The winter solstice ice performance is very grand and magnificent.

On the one-person-wide ice track, hundreds of people slid away from each other, forming a mighty dragon shape. There are three high gates in the center of the team formation, each with a ball above it, called the celestial ball. When the archer slides here, he will draw his bow and shoot towards the celestial sphere.

In addition, there are many acrobatic performers, who play knives and sticks, dance swords and wave flags, stand upside down and perform boxing, and three or four people cooperate with difficult acrobatic performances. Their outstanding skills are breathtaking.

Such a wonderful performance, the princes and nobles in the auditorium looked very attentively, and after a period of time, many people were tempted to skate on the ice for a while.

Very lively.

And the most central noble position is a little strangely quiet.

After Wen Mingyu said that sentence without thinking, he was so annoyed that when Mu Zhan came over, he said in a low voice, "This is fine ."

Do you really want to kiss?

Wen Mingyu was struggling when he met Mu Zhan's straight eyes, and even seemed to be able to see the expectation from inside, making him feel that it was not good to say nothing.

But here is outside, even if ordinary people don't look at the emperor at will, he feels that he can't do it under the watchful eyes of the public.

Wen Mingyu's hand rested on the edge of the chair, her fingers curled up nervously.

After waiting for a long time, Mu Zhan narrowed his eyes slightly, and when he opened his mouth to say something, Wen Mingyu suddenly came over, and his lips were caught off guard against Mu Zhan's face. It almost hit, and a slight "boo" could be heard.

Before the kissed Mu Zhan had time to react, Wen Mingyu, the active person, seemed to be startled by himself, and jumped up from the chair, "I'm going ice skating!"

Before he finished speaking, he ran away , and the ears are red.

Mu Zhan was stunned for a moment, looking at his back running away, the corners of his lips could not help evoking a slight arc, and he was obviously in a good mood.

And Wen Mingyu gave the "benefits" in exchange for the opportunity to play ice skating, but he was not focused at all, his mind was full of the pictures just now, and the sound of boo, it was so embarrassing, just thinking about it, I can't wait to escape this planet overnight .

His heart was beating so fast that it seemed to jump out of his chest.

Mingming and Mu Zhan have done more intimate things...

Probably because his mood has changed, it is the first time he has taken the initiative?

Still awake.

Wen Mingyu pressed her hot face and slowly slid across the ice, not thinking about it. The others seemed to see what he was thinking, and they didn't step forward to disturb him, but deliberately avoided him.

Wen Mingyu slid, and she couldn't help turning her head to look in Mu Zhan's direction. The distance was a little far, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, but it was obvious that Mu Zhan's eyes were on him.

He stepped down and made a mark on the ice. He almost lost his balance and fell. Fortunately, he hurriedly slipped to the side and stabilized in time. Then, he breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and continued to slide in a different direction, but Mu Zhan's gaze still fell directly on his back, which was extremely scorching and could not be ignored.

After the winter solstice

, the New Year is very close, preparations have already begun in the palace, and the people in the capital and all over the country are also busy for the New Year.

At the end of the year, Mu Zhan became busier, with a mountain of memorials, and sometimes negotiated with the minister until late. Wen Mingyu is also at the end of the semester in Guozijian, preparing for the exam.

Once busy, time flies so fast, like New Year's Eve in the blink of an eye.

The imperial kitchen began to prepare for the New Year's Eve feast early in the morning, and some special and expensive ingredients were prepared a month in advance, waiting to be used today.

The New Year's Eve banquet in the palace has always been a grand banquet where the emperor, harem concubines, princes and princesses, and other relatives of the royal family reunite together.

But Mu Zhan's harem was empty, and the royal family had all died in the royal struggle a few years ago. Those who survived, like the eldest princess, have always been far away from the center of power, and even grandchildren are not allowed to set foot on it. Official career, such a time, of course, will not enter the palace, at most just send a Buddhist scriptures to pray for the saint.

Civil and military officials, naturally at this time, reunite with their relatives at home, eat reunion dinner, and share the joy of family.

Therefore, on such a grand festival, there was an unspeakable loneliness in the palace.

