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Nangong Waner also did not like to wear heavy clothes, it was both heavy and unsightly, so Nangong Waner planned to stay home and lie down for the winter.

Nangong Waner rolled up his blanket and went to bed.

"Miss …" Ju Xiang wanted to stop her, but he was not as fast as her. At this moment, Nangong Waner had already crawled onto the bed and lied down again.

"Ju Xiang, it's cold. Ju Xiang, give me a few more basins, take some silver from the drawer and buy some charcoal privately." Nangong Waner said with satisfaction as he rolled up his blanket.

"Miss, aren't you going to eat breakfast?" Ju Xiang looked at Nangong Waner who was lying on the bed and said.

"Eat on the bed." Nangong Waner turned his face, laid on the bed and smiled at Ju Xiang, and said.

"Fine." Ju Xiang could only helplessly turn around and leave, preparing to eat and the charcoal bowl.

"What a nest of gold and silver is worse than my own dog kennel. If this were my grandmother's place, she would have beaten me up with a single broom broom broom broom!" Nangong Waner proudly rolled a few times in the blanket.

During the winter, Nangong Waner rarely went to the dining hall to eat, and always had his own small kitchen to eat lunch. The Assistant Minister couple did not say anything, they only felt that their daughter was not well, and did not like to go out, so they could not bear the cold. Other than occasionally going to Nangong Waner's courtyard to take care of her, Nangong Waner spent his days like a fish in water.

However, during breakfast, Ju Xiang was infected by the festive atmosphere and chattered on endlessly to Nangong Waner about a piece of wonderful news that was recorded in the history of the Elemental Festival.

If they looked at each other, they would be able to give the lanterns in their hands to the other party. If the other party received your lanterns and also gave the lanterns in her hands to you, the two of them would adore each other and then take the lanterns to the garden party to watch the lantern exhibition.

When Ju Xiang said these words, a young lady's feelings filled up his heart, and his eyes filled with yearning.

"You should go on holiday tomorrow. Hurry up and become your lanterns." Nangong Waner chuckled as he looked at Ju Xiang.

"That's right, send these two invitations to the Liu Estate and Xiao Residence separately. I have an appointment with them tomorrow night." Nangong Waner took out two invitation cards from his sleeve and handed them over to Ju Xiang.

"Miss, are you going to take a walk with Miss Liu and Young Master Xiao tomorrow?" Ju Xiang accepted the invitation and asked softly.

"Oh, Qing Feng is not in a good condition, so he went to the countryside to rest. That's why the three of us will be swimming in the lanterns together." 's heart was in turmoil, he really had to worry about Liu Zhe. For her and Xiao Ze to be on good terms, he actually had to go out to swim in the middle of the night in order to have some sort of reunion. I even shifted my plans to sleeping with Chu Xiuhan to the beginning of spring.

"Ah, ah, what a bloody revolutionary friendship." Nangong Waner complimented himself again in the depths of his heart, not being stingy at all.

"What's wrong with Prince Zhan?" Ju Xiang naturally wasn't asking Nangong Waner why she didn't go for a stroll with Qingfeng, "What's wrong with you? New Year's Eve is obviously already like that, tomorrow is the Spring Festival, you still didn't come to look for Young Miss, it's really a lump in the dirt. Young Miss might as well follow Young Master Xiao, Young Master Xiao is considerate, and is also warm."

Ju Xiang still knew that he was a servant after all, so some words were naturally unsuitable for him to chew.

In the Prince Zhan's Mansion, the rules were strict and there was no excitement. In the past few years, there had never been any atmosphere in the Prince Zhan's Mansion, and this year, it was no ordinary year. No one knew who bewitched the servants in the Palace, and all of them felt that Nangong Waner would soon marry into the Duke's Palace as his imperial concubine.

It was the first day of the first lunar new year, and everyone was happily making lanterns, secretly dressing up.

"Miss Wan Er did not come to the mansion and stayed for a while, and let the mansion be filled with the scent of fireworks." The steward of the manor was naturally very pleased with this change. Since even the prince did not particularly dislike it, the steward of the manor did not obstruct it any further.

