The Emperor is Expecting!

After Yandi dipped the candied fruit, Hua Ling happily held it in her hand. Seeing that it was still snowing outside, he couldn't help but feel agitated, and let the master Fu warm a pot of hot wine, make some side dishes, and send it to Nonyang Pavilion after a while.

The door was opened, and the snow was still boundlessly falling, falling beautifully.

Yan Shi said, "Do you want to make a snowman?" He remembered that when he was in Gaofu that day, the little princess wanted to make a snowman, but there was not enough snow, so she had to give up.

Hua Ling nodded fiercely: "Think about it!"

Yan Shi shook his hand: "Let's make a snowman, where do you want to make it?"

Hua Ling thought about it: "Let's just pile up at the door of the house. I want everyone to see that this is the snowman made by my brother and me."

Yan Shi smiled indulgently, "Okay."

There were several guards at the gate of the palace, and when they saw them coming here, they asked, "Master, princess, are you going out of the house? Please wait a moment, and the villain will prepare a carriage."

Yan Shi said: "Just in front of the house, you don't need to wait for you, do what you should do."

Hua Ling couldn't help but said, "Brother wants to make a snowman with me."

A member of the Wangfu family said: "!!!"

Snowmen, did they hear me right?

Hua Ling thought about it, and let the unattended candy gourd take it to a subordinate: "Do not eat it secretly, wait for me to finish the snowman."

The Xiaren held the sugar gourd like a rare treasure: "The princess gave the villain the courage, and the villain did not dare to eat."

The thick door squeaked open, Yan Shi walked out first, and Hua Ling followed him.

When I was outside, Yan Shi remembered something: "I forgot to wear gloves, and I told my subordinate to go back and get you a pair of gloves."

"I don't want to wear that, it's uncomfortable." Hua Ling looked at Yan Shi's hand. "Isn't my brother also not wearing it? This snow just started to feel cold. After a long time, the hands became hot. Besides, A snowman can't even feel the snow, what's the point of being piled up? "

Yan Shi thought for a while, but didn't insist anymore, and Hua Ling chose a position on the left side of the gate to pile up a snowman.

"Brother, I want to make a snowman as tall as you." Hua Ling shouted.

"it is good!"

"Brother, I want to make the best snowman in Obuchi."

"it is good!"

"Brother, I want to make a snowman who can stay in this world for a long time."

"it is good!"

"brother……"

The night was quiet, and Hua Ling's noisy voices kept coming far away.

Looking at the little princess's cheerful appearance, for a moment, Yan Shi felt that even if she could not win the throne, such a day was not bad.

Hua Ling is only responsible for building the snow, and Yan Xilai is responsible for the detailed work like carving the shape of a snowman.

The little princess squatted with her hands on her cheeks and waited patiently, and Yan Shi carved out a little shape, and she would get a sigh of admiration: "Wow! Brother is great!"

"Wow! Brother is amazing!"

"Wow! Brother is amazing!"

At the beginning, Yan Shi was a little embarrassed, but after listening too much, she became used to it.

Although it was night, pedestrians occasionally passed in front of the palace, and when they saw the snowmen making two people, they looked at each other with curiosity.

I don't know how long, under the concerted efforts of the two, a tall and beautiful snowman was finally piled up. Hua Ling returned to Nuanyang Pavilion to find some of the most beautiful buttons in her small box, and went to the kitchen to pick up the reddest and most beautiful pepper.

He carefully inserted these things into the snowman's face, making his eyes and mouth.

Hong Hong's mouth was crooked on both sides, as if laughing.

Hua Ling thought about it and took another candy cane and stuffed it into the snowman's arm

, A snowman is finally piled up.

Hua Ling stood in front of the snowman for a long time: "Brother, I really hope it can stand here forever."

Yan Shi put his hand in his palm and covered it: "If you like, when you want to make a snowman, make it when you want."

Hua Ling looked at it for a while, then he reluctantly took Yan Shi's hand: "Brother, let's go back to the house."

Arriving at Nuanyang Pavilion, Hua Ling looked at the white snow in the courtyard and said, "Brother, shall we make a snowman here tomorrow, okay? Then I can see it without leaving the house."

"OK." Yan Shi agreed with a smile.

When the master of the kitchen saw the two of them return, he sent the wine and dishes that Yan Shi had just asked for.

As soon as he came into the hot noodles in Nonyang Pavilion, Yan Shi put the dishes on a small table in front of the window, where he could see the snow.

"Brother, do you want to drink?" Hua Ling smelled the scent of wine in the air and sniffed her nose. In his memory, Yan Shi had never seen a drink.

Yan Shi pours a glass of wine: "The degree of this wine is not high, and a few glasses are fine, and the Ming court can also try it."

Hua Ling took the wine that Yan Shi poured for him, and after taking a small sip, his eyes sparkled: "It's delicious, not spicy at all, there is a floral fragrance and a sweet taste."

"This is Qingyue's wine made with peach blossom last year." Yan Shi also drank a glass. "It's only an altar, and I don't drink it often."

