The emperor asked: "Is the Lin family large?"
Xie Ning smiled when he thought about what happened at his uncle's house.
It was joy that came from the bottom of his heart.
Just thinking about it makes her so happy, which shows that she really grew up with her uncle's family, so she can have such a good relationship.
"I have three uncles and two aunts."
Xie Ning said, "I have four cousins and two cousins.
I am the youngest.
But I have been in the palace for three years.
Maybe now there are more uncles in the family.
Son, I am not the youngest one anymore.
He was not married and traveled all over the world.
In order to let him stay at home with peace of mind, his uncle detained his luggage and refused to pay him any money.
He ran away in the middle of the night with nothing.
When he came back half a year later, he was living a good life.
He also brought some money back.”
"Since entering the palace, I haven't sent any letters to my family."
Xie Ning said softly: "Uncle and the others are not in the capital, so it is not convenient to send messages."
During dinner, the dining room brought dumplings, and I knew it was her order.
The fat and white dumplings are placed on the plate, looking like little ingots.
Xie Ning picked up a dumpling, dipped it in vinegar and took a bite.
It goes without saying that the fillings of the dumplings are delicious, but Xie Ning was thinking of more than just the taste of the dumplings.
She remembered that when her aunt was cooking and making dumplings, she would help out.
However, her work was far less efficient than that of her aunt and cousin.
She was more of a troublemaker than a helper.
Later, her aunt gave her a piece of noodles and asked her to go aside and play by herself.
She used that piece of dough to make a little lamb that looked different, because she was born in the year of sheep.
Later, the cousin put the sheep into a steamer and steamed it, but she still cherished it and was reluctant to eat it.
Speaking of which, the Emperor seems to be born in the year of Tiger.
So what should I say about the current situation?
Isn’t it like a sheep entering a tiger’s mouth?
She endured laughter and finished the plate of dumplings.
She didn't dare to eat too much at night because it was snowy and slippery outside, so she couldn't go for a walk.
Even if she ate too much, she wouldn't be able to cope with it.
The emperor also enjoyed the meal.
It’s not that I haven’t eaten dumplings before, but when it comes to eating, you have to pay attention to the right time, place, and people.
As for the weather, it happens to be the winter solstice again.
Given the favorable location, he would be very comfortable in Yingxiang Pavilion.
Sometimes he even felt more comfortable than in Changning Palace.
When it comes to harmony, having someone by his side to accompany him is the most important thing.
People have always heard people say that dumplings represent reunion, but eating dumplings has never made him feel happy and reunited.
But the feeling today is different from before.
There was someone beside him who was serious about eating dumplings with him.
After eating and washing their hands, the two of them sat under the lamp.
The emperor took a book from the bookshelf and read it, but his mind was not on the book.
Qing He finished studying the ink and then retired.
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Xie Ning sat at the desk and started writing.
The emperor looked up at her from time to time.
She was very serious and focused when writing.
The candlelight reflected her face, and her skin was as delicate as a pearl with a hazy luster.
What she is writing is not like copying scriptures, nor is it a temporary post.
The emperor simply put down the book in his hand and went around behind her to read.
She is writing down today's events.
I woke up early and stayed in bed for a while, then retched for a while.
I wanted to eat fried noodles for breakfast, so I asked the kitchen to make them.
But when the kitchen rushed to make it and delivered it, she didn't want to eat it.
Instead, the taro paste mixed with caramel milk that was delivered together with the oil noodle cake made her greedy after smelling it, and she ate a full bowl.
Also, the new maid secretly made a fat snowman, only about a foot high.
She also used small beans to make eyes for the snowman and twisted red paper for the snowman to wear.
I got two hand stoves today and ate delicious dumplings.
"How to write these" When the emperor saw her writing this, the first thing he thought of was the daily note.
As the emperor, every move he makes is recorded at all times, even when he is in the Changning Palace.
It was a rare moment of relaxation in Yingxiang Pavilion.
But he didn't expect that she would write down her things, even though they were trivial things.
After Xie Ning finished writing the last word, he put down his pen and the emperor took the paper over and looked at it.
"I am afraid that I will forget."
Xie Ning said frankly: "After today, I may still remember it tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.
By next month, I may not remember it very vaguely.
I will think about it again at this time next year.
Today, 80% of the time I don’t remember anything.
Forget it if you're not happy."
She lowered her head and gently rubbed her slightly bulging belly: "I also want to write down the child's story.
Will he grow up again?
When will he move?
When I grow up, I can read these things and it will be like experiencing these things again.”
Xie Ning said to herself in her heart: If the emperor and her were not the same as they are now, she could also capture the sweet and precious memories of the past from these few words.
The emperor was stunned by what she said.
He didn't expect that she thought so.
After a while, the emperor asked her: "How many have you written?"
"Not many."
Xie Ning said, "Only seven or eight articles.
When I have enough, I will staple it into a book and keep it.
As I was writing, I was thinking, in fact, these records are like a running account, what I ate and played with What, it’s boring and boring.”
"Why do you mention me in just one sentence here?"
Of course he wouldn't say it, but he did consciously or unconsciously look for the mark he left between the lines.
But Xie Ning didn't say a word more than having dinner with the emperor and eating dumplings.
"I don't dare to act so boldly."
She wrote down that no one else could care about her own affairs, but if she recorded the emperor's whereabouts in detail, this was not what she should do due to her status.
"Write it down too."
The emperor put his hands on her shoulders and held the woman in his arms: "Maybe you will read this to your children in the future."
Xie Ning responded, she understood what the emperor meant.
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The emperor held her in his arms, Xie Ning leaned in his arms, and neither of them made a sound for a while.
"If you feel homesick, just send a letter back and ask them to come into the palace to see you."
Xie Ning was surprised and happy: "Really" The emperor smiled and nodded.
Xie Ning fell into ecstasy and wished he could write a letter home right away.
She had wanted to write so many times before, but there was no way to deliver it.
It was not easy for the people, things, and news in the palace to get out of the palace.
How much she had envied those whose families were in the capital.
Although she had to put in a lot of effort to make requests, she could still get information about her family and even send messages and money.
And her hometown is far enough away from the capital.
She really wants to know what happened at home in the past few years.
She wanted to know if her uncle was married and whether he would be homeless all year round.
She wanted to know if her eldest cousin had any children after getting married.
Before she entered the palace, her eldest cousin had just gotten married.
It had been almost three years now, so she should have had a baby.
She wanted to know if her uncle and aunt were in good health and if everything was going well at home.
I want to know if my cousin is married.
She wants to know everything.
As for herself, she didn't have much to talk about.
I have been silent in Yingxiang Pavilion for more than two years.
Looking back now, I can't quite remember how those days passed.
It seems that every day is a repetition of the previous day's life
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