SWDnovel Chapter 275: Make the country rich and powerful, support Helian, and govern the country and bring pe
Chapter 275: Make the country rich and powerful, support Helian, and govern the country and bring pe
Chen Zui did not continue to answer Wang Miaomiao's questions.
He looked at the portrait of Yun Musheng in his hand affectionately, as if he and the painting in his hand were the only ones left in the world.
Seeing him like this, Wang Miaomiao felt uncomfortable asking any more questions.
She felt that when he said the time was coming soon, maybe he was referring to New Year's Eve, right?
Wang Miaomiao pulled up a chair and sat next to Chen Zui.
He had been in trance for a long time. Wang Miaomiao had long been accustomed to his coldness. After spending time with him for a long time, she would no longer feel embarrassed.
Waiting quietly, just waiting for Chen Zui to regain his senses.
Chen Zui looked at it for about a stick of incense before carefully putting the sketch in his hand into the box he had prepared in advance, along with other paintings.
Wang Miaomiao thought that it would be better to put them in a box, which would make it easier to store them together and prevent them from gathering dust.
"Chen Zui, tomorrow is New Year's Eve. I believe that my cousin will invite all the ministers and their families to the palace to celebrate the festival together as in previous years. Do you want to go? You didn't even go last year."
She looked at him eagerly, actually hoping that he would go.
Chen Zui put his fingers away from the portrait and said, "I won't go."
Sure enough, this answer made Wang Miaomiao a little disappointed, but she had no intention of forcing him.
He had his own reasons for not going, and there was no need for her to force him to go.
After spending a long time with Chen Zui, Gu Wangshu and others, Wang Miaomiao's mentality has undergone a huge change.
Now, she has a much calmer temper. She has long since put down her pride of being the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's Palace, and has learned to respect other people's ideas.
She raised a smile and said, "If you don't want to go, I won't go either. In fact, going to the palace is quite boring. Every year there are songs and dances on letters. I'm watching you too."
She paused, observing Chen Zui's expression, and found that Shenqing's expression didn't change at all, as if he didn't take what she said seriously at all.
Wang Miaomiao sighed inwardly, but asked in an expectant tone: "Chen Zui, can I come to the Hou Mansion to see you tomorrow?"
"My family must be going to the palace. I am the only one left in the Prime Minister's Mansion. It just so happens that you are the only one in the Marquis Mansion. How about I come and stay with you?"
Chen Zui gently closed the lid of the box and said casually: "It's up to you."
"So you agree?" Wang Miaomiao was prepared to be rejected. Unexpectedly, Chen Zui's answer was "It's up to you."
Chen ignored her the most and sat there minding his own business, staring at one spot in a daze.
Seeing him like this, Wang Miaomiao quickly shut her mouth.
She didn't know exactly what was going on in Chen Zui's mind, but she could probably guess that it was something related to Yun Musheng.
Wang Miaomiao knew that she could not replace Yun Musheng. The only thing she could do was to accompany him.
Chen was in a daze, and she was also in a daze. The two of them sat motionless, not disturbing each other, and seemed to be in perfect harmony.
When Chen Zui came back to his senses, he turned his eyes and found that Wang Miaomiao was deep in thought, not knowing what he was thinking.
He ignored her, picked up a military book on the table, and read through it quietly.
Chen Zhi knew that with the current national strength and status of Helian Kingdom, he was no longer needed.
He was just used to reading military books.
Time passed bit by bit, and it was sunset in the blink of an eye.
Wang Miaomiao and Chen Zui were brought back to their senses by the shouts outside the study.
"Master Marquis, dinner is ready."
"Okay." Chen Zui put down the book and responded softly.
As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up and walked past Wang Miaomiao.
Wang Miaomiao also stood up quickly and followed closely behind him. The two of them came to the restaurant.
When Chen Zui sat down, Wang Miaomiao also sat down opposite him very rudely, smiling at Chen Zui without even seeing her.
"Chen Zui, you wouldn't mind if I stayed for dinner, would you?"
Chen Zui didn't even look at her: "It's up to you."
These two words again.
Chen Zui has no interest in anyone or anything right now. If the servants in the mansion don't come to call him, he might even forget to eat.
Wang Miaomiao's heart was filled with sadness, but she suppressed it forcefully.