The New Year's Eve dinner was very rich, and there were many palace attendants around, and there were various wonderful performances such as singing and dancing. The scene was very lively and gorgeous, but there were only two people sitting on the table.

Wen Mingyu.

Mu Zhan.

At the beginning, Wen Mingyu still had some curious expectations for the performance, and was amazed at the deliciousness of the luxurious delicacies, but slowly, he realized that something was wrong in the atmosphere. It seems that the drums are singing, the singing and dancing are peaceful, and it is prosperous, but it is actually like an empty shell.

Mu Zhan has no relatives, so how did he celebrate the New Year in the past few years? Sitting alone to eat, listening to the sound of firecrackers outside. Thousands of lights, reunion.

Wen Mingyu suddenly felt very uncomfortable in her heart, as if something was blocking her, she was sullen.

He knew very well what it was like to celebrate the New Year alone. Sad, as if abandoned by the world.

He lowered his eyelashes, not paying attention to the performance at all.

Mu Zhan noticed his strangeness and asked, "Doesn't look good?"

Wen Mingyu shook her head. When she raised her face again, she was already smiling extremely brightly. She even gave Mu Zhan a venison ball and said cheerfully: "This is delicious! Your Majesty, try it!"

Next, Wen Mingyu became chattering, talking to Mu Zhan all the time, discussing which performance was good-looking and amazing, and which dish was delicious... almost When he didn't stop, he was a small talker.

His eyes were sparkling, and there seemed to be bright stars in his eyes, and his smile was warm and clean.

Mu Zhan was stunned at first, thinking he had been drinking, but he looked down at his wine glass and hadn't drank at all.

It's just so much excitement.

Mu Zhan quickly saw his purpose, a smile appeared in his calm eyes, and his stern face became a little softer.

After that, not only Wen Mingyu was talking, but Mu Zhan also responded from time to time, and the two talked more when they came and went. There was no need to deliberately, and we chatted a lot without realizing it, without even noticing the passage of time. When I came back to my senses, it was already dark and the banquet was over.

The fireworks that had been prepared, lit by the palace servants, jumped from the ground to the sky, vying to explode, lighting up the night sky, and blooming gorgeous flowers, extremely gorgeous.

The position where they sit is naturally the best viewing angle. The grand fireworks show is clearly seen in the eyes, and the brilliant light of the fireworks also falls into the eyes.

Each flower seems to be blooming in front of the eyes, which is shockingly beautiful.

But Wen Mingyu didn't look at it for a long time, then for some reason, she turned to look at Mu Zhan.

It turned out that Mu Zhan was also looking at him.

The dark and deep eyes, like a bottomless vortex, can suck people in.

There are fireworks constantly exploding in the ears, making people's brains buzzing and unable to think.

Wen Mingyu was stunned for a while, then opened his mouth, his throat seemed a little dry, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "...fireworks, don't they look good?"

Mu Zhan, a person who has always been uninterested in anything, is actually rare. Seriously nodded in answer.

"Good-looking."

But these two words were said by Wen Mingyu. People don't know if this is talking about fireworks or people.

Wen Mingyu pursed her lips unconsciously, turned around like a robot, and continued to watch the fireworks in full bloom in the night sky.

There are fireworks in his eyes, but his mind has gone somewhere, and he doesn't look at it seriously at all.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

After a while, Wen Mingyu suddenly felt that her hand was being held, and it was completely wrapped, very warm.

Wen Mingyu didn't respond, and still looked at the fireworks, as if she didn't notice it.

Then, the fingertips moved slightly, bent slightly, and stuck to the edge of the back of Mu Zhan's hand.

Until the last fireworks were set off, the night sky returned to darkness, and the New Year's Eve banquet was over.

Wen Mingyu and Mu Zhan both returned to the Taiji Hall, bathed and went to bed as usual.

They all climbed into bed and were about to go to sleep, but Wen Mingyu's brain seemed to be sluggishly running, and asked in confusion: "...Aren't we keeping the year old?"

