I’m Determined To Be the Dark Moonlight

The year closes erratically in the snow.

The sky and the earth are covered with a layer of hoarfrost, and when I wake up overnight, the trees are covered with icicles, and the sun shines colorfully.

Wei Ying has completed several tasks, and her physique has reached a positive number. This winter will no longer be difficult. When the sun is out, she will occasionally go out, hugging the heater and huddled lazily on the reclining chair, basking in the sun contentedly, like a lazy Gorgeous cat.

New Year's gifts are sent to the An Le Tang the same way. The gifts given by the palace people are not expensive, but very practical, such as warm quilts and silver silk charcoal that burns without the smell of smoke.

As New Year's Eve approached, Concubine Xian came over with a package of dried dumplings and served them to the two girls.

There are many kinds of fillings for dumplings, and several food boxes are filled and brought over.

An Letang's kitchen was hot with white steam. Several young girls were busy in the kitchen. Concubine Xian skillfully put the dumplings into boiling water, and the other box was steamed in a steamer.

Wei Ying and Xiao Qianxue were so greedy they sneaked into the kitchen to steal dumplings to eat.

Concubine Xian said helplessly: "Be careful if you're not familiar."

Xiao Qianxue picked up the long chopsticks, scooped one out and put it in her mouth. She was instantly scalded by the juice in the dumplings, and she burst into tears.

Concubine Xian smiled helplessly. She waited until the dumplings floated, then picked them up, put them in the boiled soup, sprinkled with a pinch of green and green onion, and let the two girls take them away one by one. After she put a bowl for herself, the rest Let Mammy Zhang distribute it to the people of the An Le Tang Palace.

So everyone ate hot dumplings.

Concubine Xian: "There is a copper coin in a dumpling, and if you eat it, you will have a year of good luck."

Xiao Qianxue was delighted after hearing this, picked up another dumpling, and said with a smile, "Then you have to be careful when you eat it, don't bite your teeth."

In the end, the dumpling was eaten by Weiying.

According to Gong Douji, this is because she got the halo of the heroine, and her luck started to get better and better.

Wei Ying smiled and was also looking forward to good luck in the new year. It is best to complete the task as soon as possible!

Halfway through eating the dumplings, the door of An Le Tang was pushed open, and the cold wind blew in with the snow.

The visitor untied the green-bottomed plum cape to dispel the cold, "Am I late?"

When Wei Ying and the others saw the queen, they quickly remembered to salute, but were stopped by the queen.

Yue Qinghui came to the table, "I wanted to see the two younger sisters, but I didn't want you to come too."

Concubine Xian also smiled and went into the kitchen to make a bowl of cooked dumplings. She and the queen do not have a good relationship, nor do they have a temperament to go out very much. They only meet at banquets or when helping the emperor to read documents.

In fact, the two of them had an intersection before.

Neither of them entered the palace at that time. Yue Qinghui followed his father to study at the academy, and he was famous for a while, surpassing many literati and writers who had high self-esteem. But since Concubine Xian wrote the song "Shengjing Fu", many good people have compared the youngest daughter of Cui Xiang's family with Yue Qinghui, saying that Cui Wu's talent may not be inferior to Yue Qinghui, and he lives in a secluded place, staying at home, compared to a certain The girl who is always showing her face is much better.

Concubine Xian, like her father, has a temperament of staying home and not wanting to cause trouble. Since then, she has been staying at home even more and will not go out. After entering the palace, she will try to avoid meeting the queen as much as possible, so as not to make people unhappy.

Only today, Yue Qinghui took the initiative to mention: "When I was young, I often heard about A Wu's talent name. When I read Shengjing Fu, I was so excited that I could not wait to fly to Shengjing to meet you. In addition to a good article, the cooking skills are so good."

Concubine Xian smiled warmly and softly: "Your Highness is welcome."

Yue Qinghui ate the dumplings and said, "My sister seems to have lost a lot of weight. Is there something wrong?"

Concubine Xian shook her head and smiled, "It's just a small matter."

Yue Qinghui hooked the corners of his mouth without a trace, and looked at Weiying and the others: "How are you doing here?"