She picked up the bowls and chopsticks and ate slowly. As a lady, she had never forgotten the basic dining etiquette.
During the meal break, she would look at Chen Zui from time to time and found that Chen Zui ate very little, only a few centimeters, and lost his appetite after a few mouthfuls of soup.
"Chen Zui, eat more, you are too thin now."
"I am full."
"Just a little bit?"
"Ah."
Wang Miaomiao sighed, how could he make her feel at ease like this.
Wang Miaomiao tried to persuade her a few more times, but it still had no effect, so she finally gave up.
After dinner, it was completely dark. As a last resort, Wang Miaomiao had no choice but to go home.
"Chen Zui, can you send me off?"
When she said these words, she didn't have much hope at all. With Chen's coldest personality, she would definitely refuse him immediately.
But this time Chen Zui did not refuse. On the contrary, he agreed happily.
Just listen to him say: "Okay."
Wang Miaomiao thought she was hallucinating. How could Chen Zu agree to such a rude request?
The sun rises in the west?
"Chen Zui, why do I feel that you are different from usual today?"
Chen Zui asked casually: "What's the difference?"
"It just feels like you are more peaceful today than before. In the past, you would have refused my request."
Chen Zui just said "Oh" and did not answer Wang Miaomiao's question.
He stood up: "Let's go, I'll see you off."
"You really want me to leave quickly?" Wang Miaomiao said jokingly.
It's just that the target of her joke is someone as incomprehensible as Chen Zui, so she is destined to get no response.
"Hey!" Wang Miaomiao sighed, and then stood up.
She walked side by side with Chen Zui.
There was no trace of ambiguity between the two of them, just like ordinary friends, walking slowly in the Hou Mansion.
Lanterns were lit on both sides of the road, and the dim light fell on the two people, adding a different kind of warmth to them.
Wang Miaomiao looked up at Chen Zui and could only see his blurry side face.
At this moment, he was so thin that he seemed to be drifting away with the cold winter wind, more like a black shadow that was about to merge with the night and disappear from the world.
Such a feeling suddenly arose in Wang Miaomiao's heart, which made her shiver.
"Chen Zui."
"Ah."
"You...can't think about it, can you?"
Chen Zui was stunned for a moment, then raised his lips and seemed to be smiling: "Do I look like I can't think about it?"
"..." Wang Miaomiao felt like it was because she thought of this possibility that she asked.
"How about you live a good life and live a long life?"
Chen Zui's eyes became more and more profound: "I'm afraid it's a bit difficult to live a long life."
"Even if you can't live a long life, you still have to live well."
"OK......"
Seeing his agreement, Wang Miaomiao finally let go of her worries.
She thought that Chen Zui would not easily agree to other people's requests. As long as he agreed, he would definitely do it.
The two fell into silence again, and there was only the sound of footsteps in their ears, which was particularly clear in the dark night.
They quickly left the Marquis' Mansion and got into the carriage prepared in advance.
When they got to the carriage, Chen Zui leaned on the carriage and closed his eyes.
Wang Miaomiao looked at him boldly.
He has changed a lot compared to the first time I met him.
That year, he was named on the gold medal list and became the number one scholar in the gold medal subject. He was full of high spirits and his whole person was alive.
Before meeting Chen Zui, her inherent impression of the number one scholar was that of a nerd. It was not until she met Chen Zui that she discovered that the number one scholar could also be full of energy, tall and handsome, and capable of writing. He is capable of martial arts, quick thinking and deep scheming.
Later, another advantage was added to him: affection.
His only shortcoming seems to be that he is as cold as ice to people who don't care, and he is cruel and calculating.
However, this is actually not a big shortcoming. Because of this, he can analyze the situation calmly and make great contributions to the Helian Kingdom.
It can be said that without him, Helian Kingdom would not have been able to capture Mobei, Xuanyuan, Nalan and Dongling in five years so easily.
His talent was so outstanding that even though Wang Miaomiao knew that he had Yun Musheng in his heart, she still couldn't give up or fall in love with someone else.
He is perfect, both inside and outside, so perfect that people can't take their eyes off him.
It’s okay to be talented and capable, why is he still so affectionate?
There are countless women in the entire Yong'an City who admire Yun Mu Sheng.
Wang Miaomiao is also envious, but she knows a little more than others.