Mu Zhan stood by the bed and stopped, "Do you want to keep

it ?" It seemed that as long as Wen Mingyu nodded, they would not sleep.

However, Wen Mingyu just asked this according to custom, his eyelids were fighting, he was too tired, his face was tired, and he could fall asleep as soon as he lay down.

So, he shook his head and muttered, "I'm sleepy."

Mu Zhan also lay down and put the man in his arms. Wen Mingyu also drilled into his arms, arched, and skillfully found the most comfortable position.

Squinting and was about to fall asleep, Wen Mingyu suddenly remembered something, tried her best to open her eyelids, and said in a hoarse voice, "Happy New Year's Eve..."

After she finished speaking, it was as if she had completed a very important task and finally closed her eyes. , rest assured to sleep.

Mu Zhan froze for a moment, then whispered back the same words, hugged the person tighter, put his chin on top of his head, and fell asleep.

A night without dreams, sleep soundly until dawn.

When I woke up and opened my eyes, it was already a new year.

The first thing to do in the new year is to sleep in.

When she was full, Wen Mingyu got up.

The New Year is a holiday, and Mu Zhan didn't get up early, but woke up with him.

After washing and dressing, it is time to have breakfast.

To Wen Mingyu's surprise, Mu Zhan took out a red envelope from his sleeve pocket, handed it to him, and said, "Happy New Year."

"...Wow."

I came to give out a red envelope, but that kind of red envelope is obviously completely different from the red envelope in front of me, and the feeling of receiving it is even more different.

Wen Mingyu held the red-sealed baby in her hands, and read it over and over several times, but she didn't know what was inside, so she was happy enough.

After a while, he looked up at Mu Zhan, cupped his hands, and said with a smile, "Gong Xi Fa Cai, everything goes well."

Mu Zhan also smiled.

Then, Wen Mingyu, who has always been greedy, didn't look at the sumptuous meal on the table, but instead said something to wait, and ran to the side, not knowing what he was secretly tinkering with.

When he came back again, Wen Mingyu put his hands behind his back to hide something, sprinted for a hundred meters, threw himself in front of Mu Zhan, put a red seal in his hand, and smiled and wished with crooked eyes: "Your Majesty, happy new year. Oh!"

Mu Zhan guessed that he was going to put away the red seal and hide the treasure, but he didn't expect that he would also receive a red seal. It was too unfamiliar to him. The last time I received a red seal was a long time ago. It was nothing special from the father and the emperor. He stood in the corner and silently watched the favored prince and princess act coquettishly in front of the emperor.

Mu Zhan was stunned for a while, his expression was indescribably complicated, then he calmed down his emotions, raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you a child?"

Wen Mingyu didn't even think about it, and said of course: "I'm not either, Your Majesty. It’s not for me yet, since I can accept it, there is no reason why His Majesty can’t accept it.”

As he spoke, he deliberately made a circle in the air with both hands, “It’s the first time I’ve given a red envelope, then The older one."

Mu Zhan felt the red seal in his hand, and he could feel it. Not only did the colorful ropes pass through the New Year's money woven into the shape of a dragon, but there were also quite a few silver notes.

He couldn't help laughing, "Then thank the young master for the reward. Anyway, I also took the young master's first time."

...Listen, why is it so strange?

However, Wen Mingyu didn't say anything, otherwise he would always feel like he would step into a pit.

After giving each other red envelopes, the two really began to eat.

Generally speaking, Lunar New Year money should be given to the younger generation by the elders on New Year's Eve, before midnight on the New Year's Eve.

But they didn't keep the year old last night, they fell asleep long ago. Moreover, according to the customs of this dynasty, after the age of sixteen, men and women start to marry, and the annual money is no longer collected.

As Mu Zhan said, they are not children anymore. However, I really received an unexpected red seal, and my mood is indescribably good.

The breakfast is also delicious and delicious. Mu Zhan waved his hand and gave the imperial pantry a reward. On the first day of the new year, everyone in the imperial kitchen received the bonus. They were both surprised and happy, and they worked even harder. Yesterday was the New Year's Eve banquet, and today's New Year's Day banquet is also very important.

