Xiao Yi didn't raise his head, and his pen was flying.

This little girl asked her to write poems, songs and essays seriously, but she couldn't write them.

She wrote gadgets like "thorn" and "flower paper" to people, but she was full of energy.

He gave an idea: "Every time you copy the same New Year greetings, which no one can see."

"Second brother, you are such a thief."

Nan Baoyi joked that he wrote the same congratulations on all the plum blossom papers.

Yu Wei came in from outside and smiled and said, "Master, Princess, someone is coming from the palace."

The eunuch wearing a palace robe stepped in and respectfully placed the food box on the short table: "Today, Laba, the emperor specially ordered to give porridge to the prince and the princess."

He smiled and took out two more posts from his arms: "This is an invitation to the New Year's Eve palace banquet. The emperor values ​​the prince and the princess. Please be sure to attend the palace banquet and accompany him to lively and lively."

Yu Wei gave the little eunuch money and sent him out in person.

Nan Baoyi put down the brush before curiously lifting the food box.

The Laba porridge produced by the Imperial Kitchen is made of red beans, walnuts, pine nuts, persimmons and chestnuts, and is glutinous and fragrant.

She took out a small cup: "Second brother, I'll serve you a bowl?"

"If you like it, don't worry about me."

Xiao Yi answered casually.

He had a file worth about one foot thick at hand, and he had to review it today.

As the New Year atmosphere becomes stronger, more and more criminal cases are occurring in Shengjing City and surrounding cities.

Killing and setting fires are endless, and small cases of crippling chickens are everywhere, such as someone's concubine running away with someone, someone's daughter's underwear stolen by someone, who's chicken is thrown away again, etc.

Even Xiao Yi was very sad.

Nan Baoyi scooped half a bowl of Laba porridge, and read Xiao Yi's review of the files while eating.

Those cases were so boring that she was impatient when she watched them, but Xiao Yi was still serious.

After all, he is a powerful minister, and he is different from a girl like her.

She thought about putting the porcelain bowl she had eaten into the food box.

She was afraid that when Xiao Yi finished reviewing the file, the Laba porridge would have cooled down and not taste good, so she put the small cup on a smoked cage and heated it up.

She yawned and sat next to Xiao Yi, holding her face and staying with him for a while. Her eyelids gradually couldn't hold on, and she finally changed her position and slept on the carpet.

Xiao Yi finally finished reviewing the file, and it was almost time for him to finish his life.

He put down his brush and slowly rubbed his forehead.

The window was covered with semi-transparent Korean paper.

There is no snow tonight, the clear moonlight shines in through the window, and the study room is full of light.

The plum shadows in the courtyard are mottled, adding a bit more bright and bright.

On a quiet winter night, Xiao Yi heard a smooth and long breath coming from beside him.

He lowered his eyes, the little girl curled up beside his legs and slept soundly, her thin white little hand grabbed a soft blanket of blue wool wool with gold grapes, but the blanket was not covered by her body.

Without wearing embroidered shoes, the left foot stretched out from under the hem of the heavy skirt. Because the lace of the silk stockings were loose, the snow-white silk stockings hung loosely on the toes.

Xiao Yi looked at it for a moment and covered her with a blanket.

Yu Guang fell on the side of the smoked cage, and the small gold-painted cup was placed on it in a regular manner. It seemed that the little girl was afraid that he would eat cold porridge and warmed it there.

Xiao Yi bent his lips and took the small cup and porcelain spoon.

Laba porridge is sweet and he doesn't like it much.

But when he thought that this was reserved by the little girl for him, he felt that sweet porridge was not very difficult to eat.

Nan Baoyi was awakened by his movements and rubbed her eyes.

She looked at the bright moon outside the window and was drowsy: "Laba is about to pass, second brother, you are eating porridge... Red beans fight ghosts, get rid of diseases and suppress evil spirits. If you don't drink Laba porridge on Laba Festival, you will be entangled by the little ghosts. I really worry."