She had learned from the emperor's cousin and Gu Wangshu that Chen Zui didn't like Yun Musheng at first. He approached her because she was too beautiful and he just wanted to use her beauty to plot against other countries.
It's just that in the process of getting along with Yun Musheng, she gradually fell in love with him. Once she fell in love with him, she couldn't help herself.
Yun Musheng is both unfortunate and lucky.
At least Yun Musheng's feelings were reciprocated.
Wang Miaomiao was thinking a lot and looked at Chen Zui without blinking.
In the past, Chen Zui could still be called a young man, but now, his temperament has settled down, and coupled with the feeling of exhaustion coming from the inside out, his whole person has a heartbreaking feeling of fragmentation.
Wang Miaomiao couldn't quite describe that feeling, but just looking at him so quietly made people feel distressed.
At this moment, Wang Miaomiao was even thinking, did Chen Zu really plan to spend the rest of his life alone?
What kind of person can enter his heart?
She couldn't think of it and was sure she couldn't do it.
Suddenly, fireworks exploded in the sky, and the sound of firecrackers rang in my ears.
Wang Miaomiao saw that the moment Chen Zui heard the sound of firecrackers, his originally relaxed body tensed up instantly.
His fists were clenched tightly, and although there was not much expression on his face, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and even his breathing was a little messy.
Although it's not New Year's Eve yet, at the end of the year, people will still occasionally set off a few firecrackers.
Fortunately, the firecracker only went off once, otherwise Wang Miaomiao couldn't imagine how nervous and scared Chen Zui would be.
She wanted to comfort him, but she knew that no amount of comfort could heal the trauma in his heart.
In the end, Wang Miaomiao gave up. Instead of comforting him, perhaps it would be best for him to accompany him silently and let him calm down.
The fireworks that exploded in the sky soon withered, and the car windows slowly dimmed.
The deserted streets were quiet, and the car was even more eerily quiet.
The rhythmic sound of the carriage wheels rolling reached the ears, making people's hearts calm down.
Chen Zui's body was no longer tense and slowly relaxed.
Seeing this, Wang Miaomiao finally felt at ease.
The Hou Mansion is not very far from the Prime Minister's Mansion, only a cup of tea.
When the carriage stopped, Wang Miaomiao knew she was home.
"Chen Zui, I'm here."
Chen Zui opened his eyes and looked at her.
She smiled at him: "Thank you for taking me home."
"There is no need to thank me. You are His Majesty's cousin. It is my duty as a minister to escort you."
Wang Miaomiao: "..."
Chen Zui, do you really...have to be so raw?
Wang Miaomiao just smiled and said nothing more. After getting off the car, she waved to Chen Zui: "Be careful on the road."
Chen Zui nodded and lowered the car curtain.
The carriage turned around and headed towards the Marquis' Mansion.
Wang Miaomiao stood in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion, watching the carriage go away. Just like her relationship with Chen Zui, they had never been close.
There was nothing special about tonight, everything was the same as usual.
The night was silent, and it was the next day.
Today is New Year's Eve, the whole Yong'an City is very lively, and every household is preparing for New Year's Eve.
The Prime Minister's Mansion was also decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, but Wang Miaomiao was not in the mood.
She went to pay her respects to her mother, and informed her mother that today she asked the Marquis to accompany Chen Zui, and she could not enter the palace with them in the evening.
When Wang Miaomiao's mother heard this, she felt sorry for the woman who was hanging around a man all day but still couldn't capture his heart. But when she thought that that man was Chen Zui, she had nothing to say.
Many women from aristocratic families like Chen Zui.
However, no woman was more bold than Wang Miaomiao who took the initiative to go to the Hou Mansion to meet Chen Zui.
Wang Miaomiao's reputation is getting worse and worse, but it is also enviable.
Mrs. Wang patted her daughter's hand and gave her a few instructions, but did not stop her.
Wang Miaomiao had breakfast at home and then went to the Hou Mansion.
Chen Zui was in the house, but not in the study or bedroom, but in the kitchen.
When Wang Miaomiao was taken over by her servants, she had a question mark on her face.
Your Majesty, what are you doing in the kitchen?
Ever since Chen Zui led his troops to capture the Nalan Kingdom and returned to Yong'an, he had given Wang Miaomiao the feeling that he had been drained of all his strength and had lost interest in everything.