The important officials of the court will come to pay New Year's greetings to the saint, offer blessings and gifts, and briefly talk about the blueprint of the new year's goals. This palace banquet was held from noon to the evening, and the two meals were solved directly, and there would be some wonderful performances in between.

Therefore, not long after breakfast, preparations for the New Year's palace banquet began. The palace servants waited for Wen Mingyu and Mu Zhan to put on complicated and luxurious formal court dresses and make a complicated dress.

The morning time passed so quietly.

Wen Mingyu just found a time gap and curiously opened the red seal that Mu Zhan gave him to see what was inside. The most basic New Year's money is strung with colorful ropes, and there are many shops... eh?

He lowered his head and took a serious look, only to realize that he was right. Mu Zhan sent him a few shops, and they were in prime locations. The bookstore, the cloth house, the restaurant, and especially the bookstore, was the one where he printed and sold the book. Now it's all his, he's changed from a partner to a big boss.

Moreover, these shops are all taken care of by special personnel. He doesn't have to worry about it at all. It can be said that he just sits and waits to collect the money.

After he read it, he put the red seal away again, and when he turned to look at Mu Zhan again, his eyes were bright. Suddenly, I felt that Mu Zhan was very handsome and handsome, and the whole person was shining. Probably, this is the light of money.

At lunch time, the palace feast begins.

Mu Zhan and Wen Mingyu took their seats in the center, and the minister saluted. There are familiar faces in the seats, Wei Yingwu and Wen Changlan have both returned for the New Year.

Wen Mingyu couldn't help but smile when she saw them. They also noticed the sight and smiled back.

The whole palace banquet has a fixed process, and it goes all the way down. Lively is true, but also a little boring and cumbersome. After a long time, Wen Mingyu almost wanted to doze off.

"Would you like to go back?"

The courtier below was watching the performance, but Mu Zhan didn't watch it, and turned his head to ask Wen Mingyu.

Wen Mingyu shook her head quickly and stuffed a piece of preserved fruit into her mouth. The sour taste was a little refreshing.

Mu Zhan didn't say anything, but let people cut down some unnecessary processes, which shortened the time of the palace banquet.

After dinner, it was not dark, but the sun was setting in the west, and the clouds were dyed red by the gorgeous sunset, turning into burning clouds.

The palace banquet came to an end and ended successfully, and everyone left the table one after another.

There are also requirements for leaving the table, which must be in the order of honor and inferiority. Mu Zhan and Wen Mingyu naturally leave the table first, otherwise the others will not be able to leave.

However, after coming out, they did not go back immediately. Wen Changlan and the two returned from the border and had something to report.

Wei Yingwu only knew how to fight. He didn't understand the details of the plan, and he had a headache when he heard it, so he just went to the side with Wen Mingyu to play in the snow. We haven't seen each other for a few months. Naturally, Wei Yingwu misses this friend very much, not to mention that Wen Mingyu is so like his favorite rabbit, he is happy when he sees it.

They randomly built snowmen. Playing in the snow should be done by children, but Wei Yingwu didn't feel childish at all, and pinched the snow rabbit very seriously.

The snowman made by Wen Mingyu was bigger than his rabbit. After finishing the body, he continued to add details, took two branches and stuck them on top of the snowman's head.

Wei Yingwu asked in confusion, "Are you making a deer?"

The brown branches on the snowman's head looked like two antlers.

Wen Mingyu was stunned for a while, as if he didn't quite understand how to put branches on the snowman's head, he looked at it for a while, then smiled and said, "It's not a deer."

Wei Yingwu didn't understand, "What is that? ?"

Wen Mingyu didn't answer, but said, "I want to ask you something, okay?"

Wei Yingwu nodded without hesitation: "You ask."

"That is, I have a friend..." Wen Mingyu said this As soon as he said the words, he felt guilty and paused for a while.

Fortunately, Wei Yingwu was very supportive and waited earnestly for him to speak. He didn't seem to know that when I said that I had a friend, I was actually talking about myself.

Wen Mingyu reluctantly continued, "He thinks, he should be in love with someone."