The Minister of Justice was still wearing a scarlet official robe.
He stood at the courtyard gate, bowed to Yuan Yao, and then said, "This humble official passed by here on his way to court and learned that the princess was here, so I came to say hello."
Yuan Yao glanced at Danqing.
Danqing had her head slightly lowered, revealing her fair neck and bright red ear tips.
Yuan Yao smiled and said, "Lord Zheng, today is a joyous occasion for the wedding of someone from my Qianhua Palace. Did you come here specifically to enjoy the celebratory wine?"
"Ahem!" Zheng Kuo, the Minister of Justice, coughed twice with a stern face.
The young princess saw through their scheme.
He cupped his hands in greeting to Manager Bai: "Congratulations on your wedding. Since it is inconvenient for me to go to the Bai residence, I will send my congratulatory gifts in advance."
Shopkeeper Bai smiled and returned the greeting: "Thank you, sir."
Zheng Kuo waved his hand and had someone deliver the congratulatory gift.
Manager Bai accepted the gift, and the people behind him brought up the wedding wine.
Zheng Kuo drank the wedding wine and said, "I have to go to court, so I'll be leaving now."
"Take care, Lord Zheng." Yuan Yao waved to him.
Zheng Kuo rarely smiled.
Upon seeing this, Yuan Yao had a sudden inspiration.
She said softly to Danqing and Jing'er, "Danqing, Jing'er, how can you be so ill-mannered?"
The Minister of Justice is leaving, won't he say a word?
Jing'er looked puzzled: "Princess..."
Danqing, suddenly inspired, lowered his head and said to Zheng Kuo, "It's freezing cold, Your Excellency... please wait."
Zheng Kuo, who had just raised one foot, suddenly stumbled.
The servant exclaimed in alarm, "Sir, be careful!"
As he spoke, he quickly went to help the person up.
Zheng Kuo straightened his clothes and hurriedly left the courtyard.
Yuan Yao found it amusing.
At this moment, Manager Bai looked at her, smiled, and shook his head.
Yuan Yao blinked.
Manager Bai immediately smiled.
Although she didn't know what her little princess and the groom were laughing about, Jing'er always felt that their sister Danqing's expression was very strange!
The wedding procession, having picked up Yu'er, marched joyfully to the Bai residence with gongs and drums blaring...
When the Great Qi Dynasty married, the bride was welcomed in the morning and the wedding ceremony was held at dusk.
Both Yu'er and Manager Bai have no parents.
However, the wedding ceremony was still held according to the established procedures.
When the wedding ceremony was held, the Ninth Prince made a special trip to attend.
With no elders to pay their respects to, the two of them solemnly performed a grand salute to the Ninth Prince.
The Bai residence was bustling with activity all day long...
Once Yu'er and Manager Bai's wedding was over, the year was drawing to a close.
On New Year's Eve, the palace was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations.
This is Yuan Yao's first New Year in this ancient era.
It was grand and lively.
This year's Lunar New Year's Eve banquet was held in the Xianghe Hall.
Danqing took a pink dress and helped Yuanyao change into it. Then, she took a red cloak and draped it over her shoulders.
Yuan Yao looked at her red reflection in the mirror and asked, "Isn't this outfit a bit too red?"
The Ninth Prince slowly entered from outside the palace, a smile playing on his lips, and said, "Red is more festive."
"Daddy, you're back! Is it cold outside?" Yuan Yao ran over happily.
Today, I am not supposed to attend court, but I heard that a heavy snow has fallen at the border between the Northern Barbarians and the Great Qi.
A fight broke out at the trade market over food.
The urgent letter, delivered by the courier, was rushed into the palace.
Even during the Lunar New Year, the emperor summoned the Grand Secretary to discuss state affairs...
The Ninth Prince's large hands were icy cold. He reached out his fingertips and gently touched Yuan Yao's cheek: "Is it cold?"
"It's cold!" Yuan Yao looked up and hugged his big hand: "Daddy, let Yao'er warm your hands?"
"That won't do." The Ninth Prince withdrew his hand: "If you smother Xiao Yao'er, I'll feel sorry for her."
Yuan Yao exclaimed anxiously, "How could Yao'er be so easily broken?"