Hua Ling is not so happy just now. This heart is like soaking in the vinegar tank for many years. It is sour and astringent, but on the surface it also makes a happy look: "Qingyue son is so good, he can brew Such a good drink, I must ask him for advice next year. "

Yan Shi looked at the glass with a look of longing: "Okay, then I will have a mouthful to drink the wine brewed by Mingting himself."

When Hua Ling saw him smile so happily, he fluttered his wings and flew away.

"Brother, I see that Qu Gong really likes Qingyue Gong, how do you think of them both? Shall we help?" Hua Ling asked with ulterior motives.

Yan Shi's face was stiff, and she slowly placed the wine glass on the table. After thinking about it, she said, "Qu Gongzi is a person from Shifangmen. I have been driven out of the house."

"Ah?" The peanuts on Hualing's chopsticks fell back into the plate, and his face was incredible. "He, he's Shifangmen? Why?"

Yan Shi told Hua Ling everything she had done.

Hua Ling snorted after hearing: "I have long seen that he is not a good person, who is always with a bug, who is a normal person. I should have guessed what Shifangmen he was, I heard None of the people in Shifangmen is normal, but I do n’t know what he is lurking in the palace? But fortunately, he was discovered by my brother, who is really amazing. "

Yan Shi smiled. He didn't want to talk about this with the little princess, for nothing else, but Hualing was worried. He put a piece of vegetables in Hualing's bowl and said, "Eat more."

After consuming Hua Fang, Fang Ling thought and felt: "Brother, you just said that Qingyue was also when you let Qu Liu go away?"

Yan Shi nodded and nodded: "Yes."

Hua Ling's original expression of joy disappeared, and she was very upset with her small mouth: "Qingyue son knows this, how did I know about it now? My brother said that Qu Liuyu has gone for two days. If I do n’t Ask if I'll never know. "

The little vinegar tank just now returned with flapping wings, and the smell of wine in the room was covered up by the smell of vinegar.

Yan Shi really didn't expect the little princess to be troubled because of this: "I just don't want to worry you, after all, Qu Liuyu has been with us for so long before he discovered his true face."

"Huh, what." Hua Ling held her shoulders with her hands, tilted her head aside and refused to look at Yan Shi, "I will know this sooner or later. Isn't it the same thing that I worry about after I know it? Why don't you worry that Qingyue son is worried? , And also dealt with it with him behind me. Do you have to say that Qingyue can help you? That ’s why I let him handle it with you? I know, I ’m literary

No, neither martial arts. Except that you can eat more than you, nothing is better than you. "

The more Hua Ling said, the more she felt wronged, even her brother refused to cry.

"No." Yan Shi didn't coax someone, and she was a little bit messy. "I, I was ... blame me, blame me, blame me for not being thoughtful." Yan Shi said half, and didn't want to justify herself at that time. Jiang Qingyue has always been his left arm and right arm, and he will let him know immediately if there is anything, which is also the habit of years.

He didn't immediately tell Hualing that he was really worried about him, but later he forgot about it, but no matter what, he still blamed him.

Hua Ling grieved her mouth high, and it took the boss's strength to finally squeeze out a few golden peas: "I'm so sad and sad."

Yan Shi saw the little princess shed tears, and her heart hurt so much. She came to him and held him in her arms, and gently wiped the tears that fell down with her fingertips: "This is I was wrong because I was thinking badly. I confess that you will be punished and punished. Don't be sad, OK. "

Hua Ling clutched Yan Shi's clothes, buried her face in his chest, and couldn't hide the smile, but she also made a look of twitching.

When Yan Shi saw that he wasn't talking, he looked at his face: "Don't cry, it's nightmares to sleep at night."

Hua Ling pretended to draw again and again for a few times, and then said dullly: "Then I will forgive you this time, but I should let me know everything in the future."

"Okay." Yan Shi saw his tone softened a little, and then he eased a little. "No matter what happens in the future, I will let Mingting know first."

Hua Ling drew his nose and looked up at him: "I don't want to be angry with my brother, but it's just too sad." Speaking again here, pouting, staring angrily at Yan Shi.

Yan Shi's heart was about to break, and she sighed softly: "It's not that Mingting is angry with me. If I were, I would be angry too."

After lingering for a while, Hua Linghu drank a few glasses of wine with Yan Shi to see that it was getting late, and was ready to fall asleep after bathing.

The two were lying on the bed, Yan Shi slept inside, and Hua Ling slept outside.

After Hua Ling rolled over three or four times, Yan Shi raised one arm and asked anxiously: "Ming Ting can't sleep? But isn't he comfortable?"

"No brother." The expression on Hua Ling's face was a bit shy, and she slowly drilled into the quilt to cover her mouth and nose, leaving only a pair of dark and bright eyes outside. So I ca n’t sleep. "

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Yan Shi frowned slightly. "I'm going to prescribe a doctor."

Hua Ling busy grabbed Yan Shi's wrist, put his hand into the quilt, and put it on her body: "It's not comfortable here."

Yan Shi's face turned red immediately, and her palms felt like she was hot after a while and shrank back. Hua Ling drank some wine tonight, it should be the role of this wine.