He didn't go to the court in the morning, let alone interact with any ministers. He stayed in the Marquis Mansion all day long, not knowing what he was doing every day.
This was also the first time that Wang Miaomiao knew that Chen Zui could cook.
When she came to the kitchen door, she saw Chen Zui making dumplings.
She stepped in and stood next to Chen Zui.
"I really can't believe that Mr. Hou actually knows how to make dumplings."
"Don't you know how?" Chen Zui asked.
"???" Wang Miaomiao's eyes widened: "Chen Zui, I am the eldest lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion. I have never touched Yang Chun Shui. How can I cook? I have never even been to the kitchen of my own house."
What Wang Miaomiao said was true. Not only had she never been to her own kitchen, she didn't even know where the kitchen was.
"Chen Zui, do you still need to make your own dumplings during the Chinese New Year? You are having a terrible time."
"I just want Mu Sheng to eat the dumplings I made myself." Chen stated calmly.
After Wang Miaomiao heard this, she couldn't help but feel distressed again.
If it weren't for Yun Musheng, you wouldn't come to the kitchen to make dumplings, right?
"Chen Zui, when you and Yun Musheng were in Nalan Kingdom, did you also make dumplings for her?"
"Yes, Mu Sheng likes to eat the dumplings I made."
Wang Miaomiao felt that Yun Musheng might not like eating the dumplings he made, but simply liked him as a person. No matter what he did, Yun Musheng would like it.
"Can I try?" Wang Miaomiao asked.
"what ever."
Those two words again. If Wang Miaomiao remembered correctly, he had already told her three times from yesterday to today that it's up to you.
Such a nonchalant tone really showed no emotion towards her at all.
No matter what she did, there wouldn't be any disturbance in his heart.
Wang Miaomiao took a deep breath. She had been liked by the cold for a long time, hadn't she?
Wang Miaomiao picked up a piece of Chen's rolled dough and followed his example, using chopsticks to put meat filling into the dough. The last step was to wrap the meat filling into the dough.
This step is also the most difficult. It was the first time Wang Miaomiao tried it and she didn’t know how to wrap it at all.
She could only look at Chen Zui's gestures and follow the gourd's pattern, but she still couldn't wrap it well. The fillings were either squeezed out, couldn't be wrapped, or were exposed, making her one head and two big.
Chen Zui smiled when he saw how busy she was.
"You can eat what you made yourself. Mu Sheng won't eat it, and neither will I."
"Tch! I won't let you eat it. The dumplings I make with thin skin and big fillings must be the most delicious."
Wang Miaomiao curled her lips at Chen Zui unconvinced and glared at him.
Are you looking down on her?
See how she impresses him.
The reason why she couldn't wrap it well was because the first time she tried it, it would definitely be better the second time, and the third time would be even better than the second time.
Wang Miaomiao was full of confidence, but when the second dumpling came out, it had no shape and looked like a dough ball.
She wrapped five bags in a row, and they all looked extremely ugly. Wang Miaomiao was so angry that she gave up immediately.
"Why don't you pack it?"
"I have five dumplings, which is enough for me."
"Oh, I thought it was because your bag was too ugly, so I gave up."
Wang Miaomiao gritted her teeth. He would definitely not say this to Yun Musheng.
She didn't believe that Yun Musheng could make dumplings when she was with him.
Wang Miaomiao guessed correctly this time. Yun Mu Sheng was also a rich young lady. She was good at music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but not good at cooking.
When she was in Nalan Kingdom, during her and Chen Zui's first New Year, she also wanted to let Chen Zui try her own cooking on a whim. As a result, the dumplings were made in large and small sizes, with either too much filling or too little filling. In the end, When cooked, it becomes a pot of porridge.
Chen Zui looked at the pot of porridge in front of him and asked, dumbfounded: "People eat dumplings on New Year's Eve, why should we eat vegetable porridge?"
This sentence made Yun Musheng laugh.
I originally planned to throw away the pot of porridge, but I didn't expect that Chen Zui would eat it all.
"Although it doesn't look very good, it tastes very good. It seems that Mu Sheng has a talent for cooking."
Yun Musheng, who was praised by Chen Zui at that time, really believed Chen Zui's words and often cooked food for him, but Chen Zui ate everything every time. Yun Mu Sheng was secretly happy, thinking that he really had something to eat. He has a talent for cooking, but he has no idea how terrible the food he makes tastes.