Xiao Yi smiled with his lips pursed.

This little girl is afraid she is sleeping so hard and speaks so childishly.

He coaxed, "Laba is not over yet."

Nan Baoyi muttered peace and smoothly, then moved to his legs in a daze, pillowed on his knees, and fell asleep in the warm study.

Xiao Yi put down the small cup that ate clean.

He caresses the girl's blue and white hair and looks out the window.

The snow falls on the winter night, and the garden is quiet.

The clear moonlight shines under the west window, the mottled plum blossoms linger in the wind, and the charcoal fire in the room is warm and peaceful, as if the tenderness of the whole year has been cured.

During the Laba Festival in the 22nd year of Chongde, Xiao Yi has been to Nanyue for twenty years.

He lived a fulfilling and happy life.

...

It's New Year's Eve in a blink of an eye.

Nan Baoyi finally finished writing all the plum blossom notes, kept them in the box, waiting for the first lunar month to send servants to send these New Year’s greetings to every household.

After having lunch at Songheyuan for reunion, Nan Baoyi was about to attend the New Year's Eve palace banquet, but her second aunt suddenly found her.

The aunt, who has always been happy, held her hand and said, "Jiaojiao, after tonight, your sister will be sixteen years old, but the marriage has not been settled for a long time. Today's palace banquet, can you also take her into the palace to see the fun? If you can meet your favorite young master..."

Nan Baoyi immediately understood what she meant.

These days, my second aunt has turned pale because of her little cousin's marriage.

The rich young men from Shengjing City looked at them all, but they didn't look at each other.

Helplessly, I had to focus on the family of officials.

Nan Baoyi was afraid that his second aunt would turn white, so he quickly responded.

She looked at Nan Baozhu again.

Zhuzhu sat on the ring chair and was concentrating on eating walnuts.

In order to develop the population of the people, the South Vietnamese country stipulates that if a man of the people is twenty years old and a woman is not married yet, the local government will marry them.

As for whom you are matched, it depends on your fate.

My cousin is about to be sixteen years old, but she doesn't worry about the future at all.

Nan Baoyi really envies her for being free and easy.

The two sisters were dressed up properly, and the carriage from Prince Jing's mansion came to pick them up.

Nan Baozhu entered the palace for the first time and was quite nervous.

She sat in the carriage, taking photos from time to time, and said honestly: "Jiaojiao, you should protect me later in the palace, don't let me leave the order. I heard that the palace is very big, so I'm a little scared."

Nan Baoyi nodded: "I won't ask you to be alone."

After the initial nervousness, Nan Baozhu gradually became excited: "The New Year's Eve banquet in the palace must be very sumptuous. My mother is not here and no one cares about me. I can eat, drink and have fun with confidence."

Nan Baoyi smiled.

She illuminated the glass lights in the carriage and looked at Nan Baozhu in the mirror to look at himself.

Her little cousin is about to be sixteen years old, like a round, white and tender East bead. Although it is slightly plump than the ordinary beauty in the eyes of the world, it does not affect her beauty.

She held the little cousin's hand.

My sister's hands were soft and even her fingertips were warm.

She said that she would come to the palace to see her husband. She knew that Zhuzhu actually liked the young master quite well.

She just hopes that the young master will grow up quickly and that he can propose marriage to Zhuzhu as soon as possible.

When I came outside the palace, I saw the palace lanterns full of flowers, and the entire palace was like a city that never sleeps.

Nan Baoyi held his sister's hand and climbed Chengle Hall along the 7749th steps. While walking, he introduced the noble girl passing by to her.

Xiao Yi held his hands and followed slowly.

When I stepped on the last step, I saw Gu Chongshan standing under the eaves of the palace.

This cold and thin nine thousand years old played with the string of ebony beads and nodded to him in slightest.

Xiao Yi curled his lips and smiled.

It seems that everything is ready tonight, only the east wind is not needed.

,

I remembered the update date wrongly, it should be the 17th, and the wedding was also on the 17th
Chapter completed!