Chapter 66 - The New Year
After Chu Yi Chen left the palace, he rode his horse all the way back to the mansion and rushed straight into the bedroom.
The five imperial physicians were still standing in the courtyard, discussing countermeasures. When they saw that he had returned, they all wanted to greet him respectfully. However, he rushed into his bedroom like a gust of wind, completely ignoring them.
Ye Jingxuan was guarding Zhuo Qingyan's bedside. Looking at Zhuo Qingyan's face, which was flushed red from fever and her eyes were tightly shut, his heart rose to his throat.
He asked Ye Jingxuan, "Why aren't you awake yet?"
"How can I wake up without taking the antidote? The people outside are still guarding the door, do you want to expose yourself?" Then wouldn't this girl have suffered for nothing? " Ye Jingxuan glared at him.
When Chu Yi Chen heard this, he was right. He turned around and had his doctors sent away. He then ordered his servants to not enter the palace unless there were a few people present.
After the time it took for half an incense stick to burn, Zhuo Qingyan's face returned to normal and she opened her eyes.
Seeing Chu Yi Chen place the imperial edict and the written imperial edict in her hands, her smile became especially beautiful.
However, everyone on scene was not in a good mood, especially Chu Yi Chen. This girl truly moved them. For him, they could use their lives to joke around.
Yan Li, Jiang Siyue and Ye Jingxuan all sighed at the same time. In order to fulfill his wish, Little Princess was really giving it her all.
This matter naturally frightened Zhuo Qingfan. The moment he arrived, he pulled Zhuo Qingyan along and looked down from the top, from left to right. Only when he saw that she was really fine did he feel truly relieved.
And right now, in three days' time, the new year was coming. After asking for Chu Yi Chen's consent, he also decided to stay in the mansion and celebrate the new year together.
For Zhuo Qingyan, this was the first Spring Festival since she came here.
Moreover, this was the first Spring Festival since Ling Mansion had an imperial concubine, so it was naturally different. At the same time, it was also the last year in the capital.
Fober's face was hung with smiles all day long, and red lanterns were all hanging around the residence, looking extremely joyous.
At the same time, Chu Yi Chen had already written to the Emperor that because the Princess Ling had recovered from her severe illness, she wouldn't enter the palace during this year's Spring Festival.
The Emperor naturally understood what was going on and naturally secretly heaved a sigh of relief. He didn't want him to come to the palace to avoid another conflict. At that time, the one who would end up in trouble would be him, and at the same time, it would also arouse the dissatisfaction of the imperial clan.
On the 30th day of the new year, Zhuo Qingyan brought the new clothes to Zhuo Qingfan's room, watching him put them on with a smile on her face.
His mouth constantly praised his elder brother's handsome appearance, causing Zhuo Qingfan to blush in embarrassment.
When Chu Yi Chen called him back to his bedroom, she saw him dressed in an embroidered black robe, and couldn't help but pout: "It's the new year, so you can't wear something like this. I remember that there's a purple robe among the new clothes sent by the Exquisite Workshop, isn't it better to trade for that?"
Chu Yi Chen looked at the figure that she was rummaging through the closet. With a gentle smile, she stretched out her hand and pulled her into her arms.
"Qingyan, it's been many years since this duke has had a New Year. It seems like it hasn't happened since my royal father and mother passed away. I spent my time with soldiers in the border trials a few years ago, so there's no need to be so formal …"
Zhuo Qingyan raised her head and looked at him, "This is also the first time I've experienced such a year."
His heart ached as he pressed her head against his chest. "Don't worry. This king will leave a deep impression on you every year in the future."
She couldn't help but laugh, "So, this year we can spend the year in peace. Anyway, we won't have to enter the palace, and we don't have many rules to follow. Why not be impudent and have a good time?"
"I'll listen to you. Whatever you want to do, it's up to you. But you must not let yourself be injured, okay?" Chu Yi Chen lightly tapped her forehead.
"Of course, I still have half a car full of fireworks!" Zhuo Qingyan smiled sinisterly.
"Where did the fireworks come from?" Still half a car? " Chu Yi Chen was shocked.
Zhuo Qingyan laughed complacently: "Last time, when we tried to assassinate Xiao Jingyu, we only used less than half of it. We only have half of the fireworks remaining, we will all take them out and let the dark guards release them. Everyone is happy."
"Good!" This King shall do as you say. " Chu Yi Chen nodded.
"Oh right, are we leaving after the new year? Then, is the Kang Yang County ready? " Zhuo Qingyan leaned on his chest, her fingers wrapping around his long hair.
"Yan Li and Jiang Siyue will leave the capital on the third day, then we will leave on the tenth day. This place can probably be cleared by the beginning of the second month, and at the same time, all the secrets of the Ling Mansion will no longer exist." Chu Yi Chen put his arm around her and sat back down on the edge of the bed.
Zhuo Qingyan slightly nodded her head: "Then after we leave, will our Ling Mansion be taken back by the Emperor?"
"For the time being, I won't. I can allow it to be distributed after five years, but most of it will be left unoccupied." Chu Yi Chen stretched out his head and looked at her. "You don't have to think about it. I don't have any intention of returning it. I just have to block off some of the secret rooms and secret passages in the mansion."
"Like I said, if we hand it over, it would be a bit of a loss. We can send a few people to guard this place, although it might not be useful, but it's still considered something. If we return it, it's hard to guarantee that they won't take advantage of it." Zhuo Qingyan raised her eyebrows.
"Aren't you tired of thinking so much in your little head?" Chu Yi Chen asked with a smile.
Zhuo Qingyan shook her head nonchalantly. "Brains are just for use. What if you get senile dementia?"
"This King will raise you, don't be afraid." As Chu Yi Chen spoke, she extended her head and pecked her on the lips.
Zhuo Qingyan was stunned, she did not expect him to kiss so easily, she blushed.
However, the way she acted immediately aroused his enthusiasm. He turned his head around, pecked her lips, and carefully savored the taste.
Just as the two were in the middle of kissing, a knock came from the door, followed by the voice of the Fober, "My prince, my princess, the Zhuo Family sent someone to deliver the New Year gift …"
"Retreat!" Chu Yi Chen only moved slightly away from her lips, and then covered it again.
After the kiss, the two of them lay on the bed panting. Only then did Zhuo Qingyan ask: "It seems he still hasn't given up yet."
"No chance. If it wasn't for you, This King would have stopped keeping him. He did not see for himself." Chu Yi Chen held her in his arms and caressed her hair.
On New Year's Eve, other than the sumptuous feast, there were dumplings prepared together. This was one of the activities Zhuo Qingyan used to do in her previous life when she was in the army. Looking at the strange dumplings that everyone had wrapped, she was smiling from head to toe, attracting the gazes of Chu Yi Chen and Zhuo Qingfan.
It was also at this time that Chu Yi Chen discovered that Zhuo Qingfan's chess skills were quite good. The two of them had played a few rounds, and were truly on par with each other. It was difficult to tell who had won.
When the time came, magnificent fireworks were set off in the courtyard, the dazzling lights imprinted on everyone's faces, making them look extremely happy. Zhuo Qingyan stood in the middle, Chu Yichen and Zhuo Qingfan stood on either side, and looking at her innocent smile, her heart was filled with happiness and sweetness.