Thinking of this, a smile overflowed on Chen Zui's face.
When Wang Miaomiao saw it, she knew that he was thinking about the beauty of being with Yun Musheng again.
She stood aside without saying a word, waiting for Chen Zui to regain his composure and continue making dumplings, then asked: "Do you need me to help you burn firewood?"
"Well, we're going to cook the dumplings later. You can light the firewood first. I'll finish wrapping them and the water should be boiling."
Wang Miaomiao thought that burning firewood was not easy, but she didn't even know how to use flint, let alone light the firewood.
She had no choice but to walk out of the kitchen and find a servant outside to help her light the firewood.
Wang Miaomiao smiled awkwardly at Chen Zui: "It's not that I'm stupid, it's because it's my first time to use flint. It's normal if I don't know how to use it. I will definitely be able to light the firewood next time."
Wang Miaomiao like this reminded Chen most of Yun Musheng.
Yun Musheng is similar to her. She can't make a fire or cook. She is a real lady.
Since being with him, I have done many things that I have never done before.
At that time, although he had not fallen in love with Yun Musheng, he found her innocent and cute when he saw her clumsy.
When he first met Wang Miaomiao, he didn't have a good impression of her. The main reason was that he didn't like women pestering him at all.
Yun Musheng is very different from Wang Miaomiao in this aspect.
Yun Musheng's love is forbearing, reserved, and silently giving.
Wang Miaomiao, on the other hand, does not hesitate to let others know that she likes him passionately, and even if she pays, she still wants him to know.
In contrast, Chen Zui still prefers people with classical temperament like Yun Mu Sheng, but after getting along with Wang Miaomiao for a long time, he will find that she is not a bad person, at least not bad-hearted, and she can see any emotion at a glance When I came out, there was no scheming at all.
Chen most silently wrapped dumplings, while Wang Miaomiao silently added firewood to the stove.
The sound of burning firewood is very warm and sweet.
The heat of the flame spread and filled the entire kitchen, adding warmth to this cold New Year's Eve.
After a while, the water in the pot boiled.
At this time, Chen Zui also made dumplings.
He did not put all the dumplings into the pot, but only half of them. He also put the five ugly dumplings made by Wang Miaomiao into the pot.
After the dumplings were put into the pot and the lid was closed, Chen Zui and Wang Miaomiao sat by the stove to warm themselves up.
"You are not celebrating New Year's Eve at home, so why are you coming to my palace?"
"I can come whenever I want. Besides, there are many people in my family. One more person is not too much, and one person less than me is not too much. You are the only one in the Marquis Mansion. It is really deserted, so I am here to accompany you."
"You are a woman, and you still have to take your reputation into consideration."
"Oh my, the Marquis still knows how to care about me? Not bad, it seems that I haven't been hot and cold these days. The Marquis already knows how to care about people."
"..."
"Master Hou, isn't he shy?"
"No, if you don't care about reputation, I don't care either."
"Haha, still so heartless."
Wang Miaomiao was quite happy to say that he was ruthless. At least Chen Zui knew how to think about her. Although he didn't like her, at least he no longer regarded her as nothing.
The two of them chatted while warming themselves over the fire, and the dumplings were cooked very quickly in the big pot.
In less than a cup of tea, the dumplings are ready.
Chen Zui opened the pot, and the heat was rising, as if he was in clouds and mist.
When the heat dissipates, all the white and fat dumplings will swell up and float on the water, which proves that the dumplings are cooked.
But the dumpling soup was very turbid, because the five dumplings made by Wang Miaomiao were all boiled and exposed, just like the dumplings made by Yun Mu Sheng.
Fortunately, there were only five dumplings this time, so it wouldn't turn into a pot of porridge.
Chen Zui first took out Wang Miaomiao's five dumpling skins that had been boiled into pieces of soup with a strainer and put them into a bowl.
"Yours, eat it while it's hot."
Wang Miaomiao looked at the dumplings with only skins and no fillings in the bowl, and the corners of her mouth twitched.
"This is definitely not mine."
"Why isn't it yours?"
"The dumplings I made were big and round, with thin skin and big fillings. They didn't look like what they looked like in the bowl at all."
"Your dumplings are all overcooked, that's what they look like."
Wang Miaomiao refused to admit it.
