After being reborn in the Mass Grave, she overturned her predecessor's power

Today is the eve of the Chinese New Year. The atmosphere of the New Year is becoming more and more intense, and every household has begun to decorate with lights and decorations.

The palace was no exception. Qinghe and Caiyue, along with the maids and servants, were busy decorating the yard.

Bingtong came back last night, very tired and still resting. Shen Zhiyun also came down the mountain from the academy to celebrate the New Year with them.

Jiang Xue Ning stood in front of the window and looked at the lively scene in the yard and said, "This year is particularly festive."

“It’s been a long time since it’s been this lively.”

The study was warm with smoke rising from the smoke and a charcoal fire burning. On the desk was a spring card with a cover full of blooming flowers.

She had this specially made, and she personally wrote the invitation to the Queen of Chaoyun Kingdom.

"Invite everyone from all corners of the world to come together in spring to enjoy the blooming flowers and discuss business together."

She set a date to hold a conference of merchants in March when the spring was warm and the flowers were blooming to open up new trade routes.

The specially made spring invitations are sent out at this time, just in time for the guests to leave for Hunan and Chu after the Chinese New Year.

She not only invited powerful people from all sides, but also invited merchants from all over the world to come to Hunan and Chu.

Therefore, the hottest topic in the market recently is the "Wan Shang Chamber", and many businessmen with a keen sense of smell have already heard the news and taken action.

Gu Tangli picked up the pen and wrote as she spoke, "Brother Xingchen will come by then, right?"

"He should be here, representing Fuso."

Bai Yu lay on the side bored and said, "Xiangchu will definitely be very lively by then. There will be many stories when there are many people."

"In the next two or three years, we should enter a stable period." Jiang Li analyzed realistically, "Yandi needs to develop, and the imperial court needs to recuperate after many twists and turns."

Everyone is busy developing their own talents, and it depends on who has the better skills.

After writing hundreds of invitations, it was already dark.

On the eve of the Chinese New Year, everyone gathered together and ate mutton hotpot. Snow was falling outside the pavilion, and the atmosphere was particularly good.

Bai Yu, who loves the hustle and bustle the most, raised his glass and said, "I hope such good days will happen every year."

She said, "I hope the country will be peaceful and the world will be clean and peaceful."

The sound of wine glasses clinking together makes this New Year's Eve even more lively.

By the end of the meal everyone was drunk. Bingtong played a song and the listeners felt very peaceful.

There was a big fire in the pavilion, with sweet potatoes and chestnuts roasting inside. Outside the snow was falling heavier and heavier, and the sound of firecrackers could be heard faintly.

Happy, lively, full of fireworks...

Shengjing was still a place of peace and prosperity. The war outside could not affect the prosperity here.

On the contrary, the palace was exceptionally quiet, without any New Year atmosphere. After all, the huge palace only housed the emperor and the empress, and the empress had lost her son due to premature birth, so she stayed indoors and worshipped Buddha all day.

Under such circumstances, the atmosphere in the palace was naturally depressing. The palace people were walking on thin ice and were very cautious. Even during the New Year, they did not dare to show too much joy.

After all, it is the eve of the Chinese New Year, and the palace servants who have finished their work can also eat a bowl of hot dumplings tonight.

Helian Xuan gave holiday to all the people who served in the imperial court. He himself was half drunk and had no desire to sleep at all.

Finally, they went to Fengyi Palace, and Xiao Linglong had just come out of the Buddhist temple. The happier the family reunion was, the more empty people like them felt, like rats that couldn't stand the light.

"Have you eaten dumplings?"

"not yet."

She didn't want to argue with him on days like this, and looking around, they were the only people with whom she could sit down and have a meal in every sense of the word.

She ordered the small kitchen to bring dumplings and mutton pot, and served him a bowl. "In the past, the house was very lively on this day."

For a prominent family like the Xiao family, the mansion would naturally be extremely prosperous and lively during such festivals.

After everyone had a happy meal, she would play with her sisters. Such good times are gone forever.

Xiao Linfeng took a sip of the hot mutton soup and said, "It was a warm and good time for you, but it was a nightmare for me."

She lowered her eyes and picked up a dumpling for herself. "So sometimes I don't know who to hate. The good days and luxurious food in the past were given by the Xiao family at the cost of others' pain and blood."

But she was still very sad. No matter what, the Xiao family deserved retribution. It was her home, and she was very sad.

This was her first New Year's Eve spent alone without a father or a mother. This pain would repeat itself on the following New Year's Eves and Lantern Festivals.

Xiao Linfeng had a complicated expression, probably because the night was too cold, the snow was too heavy, and he was too drunk. He whispered, "Do you know why I became a disabled person? It's because I'm weak. In order to control me, the Xiao family gave me drugs since I was a child. I wasn't born like that."

If it weren't for his physical disability and the Xiao family's ambitions, his life would have been very close to happiness.

"Linglong, the Xiao family is guilty."

Xiao Linglong drank the wine in the glass, "I know, so I am still here, I will accompany you to the end, and share our ending together."

"I didn't expect that you would be the one to accompany me till the end."

"I never thought that my life would be spent in this deep palace."

Sitting on the throne that so many women are vying for, there is naturally a price to pay.

The two of them drank together by the window, ate dumplings and mutton soup. Their bodies warmed up and their stomachs were full, but their hearts were still empty.

Xiao Linglong looked at the heavy snow outside and asked softly, "What is your Majesty going to do next?"

Sometimes she would selfishly think that it would be better to fight sooner rather than later so that she could have an ending. It was really too painful to endure living in this palace.

"Do you think I would win if we fought?"

"I sincerely hope you lose. You don't deserve to win. A lunatic like you is not fit to govern a country."

It is said that there must be something pitiful about a hateful person. His life experience was indeed rough, but those who got involved with him were even more unlucky.

"Haha, you're quite direct." He picked up a piece of food with chopsticks, "I'm a little tired, let's talk slowly."

After two years of peace, I will go and fight that man to put an end to it.

"So you can get tired. I thought you really were a heartless person."

Actually, it wasn't like that. She had seen his happy, heartfelt smile, but it could never go back.

The snow was getting heavier, and he lay on the table half drunk and half awake. Everything in the past flashed through his mind in a rush.

Those carefree days, the people we walked by, the wine we drank...

Betrayed, turned against, raised knives against each other, loved, hated, wept, alive, dead...

Many years have passed, and most of the old friends are gone. But he has white hair and has become an emperor who sits on the throne but has no one behind him.

What he missed most was his fifteen or sixteen-year-old self. They were young at that time, and it was the best time of their lives.

Listening to the sound of snow falling, everything in the past becomes distant at this moment, love and hate are like a dream...