Wei Ying thought to herself, the queen looked cold and cold, but she actually had a good heart and was so considerate of the women in the harem. Maybe it's because of her sense of responsibility.

She smiled, and before she spoke, Yue Qinghui said to herself, "But you can live well, I always knew."

Weiying: "Ah—?"

Is she familiar with the queen?

After eating a bowl of dumplings, Yue Qinghui left with Concubine Xian without saying a word.

After all, the palace banquet has to be prepared, the queen presides over it, and the concubine Xian assists. The palace has been very busy recently. Maybe the queen came here on purpose, just to slip away the lazy concubine Xian and do things for herself.

Weiying looked at their backs and felt a strange feeling inexplicably.

The two were walking in the snow. Concubine Xian held an umbrella for the queen. The umbrella was facing the queen. She showed most of her body on her side. She was shorter.

The queen bowed her head, not knowing what to say to her, took the umbrella and held it up, and the two got closer, both covered under the umbrella.

Weiying shook her head, looked away, hugged the heater and shrunk on the couch, narrowed her eyes, and fell asleep comfortably.

When he woke up, there were piles of Ling Luo jewelry in the room, and a box of weapons - sent by the imperial concubine.

Xiao Qianxue fiddled with the weapon, and said sourly, "As expected, the noble concubine will not be angry with you."

Weiying touched the corner of her mouth, thinking to herself, this may be because of the relationship between herself and herself in the new work of the year.

During the New Year's Palace Banquet, the palace was decorated with lanterns, and the sound of sheng and singing came from the wind in the distance. Only the two of them huddled in the warm room, holding a bowl of dumplings, while guessing who was singing from the voice.

"It must be Li Concubine's voice, she sings so nicely."

"This is Sister Xian Fei playing the piano!"

"It's a pity that I can't see Concubine Shu's kneeling dance. Alas, Concubine Shu is so beautiful dancing."

The two of them pointed and tasted each other in the air. There were singing and dancing, and many colorful fireworks exploded in the sky.

Wei Ying remembered one thing, put the steamed dumplings in the ivory food box, and carried the incense brought by the trustee a few days ago, "I'm going outside."

Xiao Qianxue worried about her: "But didn't Your Majesty stop us from going out?"

Weiying just smiled: "Everyone is celebrating the New Year, no one will see me sneaking out."

Moreover, with her connections in the palace, even if she sneaks out, the palace maids and eunuchs will only turn one eye and close one eye, smiling and saying happy new year to the nobles.

Xiao Qianxue continued to worry: "But it's so cold and dark outside, where are you going? Let's go together!"

Weiying shook her head, hugged the food box and ran out: "I want to say 'Happy New Year' to someone, this is my secret. Go to bed earlier, don't wait for me."

Xiao Qianxue looked melancholy at the dark twilight outside, but in the end she still let her go. She knew that Wei Ying had many friends, the concubines in the palace, the maids and eunuchs, and even her own little Lihua liked her very much.

Sitting in front of the window, she picked up the lanterns lonely and listened to the sound of fireworks outside, but she couldn't help judging Wei Ying in her heart.

Usually, Xiao Qianxue rarely judges others, and secretly adds labels, which is rude. But at this time, she looked at the palace lantern that melted into the night, and couldn't help but think that Yingying was always easy to deal with people, like the naturally shining sun, attracting everyone to gather together.

But the sun is there, and it belongs to all, so it's fair.

No one can expect to monopolize it.

She shrank her neck, baked herself warm by the charcoal basin, and crawled into the bed to get ready to sleep. Before going to bed, I couldn't help but think of my mother who sat by the window every night waiting for my father to come back. I was a little fortunate. Fortunately, I only had a girlfriend's love for Weiying, not a husband and wife relationship like in the book.

Otherwise, whoever falls in love with such a person may go crazy.

Wei Ying trotted all the way, and she didn't know why, but when she thought of being able to take another breath of European air, she felt happy in her heart. When she ran to the cold palace, the female ghost girl did not show up, so she came to the corner and skillfully burned paper and incense to comfort the girl's spirit in the sky.

The cold wind blew, she shrank, felt a little cold, and walked into the house with the lamp in hand.