When Chen Zui took out the dumplings he had made and put them into a bowl, she grabbed a bowl without ceremony.
"This bowl looks like it was made by me."
"You are too thick-skinned."
Wang Miaomiao rolled her eyes at him, picked up her chopsticks and started eating.
I have to say that the dumplings made by Chen Zui are particularly delicious. They are really thin-skinned and filled with large fillings. The fillings are also very delicious, tender and juicy.
Chen Zui saw her like this and said nothing.
Carrying two bowls of dumplings, she walked towards the study, followed closely by Wang Miaomiao like a follower.
When they arrived in the study, Chen Zui placed the dumplings he made that night in front of Yun Musheng's urn and lit three incense sticks for her.
"Mu Sheng, today is New Year's Eve, and I made dumplings specially for you."
After saying that, he picked up the bowl that Wang Miaomiao had packed.
"Mu Sheng, do you think this bowl of dumplings looks like the ones you made back then?" He said while eating, as if he was eating the delicacies of the world.
Wang Miaomiao finally understood that Chen Zui, the bastard, had used the dumplings she made as a substitute.
They were all overcooked dumplings. Chen Zui was eating the dumplings she had made, but he was recalling the taste of the dumplings Yun Musheng had made.
She was speechless and sad, and in the end she didn't say anything. She silently ate the dumplings made by Chen Zui and wished Yun Musheng a happy New Year's Eve with Chen Zui.
Time always flies when you stay with the people you like.
The whole day passed by in a blink of an eye, and soon after the sun set, the sound of firecrackers sounded.
At that time, Wang Miaomiao and Chen Zui were still cooking dumplings in the kitchen. This meal was dinner.
The moment the firecrackers went off, Wang Miaomiao's heart was lifted. Her eyes were observing Chen Zui momentarily, but she found that he was very calm today, as if he was no longer afraid of the sound of firecrackers.
However, his slightly trembling hands still revealed some of his pain.
Wang Miaomiao lowered her eyes and pretended not to see anything.
Chen Zui probably doesn’t want others to see his vulnerable side, right?
When the dumplings were cooked, the sound of firecrackers finally disappeared.
Just like at noon, Wang Miaomiao and Chen Zui came to the study together. They still gave a bowl of dumplings to Yun Musheng first, and Wang Miaomiao and Chen Zui each had a bowl of the remaining two bowls.
Halfway through eating the dumplings, Wang Miaomiao asked: "Chen Zui, are you really not going to go to the palace to watch the New Year with everyone?"
She thought that Chen Lingshi did not go to the palace because he was afraid of seeing fireworks, but his answer was: "I want to stay at home with Mu Sheng to watch the New Year. If I enter the palace, Mu Sheng will be alone on New Year's Eve."
Wang Miaomiao: "..."
After all, everything was for Yun Musheng.
The palace did not allow him to carry the urn. It was Chinese New Year, and no one wanted the urn to exist. This was very unlucky.
At this moment, Wang Miaomiao sighed sincerely: It is a pity that Chen Zui and Yun Musheng did not grow old together.
With Chen Zui's deep affection for Yun Musheng, if Yun Musheng were still alive, I don't know how many women would envy him.
What a trick.
Wang Miaomiao looked at Yun Musheng's urn and ate the dumplings. She didn't feel sick at all. On the contrary, she felt very sorry for Yun Musheng.
She knew that she would never have a chance to win Chen Zui's heart in her life.
But she was willing to stay with him when he was sad.
It was very valuable to her that he could treat her as a normal friend.
As a marquis, Chen Zui had a distinguished status, and was a popular figure among the emperor's cousin. He was also so young, and his future was boring.
Many people in the court wanted to make friends with him, but his personality was too special and he didn't make friends with anyone at all.
This also resulted in that during the holidays, no one came to the Hou Mansion to pay New Year greetings.
Wang Miaomiao couldn't bear that Chen Zui was all alone, so she was willing to stay with him, even if she could give him a little warmth.
She never bothered him again, just looked at him quietly.
She and Chen Zui were talking to each other all the time, and they got along very naturally and harmoniously.
The night got deeper and deeper, and Wang Miaomiao felt sleepy.
She couldn't help but lie down on the desk. She didn't intend to sleep, but her eyes kept fighting and her eyelids were very heavy. Slowly, she fell asleep.
