Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

If you are sent to get married

Zhaoyang didn't dare to think about what kind of man she would marry.

After Eunuch Li conveyed the emperor's words, Zhaoyang became completely quiet.

I didn’t dare to cry, and I didn’t dare to make a fuss.

If she was sent to Jingxiang Temple, she would go there obediently, and she would be able to come back in about a year.

When this incident reached Yun Si's ears, it was already approaching the Spring Festival.

Although the weather is cold and it snows heavily from time to time, the festive Spring Festival is coming, and naturally every household is busy preparing for the New Year.

So when Princess Zhaoyang left, Yun Si also heard the news and forgot about it in the blink of an eye.

She was happily in the back kitchen, looking at the rice cakes and rice dumplings bought by the cooks, as well as all kinds of candies and biscuits, and watching the servants pasting the Spring Festival couplets and hanging red rope knots under the eaves.

Everyone is busy preparing for the festival, and the house is also full of joy.

Yun Si sat under the eaves of the corridor, swaying her legs, looking at the celebrations everywhere, and suddenly thought that she seemed to have not returned to Heifeng Village for a long time.

I don’t know what’s going on with Black Wind Village.

When she came to this small world, it was also the Spring Festival.

Although the people in Heifeng Village are all robbers, they are very kind to their own people.

During the Spring Festival, everyone gives out thick red envelopes to wish for good luck in the coming year.

The lively atmosphere made her like the environment and the people there very much.

She liked those simple and kind people very much.

If she hadn't met Rong Li, she would probably have been willing to stay there for the rest of her life.

Yun Si tilted her head on the pillar of the corridor and sat on the railing of the corridor, quietly looking at the clear sky today, lost in thought.

In the pond next to the promenade, dozens of fish sank to the bottom of the pond, swimming from time to time. Her bright red skirt was reflected in the clear water, which was extremely gorgeous.

At night, Rong Li came back from debriefing, his body covered with dew and cold air.

I don't know when it started snowing again outside, and the snow was falling silently.

When it fell, the ground was covered with silver frost, so pure and clear.

Now, the Master Taifu, who is becoming more and more cold and dignified, returns home through the snow.

Put away the umbrella, push the door gently, and then look at the figure on the bed habitually.

Seeing the woman sleeping peacefully on the bed, with a light on in the room, his eyes felt slightly warm, and he turned around and closed the door gently.

Afraid of waking her up, his movements were always very gentle, so gentle that he could only hear the slight sound of snow falling outside, but not even a single sound of his movements.

After taking off his clothes, he placed the small lamp on the high platform as usual.

The light inside the house is very soft and will not disturb the people sleeping inside.

He got on the bed, slowly lifted the quilt, and lay down.

He put a pillow close to the person inside and hugged her tenderly.

She moved, turned around, and opened her sleepy eyes slightly.

The Taifu lost his coldness, hugged her, touched her soft cheek, and then patted her back gently.

"Go to sleep." He coaxed softly.

Like a cat, she snorted twice, buried herself in his arms, yawned, and said, "You came back so late."

He kissed her forehead and whispered, "I'm sorry, I was delayed because of something. I won't be here tomorrow."

During the Spring Festival, court officials will also have corresponding suspension days, ranging from ten days to seven days, so starting from tomorrow, he will no longer have to go to court for the time being.