The mountain streams are filled with light smoke and mist, and the movement is faint.
The mountains and rivers are preparing to resist the last freeze and then wake up from the freeze.
The bleak silence that remains at the end of the cold winter is quietly turning to bloom.
People in this continent celebrate the New Year on the same day, and everyone celebrates it together, so red has become the main color.
"Hey, it's not aligned over there yet.
Go a little further to the right.
It's not too far to the right.
Go a little further to the left."
In the past few days, the serious comparisons between the maids have always been ringing in my ears.
The Chinese New Year will be coming one day, and everyone in the Ninth Prince's residence is also busy.
Putting up window grilles and hanging lanterns, this was Feng Fuyao's first time celebrating the New Year at the foot of the mountain, and she had a lot of feelings.
In her previous life, as the young master of the No. 1 assassination family, she had no festivals.
Even if she thought about it, a bunch of servants and some people who protected her safety would stand around and watch her eat richly.
Since she came to Mingyue Continent, she has a master, a senior brother, Aunt Chan and Laoguai, a group of brothers who have grown up since childhood.
It is very lively.
"Fuyao, what are you thinking about?"
The man's clear and beautiful voice came from not far away.
Feng Fuyao closed her eyes in pain.
The society in this world was undemocratic, and they even squeezed the last bit of her labor force on the day before the New Year.
She was half leaning against the beauty under the window, holding a volume of books in her hand, a storybook to be precise, and weakly murmured, "I'm thinking about life."
These people almost made her hallucinate.
She was not allowed to go out or sleep every day.
She had to accompany this evil prince to read the Yuan Kingdom's cases and filter some simple memorials.
They said they wanted her to be by the side in case of emergency. , but it has been several days since I saw her.
She finally figured out that this prince was not favored at all.
He was so favored that he didn't need to go to court in the morning or pay his respects.
While other princes were still fighting to the death overtly and secretly, he had already calmly reviewed the memorial.
Other princes are not allowed to leave the palace and live alone after their wedding, unless they want to give up the throne and be crowned princes.
But this person, so far, does not even have a close maid, a green guard, bodyguard, and guard.
She doubts this.
Has he never touched any other sister-in-law except his mother?
However, the fact is that he now lives in the most luxurious mansion in Linyuan City.
Of course, my sister-in-law Liang wants to exclude her.
Now he has been included in the list of Longyang Lord by her.
Although she has to live with him under the same roof most of the day, she can hide as far away as possible.
Ji Ciyan looked at her across the scroll, thoughtfully, "Life, what kind of life."
In the book-scented ink room, the man's black hair is still intact, his face is picturesque, and his snow-clad face is like an immortal's smile.
There is a faint sense of alienation lingering around him, but when he looks at another person, his eyes are curled and weightless.
However, the beauty of this room was ruthlessly shattered.
The young master, who had his eyes closed, suddenly let out a strange cry.
His skin was as smooth as gelatin, like hibiscus from a distant mountain, and he had a faint smile, and a face with longing eyes and a sly smile.
After a moment, he instantly transferred to the side of the white-clothed young man like a flaming meteor.
The broken hair on Ji Ciyan's forehead rose and fell.
She looked at the suddenly crazy person calmly and asked softly: "What's wrong?"
Feng Fuyao now felt as if she had taken advantage of a loophole, and was in an extremely good mood.
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Just like a very stingy woman who fell in love with a skirt and suddenly found that the price of the skirt was missing a zero, she couldn't help but feel guilty again.
She laughed twice, and very considerately pulled his hair that was messed up by the wind caused by her.
"Your Highness, I want to ask you something very important."
"Ask."
Regarding her suddenly not avoiding him and actively getting close to him, Ji Ciyan expressed her cooperation and put down the things in her hands.
With a tone of discussion, she smiled flatteringly, "Um, I want to ask you, does it count as the second year after tomorrow?"
Afraid of his objection, she rushed to say, "You see, tomorrow is the New Year's Day.
It’s the new year.
I came here one year ago, and it will be the second year after that year.
If you agree with me, then I will definitely be more obedient in the future, okay?”
Ji Ciyan rubbed her forehead and glanced at her helplessly.
At first glance, this person was extremely intelligent, had a great temperament, and was very talented in good-bye etiquette.
But when you really get in touch with her, you will find that these are just words from her mouth.
The floating clouds are also something deeply buried in the bone marrow.
Playing tricks, cheating, taking advantage of loopholes, doing everything possible but being omnipotent.
He breathed a sigh of relief and looked at her with half-smiling eyes and eyes, "Okay, as you said, you don't have to be my counselor after two years."
I hope you won't regret it, he said in his heart He added silently.
Feng Fuyao immediately beamed when she heard his promise.
A good boy has a future.
She patted his shoulder and was still a little worried.
"Then why don't you sign a contract or something?"
He couldn't go back on such a great good thing.
Ji Ciyan shook her head gently, picked up the jade-colored transparent cup on the side and took a sip.
"No, as long as you don't forget it then."
Don't be afraid even if you forget, how can there be a way to make her Remember it forever.
"It's easy to say.
I will definitely remember it when the time comes."