Chen Zi, who was sitting opposite her, saw this and chuckled for a long time.
"Mu Sheng, what do you think of Wang Miaomiao?"
"She said she wanted to stay up late with me, but she fell asleep first."
He was talking to himself, as if Yun Musheng was really by his side.
His long and strong fingers gently touched the urn, as if touching Yun Musheng's face.
"Mu Sheng, do you think I'm sick? Or am I hallucinating? Why do I sometimes feel that you haven't left and are always by my side?"
His eyes looked around the study room, and finally settled on the inkstone on the right.
"When I was in Nalan Kingdom, whenever I sat in the study, you liked to grind it for me."
"Now, I am still sitting in the study, but you who grind for me will never appear again."
"I don't know if you have reincarnation. You are so kind and gentle. You will definitely be reincarnated into a good family. However, I am afraid that you will forget me after drinking Meng Po soup. But it doesn't matter. I will definitely not meet Po Meng when I meet her. If you know how to drink Meng Po soup, I will remember you in all my lifetimes, and I will find you no matter how many times I reincarnate."
"Mu Sheng, you must wait for me then. You can't like anyone until you meet me."
He said a lot, as if he was talking to himself, more like he was talking to Yun Musheng.
While speaking, there was a faint smile on his face, which was extremely gentle.
The candle on the desk suddenly swayed, as if being blown by the wind.
But the doors and windows of the study were closed, and there was no wind at all.
Chen Zui's eyes immediately flashed with stars.
"Mu Sheng, is that you?"
The study was quiet, and no one answered his words.
The light in Chen Zui's eyes gradually dimmed.
It's been a year. After such a long time, Mu Sheng should have been reincarnated long ago, right?
Who will she become?What has it become?
Everything was unknown, and the more unknown it was, the more panicked he became.
Chen Zui hugged Yun Musheng's urn, his eyes moist and red.
His face was pressed against the cold urn, trying to get closer to Yun Musheng.
I don’t know how long it took, but I suddenly heard the sound of firecrackers outside.
The fireworks lit up the window paper, and the crackling sound filled half the sky.
Wang Miaomiao, who was sleeping, was awakened by the sound of firecrackers and suddenly sat up from the table.
She got up too quickly, and her vision went dark. When she calmed down, she realized that Chen Zui was holding Yun Musheng's urn, burying his entire face in his arms, and couldn't help it. trembling.
Was he frightened by the sound of firecrackers?
Wang Miaomiao felt extremely distressed. She quickly stood up, walked to Chen Zui, and patted his back again and again.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. I will always be with you, and Yun Musheng will also protect you. She definitely doesn't want you to feel guilty for her whole life. I believe that with Yun Musheng's feelings for you, no matter how many times she reincarnates, Every time, I will put you in the most precious position in my heart."
Under her constant comfort, Chen Zhi stopped shivering, but did not raise his head, as if he was asleep.
Wang Miaomiao stood beside him, facing the door and window.
Fireworks were everywhere outside, rushing to explode in the sky, making it very lively.
I believe that everyone in the city was immersed in the joy of the New Year, but Chen Zui was the only one who felt like he was drowning, overwhelmed by endless pain.
Wang Miaomiao knew that the role she could play was limited, but she just wanted to be the last straw. As long as she could give Chen Zui a little hope, she was willing to do it.
The colorful light reflected on the window paper was so beautiful that it lasted for a whole stick of incense before gradually fading away.
When there were only a few fireworks left, Chen Zui raised his head from his arms.
Wang Miaomiao saw that his eyes were slightly red and knew that he must have cried.
It is said that men never shed tears easily, but what Chen is facing is indeed the separation of life and death from the person he loves most. No matter how powerful he is, it is the saddest thing that he will never be able to reunite with Yun Musheng again in this life.
"Thank you."
Wang Miaomiao did not expect that he would take the initiative to thank her.
She smiled at him: "If you want to thank me, have a good sleep tonight."
He also smiled at her: "Okay, I'll listen to you this time."
"It's getting late, I'll take you home."
"Yes, it's very late. It's really time to go home."
He stood up and walked towards the door first, with Wang Miaomiao following behind him.
The moment the door opened, Wang Miaomiao exclaimed.
"Wow! It's actually snowing."
The two of them stayed in the study for a long time, and they didn't know when it started to snow heavily outside.
