"

It was a little difficult for Gu Yunru to build a snowman by himself, so he called the servants in the yard to come over to help. Everyone was having a great time and some even started snowball fights. At this moment, there was no distinction between high and low and everyone was treated equally. Gu Yunru also quickly joined the war.

Qing Xing rolled a big round ball and smiled slyly, "Princess, I will not show mercy." As she said that, she threw it hard, but unexpectedly it hit Rong Zhen's head.

No one saw clearly when the prince came in. They knelt on the ground in fear. Rong Zhen slowly wiped the snow off his face and looked at the absurd scene in front of him with a calm expression.