The New Year was lively, and it was the day of the Lantern Festival.
Princess Jing'an ordered people to hang up all kinds of lanterns to decorate the courtyard with brilliance. invited all the concubines and Jing to her courtyard to enjoy the lanterns, and set up a large copper stove in the small hall, boiling the fragrant soup pot.
The soup pot has been conditioned by the chef by her side, and even if it is just a vegetarian soup, it tastes extremely delicious.
The ingredients here are much richer than the soup pots that Comet cooks in the yard, in addition to vegetables such as cabbage and radishes, which are only available in winter, there are also dried bamboo shoots, tofu marinated in advance, snow fungus mushrooms, and so on.
After getting along with each other for these days, Princess Jing'an and the concubines have come and gone more.
After all, they are all people who came out of the palace, and they also have common topics when chatting.
Liangchen and Meijing stood behind the women, holding a long silver soup spoon, and took the little maid to distribute the soup to everyone.
Princess Jing'an asked Fang Jinshu to sit next to her, and the conversation was very intimate.
Jinghe saw the interaction between the two on the opposite side, his eyebrows were still lazy smiles, but the joy in his eyes was real.
Jing changed his previous style, with a faint smile on his face, and raised his glass and said, "Aunt Jing'an, niece, thank you for taking care of you a few days ago."
There is nothing else here, I thank you with tea instead of wine, and I will come to thank you after returning to Beijing. ” After that, she covered her mouth with her hand and drank the tea soup in her hand.
Princess Jing'an raised her eyebrows and said, "Have you thought about it?"
” Since he wants to return to Beijing, he has made up his mind to return to the vulgar.
As a cousin, since she heard it, she had to take care of it.
She nodded and said, "My aunt admonished me, I thought about it, I can't waste my time like this anymore." ” When she was sick, Princess Jing'an not only sent someone to take care of her, but also made a special trip to visit.
During the visit, he looked down on her self-abandonment behavior, and admonished her.
Hearing her say this at this time, Princess Jing'an high-fived and said, "Okay!
This is my princess Gomang.
You're in your prime, so why bother with the past!
When you go back to Beijing, if you need anything, just come to me. ” He lowered his eyes to hide the emotional ups and downs in his eyes, responded in a low voice, and said, "Sijie thanked the imperial aunt for her grace." ” Princess Jing'an laughed and said, "Happy!
As long as you don't get as greasy and crooked as before, I can still make decisions for you in Beijing.
She rarely makes such promises, and if it weren't for the special nature of this place, she wouldn't have paid attention to Wei Sijie, a junior.
Hearing that she was going to return to the vulgar, the other concubines also congratulated her, and some said: "The princess is such a good year, and the children of Beijing will definitely admire and follow." ” Others said: "The princess has returned to Beijing, but don't forget us." ” "I have something here, I want to ask the princess to help me bring it to my family."
Silence smiled one by one, and from her face, she could no longer see the previous indifference and tiredness.
Instead, she is a woman with long sleeves who is good at dancing and does not snub anyone.
Fang Jinshu sighed in his heart.
There is no one here who knows how to be quiet better than her.
She did not let go of her hatred, but buried the hatred in her heart deeper.
What really happened to her, and what prompted her to make such a decision?
I don't know.
Returning to Beijing after being quiet is not just to regain the prosperity of the world.
But Fang Jinshu rummaged through his memories and didn't find anything about her.
Could it be that after she returned to Beijing, she has been so obscure?
Isn't that contrary to her purpose?
Drinking the soup in small sips, Fang Jinshu felt that this matter was extremely contradictory, and he couldn't grasp the point.
Simply forget about it.
Jing is an adult, and she is also the bloodline left by the first emperor, even if she wants to care about her fate, she can't do it.
In the future, if there is an opportunity, I will repay her loving heart.
When it was dispersed, it was already the middle of the moon.
Walking out of the courtyard full of lights, Fang Jinshu took Fang Fei back to his room.
Looking at the silver light of the full moon outside the window, she missed her family in her heart.
Before I knew it, I had been here for more than four months.
At this time, what are the Fang family's parents, brothers and sisters doing?
Are you traveling as a family, enjoying the Lantern Festival, or eating Lantern Festival at home?
On such a beautiful night, Fang Jinshu couldn't sleep for a long time.
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She felt as if she had really become a nine-year-old girl, the youngest daughter of the Fang family.
After becoming a queen in her previous life, she was cold-hearted and resolute in killing, and she was gradually leaving herself.
This made her mind a little confused.
The warm family affection of the Fang family wrapped himself and let him immerse himself in it.
When I arrived at this nunnery, I was already prepared for hard work.
Because of Mrs.
Jingchen's multi-faceted care, she was able to quickly integrate into the life here.
Later, he got acquainted with Han Ruyan, Jinghe, and Jing, and approached Princess Jing'an as scheduled.
The years in the nunnery were not as difficult as imagined, but they were full of harvest.
In his previous life, he cultivated for decades before he armed his heart with a hard shell, but now there is a tendency to slowly soften.
Fang Fei was already asleep, and she let out a shallow breathing sound.
Fang Jinshu tossed and turned on the bed, his mood fluctuating.
These warmth were the ones she longed for in her previous life but could not get.
As the Empress Dowager Cao's life, there is really not much time to live for herself.
When she was in the boudoir, she wanted to win glory for the Dingguo Mansion; After getting married, she had to stand firm and maintain a husband and wife relationship with Emperor Qinglong for the sake of her family; When she entered the palace, she was full of enemies and people with ambiguous positions, forcing her to do her best to take every step......
At this time, thinking back on her past life, she was too tired to live, and she had to rely on herself for everything.
If you don't work hard, there will be an abyss behind you.
In the end, she had cultivated a body of copper skin and iron bones, and even her heart and intestines were erected with spikes.
Now that I have changed my identity, I can easily get love.
These warmth, softening the spikes on her heart, peeled off her hard shell.
Let her be full of happiness at the same time, but also endless fear.
Is this the weapon that once relied on for a living to be lost?
Uneasy, Fang Jinshu got up and wrapped a thick robe, gently opened the door, and walked out.
The clear light of the full moon shines on the courtyard, reflecting the snow on the treetops and rooftops, creating a silvery white world.
Taking a breath of cold air, Fang Jinshu felt that his mind was instantly much clearer, and he suppressed the complicated thoughts in his heart.
She looked at the moonlight in front of her, shook her head and chuckled.
Is it too hypocritical to worry about such a question?
However, she knows better that if such a knot is not cleared, I am afraid that it will affect her actions in the future.
Something like a heart knot is subtle, but it can't be ignored.
In her previous life, she had seen many people and many things, and some people could obviously live well, but because of their bad intentions, they ended up bleak.
No, when Master Jingchen has some leisure, ask her for advice.
Shitai Buddhism is profound, and there may be a way.
Fang Jinshu had just come up with a solution, and at this moment, she heard a soft "pop" sound in the distance.
It's as if someone accidentally stepped on a dry branch.
It wasn't loud, but it sounded very clear in the silence of the night.
Her heart sank, it was so late, everyone had rested, who could it be?
Could it be that there is a thief in the hermitage?
Mo said that the heavy snow outside blocked the road into the mountain, so he said that there was still Jin Wuwei guarding outside the nunnery, and it was impossible for thieves to come in.
At this time and now, how can there be a thief patronizing a clean clothes hermitage with little oil and water.
Between the lightning and flint, a vague memory suddenly flashed in Fang Jinshu's mind.