"Your Royal Highness, Your Royal Highness, this is a joyous occasion, a joyous occasion!" Early in the morning, Wen Guang ran into the Prince Zhan's courtyard. Of course, before his foot landed in the Prince's courtyard, the guard at the door had already stopped him with a cold expression.

Wen Guang could only stand at the entrance of the courtyard and shout out, "My prince, it's a joyous occasion, a joyous occasion!"

Prince Zhan was already awake, he was sitting at the Eight Immortals' table and flipping through books, frowning slightly because of Wen Guang's shouts.

"Let him in." Prince Zhan ordered lightly.

Wen Guang was extremely happy as he rushed in quickly and directly ran to Prince Zhan's side to sit down. His entire face and entire body seemed to be happily saying, "My Royal Highness, I was viewing the stars last night, tomorrow will be your wedding day. The good thing between you and Miss Nangong will be tomorrow, I will check it again this morning.

If it was in the past, when Wen Guang had spread such inaccurate information, Prince Zhan would definitely send him a slap, but this time, Wen Guang was confident that Prince Zhan would give him a reward.

Sure enough, Prince Zhan was very happy to hear what Wen Guang said. She smiled and looked at Wen Guang with her eyes shining, "Well done."

Wen Guang was also very excited, his family's Prince Zhan Lord actually praised him like this, if his family's old man Wen Wei could also hear this praise, he would definitely feel that he has learnt some Constellation Divination.

"My lord, can you write a letter to my father to properly praise me?" Wen Guang said somewhat excitedly.

"Go out." Prince Zhan immediately recovered his usual coldness and said to Wen Guang.

Being ordered to leave by the Duke, and not having agreed to write a letter praising him, Wen Guang immediately became dejected. Just as he walked to the door and was about to close it and leave, the Prince Zhan instructed Wen Guang, "Inform everyone in the house that tomorrow the holiday is over, everyone will go to the warehouse to collect five taels of silver and go out for the festival."

Wen Guang was in disbelief, what was the king planning to do? There were at least a few hundred people in the entire palace, and each of them received five taels of silver for a holiday.

"Hurry up and go." Prince Zhan's somewhat impatient voice came out.

"Tomorrow …" "Tomorrow …" Chu Xiuhan pretended to be calm as he flipped through the book. He even picked up a pen and started to write.

"Since when have I become so unstable? Little girl, you've caused me to become so lost. I will definitely let you find a way to replenish me." The Prince Zhan spoke in his heart. After he finished speaking, he donned his robe and went to the bamboo forest study room. He then entered a pool to meditate, as if he was planning to cultivate.

Wen Guang only felt that he had rendered a great merit. After he told the Duke Palace's butler about the holiday and the money, the first thing Wen Guang did was to look for Zi Ye to show off.

"It's still warm here, you know. I just went to the prince's house, and it's really freezing me into a lump of ice." Wen Guang carried his chair over to the brazier and rubbed his hands together. It took him a lot of effort to warm himself up.

Wen Guang did not know, and it was only a few years that they were not together. Other than the prince who had changed a lot, Zi Ye had also become unclear.

Wen Guang came in to warm himself up for a while, but Zi Ye didn't even raise her head to look at him.

It was only after a long while that Zi Ye finally realised that Wen Guang had just spoken to him, and thus, he stopped drawing with his brush, but his line of sight still hadn't left the lanterns as he said, "It's not like you don't know that I like the heat, and am extremely resistant to the cold. When have you ever seen me produce a charcoal brazier?"

Wen Guang had originally wanted to tease Zi Ye a bit, but just as he was thinking about what kind of evil fun he was going through, he heard Zi Ye talk like she was back in the words of ancient times, "That's true, the prince's ability is unfathomable, and he has never been afraid of the cold. The Shura on the battlefield isn't for nothing, not only does he resist cold, but also releases cold air, hahaha." Wen Guang had really forgotten that he was going to Ziye's place to display his prowess, so he changed the topic a little.

"I was wondering what kind of bad taste you had in mind. Why are you embroidering flowers in the middle of the day?" Wen Guang stretched out his hand to grab the lantern in Zi Ye's hand, but Zi Ye slapped him back.

"Ah, you hit so hard!" Wen Guang painfully retracted his hand, "I did it out of good intentions, what the hell are you writing?"