Now that her physique is up, she still can't see very clearly at night, but it is much better than before. She quickly found the door, pushed it open, and shrank into the room to bake a fire. Many days have not come, she lay on the bed, accidentally touched a book, opened it and looked at the fire.

The five large characters on the cover are very clear about "The Love of the Harem", but after opening the inside, those small characters are crowded together like black ants, and they are still unrecognizable.

I didn't realize there were scriptures here.

Wei Ying had a new understanding of Miss Yun's ghost life, and when she heard footsteps outside, she put the words book on the table, ran over to open the door, and gave the visitor a big hug, "Happy New Year!"

Yun Shao was caught off guard and fell into the warm embrace, stunned for a while, before he came back to his senses, Na Na responded, and stood a little bewildered.

Wei Ying sniffed, smelled the faint aroma of wine on her body, and couldn't help laughing: "Is the life in the underworld so colorful, and you read the book and drink, is it that the underworld is also celebrating the New Year, you go to the appointment, so now just came back?"

Yun Shao didn't know how to answer, the north wind whistled, she took the girl's hand, dragged her inside, and sat by the stove. Inadvertently caught a glimpse of the book "The Love of the Harem", her fingers curled up nervously, her heart was beating, and there was nowhere to put it.

Wei Ying took out the hot food box and smiled: "Eat the dumplings, it's still hot! Oh yes, you can only burn it, then I..."

The wrist was grabbed suddenly, the female ghost's palm was cold, and her voice was also cold: "No need to burn."

Yun Shao drank some wine at the palace banquet, and his head was a little dizzy. He tried a few times to open the food box.

The dumplings with thin skin and large fillings are still a little hot, lying quietly in the ivory box.

She pressed her eyebrows, the redness from the corners of her eyes burned to the back of her ears, her chest roared and her eardrums were deafened. After a long while, she picked up a chubby dumpling and took a light bite.

The action is reserved and pleasing to the eye.

Wei Ying propped her chin, thinking this way, when the female ghost girl was alive, her family was very strict, and she had a noble energy to eat.

Yun Shao ate it slowly and asked softly, "Did you make the dumplings?"

Wei Ying answered truthfully: "No, Sister Xian did it."

Yun Shao paused, put down the ivory chopsticks, and wiped his mouth slowly.

Wei Ying asked with concern: "Don't eat?"

Yun Shao gave a soft "um".

Wei Ying asked again, "Are you full?"

Yun Shao shook her head. She hadn't eaten anything at the palace banquet just now. She was hungry since noon. She has long been accustomed to enduring it, no matter if she is hungry or in pain, no one cares about her except her longevity.

However, when she met the girl's earnest gaze, she felt a dull pain in her upper abdomen, as if her stomach was about to burn, and the sour water inside made her frown impatiently, her face pale, and her head lowered slightly.

It seems that facing Weiying, everything has nothing to hide.

Yun Shao clenched his palm.

Wei Ying said curiously, "If you're not full, then eat some more. Don't you like dumplings?"

"I like it," Yun Shao pursed his lips and whispered, "You didn't do it."

You didn't make it, don't want to eat it.

Wei Ying was so amused by this sentence that she was speechless for a long time.

After Yun Shao finished speaking, he regretted it, and his cheeks were glowing and red. I don't know why, she just seemed to be back when she was a child, and she acted coquettishly to people. At that time, she was young and nothing was worth blaming, but now it's a different person. The past has been crushed by the years, and there are only a few ash left. .

To speak like that would be hypocritical.

She looked at Wei Ying nervously, as if she was waiting for a trial.

The girl didn't speak for a long time, and suddenly tilted her head, smiling with frowning eyebrows, she leaned over and grabbed her face: "You are so cute. Is there a kitchen here? I'll make you something to eat."

Yun Shao tugged at his sleeve in despair, "No."

It turns out that there is, but it has not been used for a long time, and it has become ashes.

She began to regret that she didn't clean the kitchen. She seldom came here before, but since she met Wei Ying, she came more and more frequently, and more and more... regards this place as home.

Home is one, even if there is no fire, no lights, no bells and drums, and no food, you can still find a warm place.

Wei Ying picked up the chopsticks, picked up a dumpling, and coaxed her, "Then I feed it to you, and it's also what I made, right?"