Seeing that he agreed so happily, she thought about it carefully, but found nothing wrong.
Who cares, she could still suffer from such a good thing.
She had long been deceived by a certain prince's desireless and indifferent appearance.
Later, she not only refused to admit his fault, but even her good qualities failed to impress His Highness the Ninth Highness, who was now obedient to her.
In the end, I could only look at the blue sky speechlessly, with thousands of tears in my heart.
Ji Ciyan stood up and patted her robe.
Although he is not yet in his prime, he is already over 1.8 meters tall at the age of 18 and 19.
Feng Fuyao's height of 1.6 meters is simply not tall enough next to him.
That's a height difference of several generations.
He curled his lips and said slowly, "Go back and clean up.
I'll take you out for a walk later."
"Really?"
Did this person hear her voice?
He stretched out his finger and tapped it in the air.
He realized that it was not a joke for her.
The door flew open, and the meteor flashed past again.
He pursed his lips in a funny way, seeing that she was so anxious, maybe he had held her back for too long. ,, "Your Highness, don't you take an umbrella?"
Suihe asked from the side.
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Ji Ciyan stood at the door of the courtyard and said, "No need."
Suihe wiped the non-existent sweat on his head.
Seeing that it was going to snow, he didn't want to go out without a car or a shadow guard, and now he didn't even bring an umbrella.
He wore a large black robe over his snow-white brocade robe, and his original fairy-like temperament suddenly became regal.
In fact, he didn't have any color requirements when it came to dressing, as long as it wasn't too colorful.
Just fine.
"Your Highness, you have been waiting for a long time."
Feng Fuyao came over calmly this time.
As long as she was outside, she could still maintain a good image.
When Suihe saw Feng Fuyao again, he smiled.
To be precise, when he saw the umbrella in her hand, "Fuyao, you should have fun when you go out."
As long as His Highness allows it, he will not go there with thorns.
Emphasis on what Feng Fuyao called.
Feng Fuyao smiled and nodded, "Yes."
She has also come to understand this easy-going housekeeper in the past few days.
He is quite old-fashioned and warm-hearted, loves to talk and laugh, but you would never expect that he is already over sixty years old and looks only about forty. .
After finding the master, she must have a good communication with him and discuss the beauty-preserving technique.
"Haha, that's good.
Your Highness, I'll go down and do some work first."
After saying that, he bowed and walked away.
"Where's your umbrella?
Didn't you see it's going to snow?
Why didn't you bring an umbrella?"
Feng Fuyao stopped in front of him, picked up her umbrella and waved it in front of him, signaling.
Ji Ciyan did not speak, but frowned, tightened the straps of her cloak and tied a beautiful bow for her.
Feng Fuyao didn't care about his actions.
Now she was happy and only regarded him as a sign that the two brothers were good.
"The umbrella is in the warehouse, I'll get it."
Feng Fuyao took a look at the sky.
She had less time to play if she didn't go out.
She shook her head and joked: "It's better not to look for it.
My umbrella is very big.
If they are all men, you won't mind taking one." " "Let's go." ,, "Hey, sir, please come inside.
Our restaurant is delicious and not expensive, with a rich menu."
"Sister-in-law, how do you sell your chickens?"
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The street was bustling with people, but because of their outstanding appearance, pedestrians spontaneously gave way to them.
The people were discussing and guessing their identities.
As a prince, Ji Ciyan rarely came to such a busy city, and even ordinary officials rarely saw him.
Feng Fuyao never went down the mountain just because of those few words.
Rumor has it that few people can guess who she is.
"Candied haws on a stick, candied haws on a stick."
Listening to the hawker's cries, Feng Fuyao hurriedly ran over and bought the last few candied haws, leaving two outside and wrapping the rest.
Those candied haws were so smooth when she held them in her arms.
"Here."
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She picked up a candied haws and handed it to him.
Ji Ciyan's eyes flashed, she took it and watched her eating it happily.
Feng Fuyao took a bite.
It was seedless, and the candied skin was sweet and crisp.
The hawthorn was also sour, so it was sweet and sour.
"Well, this candied haws on ice is really good.
I will come here to eat it before the Chinese New Year next year."
"Okay."
Ji Ciyan was affected by her expression, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were also stained with smiles.
It was really that delicious.
Seeing that her hand holding the remaining candied haws was slightly red, he took it with his hand and helped her pull down the sleeve of the other hand.
Feng Fuyao didn't care much when he saw him taking it.
It's not good to have someone help you carry things.
When he saw that he didn't move, she asked, "You want to try it too?"
He smiled and opened his mouth to bite one.
It was sour, sweet, and satisfying, and filled his heart.
I don't know whether it was because of the feeling in his mouth or the person in front of him.
"Is it delicious?"
Feng Fuyao asked him nervously.
Ji Ciyan nodded and said with a smile: "It's delicious."
She patted her chest, "That's good, isn't it said that boys don't like sweets very much?
I just don't feel like you are that kind of person."
This Ninth Prince is quite different.
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Don't doubt it, it's you who is serious about collecting, hehe, give me some motivation.
My dear, dear baby, have you collected it today?
Ahem, I am a rare serious first fan.
I would like to sincerely thank you.
Thank you.
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