There is no wind tonight, and heavy snow like feathers is falling from the sky, and the original color of the ground is no longer visible.
The eaves and tree branches were also covered with snow.
"With such heavy snow, I really don't want to go home." Wang Miaomiao sighed.
"If you don't go home, are you going to live in my house?"
"Hey, can you?"
"No." Chen Zui flatly refused.
"Why? You see, we are so familiar with each other. We can be considered good friends, right? What's wrong with friends staying over?"
"No." Chen Zui still insisted.
Wang Miaomiao actually just said it casually, jokingly. No matter how much she liked Chen Zui, with her upbringing, she would not be able to stay at the man's house.
"Why, are you afraid of rumors?"
Chen Zui shook his head: "What others do has nothing to do with me."
"That is?"
"I promised Mu Sheng that she is the only mistress in the Marquis Mansion, and she is the only woman welcome to stay."
"Okay okay, I see."
Wang Miaomiao was not angry even after being ruthlessly rejected. She was already very satisfied that Chen Zhi could brave the heavy snow to send her home.
The relationship between the two of them is very good, one point more is not too much, one point less is not enough, it is just right.
The two left the Hou Mansion, the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke, and occasionally someone would set off firecrackers.
On a snowy day, smelling the smoke of gunpowder and hearing the sound of firecrackers from time to time, in such an environment, there is an indescribable and beautiful artistic conception.
Wang Miaomiao likes the snowy day tonight very much.
When the carriage drove past the snow-covered road and the wheels crunched against the snow, Wang Miaomiao also found it particularly pleasant.
"If it snows so heavily overnight, there will definitely be a foot of snow. Tomorrow we can build snowmen and have snowball fights."
"..."
"Chen Zui, I will go to your house tomorrow to pay you New Year greetings. You have to prepare a big red envelope for me."
"it is good."
"Really?"
"real."
"Then we have an agreement. If you dare to lie to me, I will never be done with you."
"Ah."
Wang Miaomiao's mood seemed a little excited, and she didn't know whether it was because of Xue or because Chen Zui promised to give her a red envelope.
When they arrived in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Wang Miaomiao did not forget to emphasize again: "You must be at home and wait for me to go and pay you New Year's greetings, you know?"
"Ah."
"Don't go anywhere."
"Ah."
"Then...you go back quickly."
Chen Zui left in a carriage.
Wang Miaomiao watched the carriage disappear from sight before turning around.
She didn't know why, but her heart couldn't settle down. The excitement she had just now disappeared without a trace, leaving her with only endless emptiness.
Wang Miaomiao didn't think much and went straight back to her yard.
It snowed really hard this time.
It continued without stopping until the next day.
As soon as the genius was bright, Wang Miaomiao woke up. She took a look at the gray sky outside and planned to sleep for a while, but she couldn't fall asleep no matter what.
My heart was in a state of confusion and I couldn't get off my feet.
Wang Miaomiao stood up, dressed neatly, with a fox fur cloak on her body, and opened the door.
The howling cold wind suddenly came in, blowing her back two steps before she could stabilize herself.
There was no wind last night, but today there is wind and snow, and the temperature has dropped sharply.
Wang Miaomiao shrank her neck, put the cloak on her head, wrapped her body in the cloak, and walked out of the room.
The snow in the yard was swept away by servants, but the ground was soon covered with snow again.
Wang Miaomiao couldn't wait to see Chen Zui immediately, but on the first day of the new year, she had to go to her grandfather, father and mother to pay New Year's greetings.
She went quickly, and her family were a little surprised to see her coming so early.
Wang Miaomiao didn't delay for too long, and hurried out and headed towards the Hou Mansion.
When they arrived at the Hou Mansion, they were informed by the concierge that the Marquis was not here and left the house early in the morning with Yun Musheng's urn in his arms.
Somehow, Wang Miaomiao's heartbeat began to accelerate, and she always felt that something bad was going to happen.
She turned around and was about to leave when the concierge stopped her.
"Miss, this is what my Lord Marquis ordered his servant to give you."
Wang Miaomiao took a look and saw that it was actually a red envelope.
She took it and opened it, and there was a thick banknote inside.
She suddenly remembered what she had said last night. When she came to pay New Year greetings, she hoped that Chen Zui would give her a big red envelope.
Now that the red envelope is in hand, Chen Zui has disappeared.