The Ninth Prince lightly flicked her forehead: "If I say it exists, then it exists."
The scene of the father and daughter together is warm and harmonious.
Danqing said gently, "Your Majesty, hot water has been prepared in the side room. Please go and soak in it."
"Um."
Before the evening banquet, the Ninth Prince soaked in hot water, changed into a festive red robe with wide sleeves, and draped a magnificent black cloak over his shoulders.
The most luxurious and opulent flowers in the world are nothing more than this.
As dusk fell, the Ninth Prince carried Yuan Yao in his arms, while Tang Yuan frolicked happily, and the group headed towards the Xianghe Hall.
The Xianghe Hall was brightly lit.
Inside, charcoal fires burned, and even before entering, waves of heat swept over you.
Yuan Yao nestled in the Ninth Prince's arms: "It's so warm here!"
The Ninth Prince said calmly, "If Xiao Yao'er is afraid of the cold, I'll have someone add a few more basins of charcoal later."
Yuan Yao rubbed the tip of her nose: "Qianhua Palace actually burns quite a lot of charcoal, but the palace is too big, so the heat escapes, which is why it feels cold."
"Oh?" The Ninth Prince looked down at her. "Then what do you think is the best way to stay warm?"
Want to keep Qianhua Palace from getting cold?
You'll need to install something like underfloor heating, right?
This is ancient times; installing underfloor heating would be too much trouble!
Yuan Yao rubbed her nose and said sweetly, "I won't be cold if Daddy holds me!"
The Ninth Prince chuckled: "You little dumpling..."
Upon entering the hall, someone immediately came to guide us to our seats.
Because it was a palace banquet, there were no separate seats for men and women.
The Emperor and Empress had already arrived at the head seat. To the lower right sat Consort Lin, while to the lower left was an empty seat, reserved for the Crown Prince, who sat slightly below the empty seat…
Li Deshan personally came to greet her: "Your Majesty, Princess, please take a seat."
The Ninth Prince carried Yuan Yao and strode to the empty table, where he sat down.
Everyone's here now.
After the emperor raised his cup and offered some words of blessing, the singing and dancing began.
Yuan Yao sat in the arms of the Ninth Prince, obediently eating her food and enjoying the song and dance.
After eating for a while, Huairou came to find her: "Yao'er, do you want to go out for some fresh air?"
Breathable?
Yuan Yao said, "But it's so cold outside!"
“Yao’er…” Huairou hesitated for a moment before whispering, “Just now, I saw Yunchan go out…”
He seemed to be in a bad mood.
I've been thinking about it, and in this palace, you're the only one who's relatively close to him...
Why don't you... go and see him?
After speaking, Huairou looked at the Ninth Prince.
The Ninth Prince said calmly, "Go, but don't go too far. If you can't find anyone, just come back."
"Mmm!" Yuan Yao's eyes lit up. "Thank you, Daddy!"
Huairou said, "Your Majesty, don't worry, I'll go with Yao'er."
The Nine Thousand Years Old remained noncommittal.
Yuan Yao got up and, led by Huai Rou, left the Xianghe Hall.
No snow tonight.
The sky is so clear and beautiful.
Unfortunately, it was during the snow melt, and water froze instantly, making it extremely cold.
After leaving Xianghe Hall, Huairou wrapped Yuan Yao's cloak tightly around her.
Tangyuan, as if playing happily, sniffed the air and ran towards the garden.
Yuan Yao trembled slightly and said helplessly, "Tangyuan, slow down, be careful not to bump into people!"
"Aww!" Tangyuan cried out happily and ran even faster.
Two people and a tiger were in the garden under the plum blossoms when they saw Yun Chan dressed in a snow-white robe.
Huairou said softly, "Yao'er, I'll wait for you here. Go and see what's wrong with Yunchan."
"Uh-huh!"
Yuan Yao pulled her cloak tighter, and with her short legs, she walked unsteadily to Yun Chan's side.
She tilted her head and leaned her little head over: "Yun Chan, what's wrong?"
Caught off guard, she noticed a tear clinging to Yun Chan's eyelashes.
Yuan Yao was stunned: "You..."
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