"Brother, I can't sleep, it's uncomfortable." Hua Ling said softly.

Yan Shi lay back little by little, and pulled down Hua Ling's quilt to stop him from feeling bored: "Ming Ting, have you had this uncomfortable taste before?"

"Yes," Hua Ling paused for a while, speaking with a little shy tone in her voice, "On the night we got married."

Fortunately, the night could not see each other's faces, Yan Shi felt that her faces must have turned red: "What did you do then to be comfortable?"

"Brother, I know!" Hua Ling's eyes were about to shine, and flung towards Yan Shi.

Yan Shi thought to herself that she had abducted Hua Ling.

Hua Ling thought, finally coaxed people into his hands.

When the sky was bright, I heard Qingji's full-bodied voice, and it sounded through the whole palace: "Who is so bold! How dare to make a snowman in front of the palace!"

The concierge hurriedly rushed over: "It was the prince and the concubine piled up last night."

"Prince and princess?" Qingji hadn't even tasted yet, so she saw Yan Shi and Hua Ling slowly come here, busy

Hello in the past.

Hua Ling happily ran to the snowman and looked around: "Brother, it looks better during the day, it's so beautiful."

Yan Shi smiled: "When I come back, let's pile another one in Nonyang Pavilion."

Qingji's mouth opened as big as a stuffed egg. Before she could say anything else, she saw Yan Shi got on the carriage, and until she could no longer see the carriage, Hua Ling reluctantly returned to the palace.

Qingji shook his head and walked in, and always felt that the relationship between Wang Ye and the princess was different from the past? Also, why does Wang Ye always rub his waist?

One day later, it was a small year. This morning, Hua Ling specifically told Yan Shi that she must return early.

It didn't take long for it to get dark, and Yan Shi returned from Dali Temple.

When I went to the gate of the palace, I went to see the snowman on purpose. The snowman hadn't changed much, but the candy gourd in his hand had shrunk a lot. Yan Shi smiled and stepped into the house.

"Brother, you're back!" Hua Ling saw him at a glance in the Nuanyang Pavilion, busy opening the door for him, and letting him in. By the way, she cleared the big sister-in-law of Yan Shi and poured him a cup of hot tea. Yin is very good.

"What did Ming Ting do today?" Yan Shi came to the brazier and roasted her hands.

"Go to the Qingyue son and ask him to read to me for a while." Hua Ling said, sticking out her tongue, "but I fell asleep while listening."

Yan Shi smiled and stretched out a finger and scraped it on his nose: "It turned out that Qingyue still has this ability. If anyone can't sleep in the future, ask him to study in the past."

"Brother." The little princess shook Yan Shi's sleeve embarrassedly, and Yan Shi followed with a smile.

Hua Ling suddenly and mysteriously said: "Brother guess what shall we eat tonight?"

"What to eat?" Yan Shi thought for a while and wondered if it was Xiaonian. "Eat dumplings?"

"Guess it right." Hua Ling smiled, "But the dumplings haven't been packed yet. I met Mr. Shen yesterday. He said that when he celebrates Chinese New Year every year, he and Mr. Zhang will make dumplings by himself. We will go to the palace for Chinese New Year. I ca n’t do it myself, but today is a small year and a year. It ’s better to call everyone together today to make dumplings? It ’s lively. ”

Yan Shi is very interested in his proposal. This year, there are many people in the government, including Jiang Qingyue, Sang Yu, Qing Ji, Dumb, and Xiang Ying.

On New Year's Eve, he and Hua Ling are bound to enter the palace, and the few of them in the government probably don't have a good life, so it is better to pass ahead of time.

Yan Shi readily agreed, and told her to call them to Nuanyang Pavilion.

After people went there, Yan Shi suddenly remembered a very important thing: "Will Mingting make dumplings?"

Hua Ling also forgot this: "I won't ... but it's not difficult, the dumb dumplings are well wrapped, I can learn with her."

As he said, Dumb pushed the door and walked in. Yan Shi thought that she was old, so she found a good-looking room for her in the courtyard of Nuanyang Pavilion, and she didn't need her to attend on weekdays.

Hua Ling was very happy when she saw Dumbfounded: "Dumbfounded, I'm talking to my brother about making dumplings. My brother has called everyone, and we'll make dumplings in a while, but we won't make them You have to teach us. "

The dumb gestured a few times, which meant that it was all on her.

Jiang Qingyue arrived first, and Su Bai's robes made his handsome face even more deserted. Then Sang Yu, and then Qingji and Xiang Ying arrived. Although Qingji was a descendant, he grew up with Yan Shi in the palace from an early age. He accompanied Yan Shi through the most difficult years, and his relationship with Yan Shi was also extraordinary.

Several people heard that they were coming to make dumplings, but they felt a little strange.

The kitchen has already delivered live noodles and meat fillings. Hua Ling couldn't help but poke on the white surface with his fingers, and the surface suddenly recessed into a pit. After a while, the pit was slowly moving The ground rose up.

Dumb rubs the face again, then pulls out a piece, and slowly rubs out a long