On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Early in the morning on New Year's Eve, Yan Ruyu woke up and worked in the room first. She put some of each into small gift boxes, including small cakes, small biscuits, wine-filled chocolates, Oreos, etc., and made three extra large ones. Yes, for the three little ones.

There are also some small flashlights, Swiss knives, halyards, etc., also made into gift boxes.

After finishing the work, I came out of the space, opened my eyes, lay down and switched back and forth several times, feeling happy in my heart.

Just as he couldn't help laughing, Huo Changhe came in from outside wearing a fancy outfit.

"Are you awake? What are you laughing at?"

"Have you finished your morning practice, Your Majesty? Who did you fight with today?"

"Master, I don't know what that girl Linlang is busy with. She's so mysterious."

Huo Changhe washed his hands and came over to hug her: "Do you want to get up? Or lie down for a while? I think you can find another maid and let your mother choose one for you. It's okay for Linlang to stay outside, but not to serve inside."

"No, I don't need anyone to serve me."

Yan Ruyu told the truth. She was really not used to having someone wash her face and dress herself.

"Just ask my mother to find a good hair-combing nanny for me. When I have nothing to do, I will listen to her and come over to comb my hair when I have time."

"Okay, it's up to you."

Huo Changhe also discovered that Yan Ruyu didn't like to be served by others. He guessed that she was probably used to doing things by herself when she was in the Yan family. Whenever she thought of her hard life in the Yan family, he felt sour in his heart.

"Yu'er, I will treat you well."

Yan Ruyu said "Huh?" She didn't know why. Before she could ask, Huo Changhe lowered his head and kissed her.

After getting up and washing up, Huo Changheng came to send a message, and the eldest lady asked them to come over and have breakfast.

This place was already very lively. Yan Ruyu was quickly infected and had breakfast and lunch here. Huo Changhe was afraid that she would be tired, so he forced her to take a nap.

It's not completely dark yet, but some people have already started setting off firecrackers. The sounds are rising one after another, and the lights in the house are gradually turning on.

Yan Ruyu wanted to take the boss and Linlang to the courtyard over there for New Year's Eve dinner, but she only saw the boss and not Linlang.

The headmaster smiled and said: "Linlang said I would give you a surprise, and it will appear when the time comes."

"Okay, let's go."

The eldest lady's side continued to laugh, and a bonfire was set up in the yard. Yin Ding and the others had learned Yan Ruyu's barbecue method, and they were able to do it themselves.

Seeing Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe coming, they all came to greet them.

The headmaster was pushing a small flatbed cart behind, which was covered with red cloth. Yin Ding and the others looked hard at it, but the cover was tight and they couldn't see what was underneath.

Lanterns were lit, bonfires were lit, the yard was brighter than during the day, and everyone came in droves.

The New Year's Eve dinner was arranged by the eldest lady three days ago. Now it is no different than in the palace, there is no cook, but everyone can do it by themselves and cooperate with each other, which is more enjoyable than using a cook.

The tables in the house and courtyard were filled to the brim, and everyone toasted to each other and wished each other a new year.

Yan Ruyu, the eldest lady, and Huo Changhe were sitting at the main table, looking at the people inside and outside the room, joy slowly flowing from the bottom of their hearts, overflowing with sweet honey.

She has never had a New Year like this, with smiling faces all over the place. After sharing life and death, people who came together finally came to the end of their hardships.

When the meal was almost finished, Yin Ding stood up from the table and walked to the middle of the yard.

He cleared his throat and said, "Everyone, please listen to me."

The lively courtyard gradually became quiet, and all eyes fell on Yin Ding.

"Next, we have prepared a program for the princess. Let's move the tables to the left and right and merge them together, leaving a small space in the middle."

Everyone was very excited when they heard it and immediately stood up and started moving.

Yan Ruyu was also very curious. She didn't know what program they had prepared. She had never seen it since traveling.

"Dong dong" drums sounded, and a few lights in the yard dimmed. Everyone breathed softly and stared at the entrance of the yard with wide eyes.

The sound of drums came from over there, getting closer and closer, and there were several figures coming with them.

"Ah!" Someone whispered, as if they saw something surprising.

Yan Ruyu narrowed her eyes slightly, and suddenly had an intuition that the things prepared by Yin Ding and the others might not be... reliable.

Several shadows came out of the shadows. They... were covered in chicken feathers, their heads were shaped like chickens, and there were small drums hanging from their waists and tops of their heads.

As he walked and knocked, the small drum on his head was sucked by the sharp mouth and made a sound.

Yan Ruyu was stunned for a moment, then she suppressed her laughter and quickly glanced at Huo Changhe.

Huo Changhe's eyes were intense and scrutinizing.

Yan Ruyu suddenly felt that this program had something to do with him.

As the drums beat, a few of them walked into the light and began to dance, up and down, left and right, the footsteps and the drums intersected, not to mention, it was quite neat.

Individually speaking, the dance is pretty good, but... the look is really hard to describe.

After dancing for a while, a lot of chicken feathers fell on the ground and in the air.

As soon as the drum beat stopped, Yan Ruyu's breath relaxed.

It's finally over, and I don't have to hold back my laughter anymore.

But she thought too simply.

As the chickens moved to the left and right, several more white-haired ones walked in, running and jumping, looking like sheep no matter how they looked at them.

Yan Ruyu held her hands tightly, pinched her palms, and then secretly glanced at Huo Changhe.

At this time, Huo Changhe was a little confused.

It seems like he doesn't know about the sheep either.

Yan Ruyu was thinking in her mind, is this the Year of the Rooster or the Year of the Sheep? Or is this a special performance style?

However, it doesn't look like it. Whether it's the people in the house or the yard, everyone's eyes are full of surprise, and it doesn't look like something they are used to seeing.

Several questions slowly emerged in Yan Ruyu's heart.

In doubt, she watched the action performances such as the mountain touching horns and the goat dancing. The chicken feathers on the ground were softly covered with some wool.

Yan Ruyu took a deep breath, bit her lip, and tried desperately to recall the frustration she felt a few days ago when her eyes were not healed.

It finally stopped - but it wasn't over yet.

The lights dimmed a few more times, a bell rang, and someone walked in while holding a torch and making a noise.

This is a cow.

Fortunately, the whole body was not made of cow hair, but rags and scraps of leather horns were used instead. The body was covered in dings, the face was painted with oil paint, and a cow horn hat was worn on the head.

He walked and jumped, shaking his head like a crazy calf.

The torch in his hand burned, shook, and smoked, and the yard was filled with smoke.

Before the show, the yard was still full of joy and joy. Now that the shows were being performed one by one, it was like coming to a spiritual collection site.

Yan Ruyu observed carefully that Beibei Fengxiao and the others were doing the chicken dance, Song Ping and the others were doing the sheep dance, and the last cow on the stage was Xiao Linlang.

She really wanted to laugh, but looking at their looks, she knew it wouldn't be appropriate to laugh.

His throat rolled, he lowered his head and gritted his teeth.