After marrying Your Majesty, I roll over every day

Ganquan Palace.

The hall was brightly lit, Yu Ning was not there, and the palace people were all ready to serve Qin Sui with 12 points of energy.

As soon as Yu Ning entered the inner hall, he saw Qin Sui leaning on the soft bed, reading a book he hadn't finished.

Feeling that he was in a good mood, Yu Ning breathed a sigh of relief.

Taking off the cloak and handing it to Xiao Linzi, he hurriedly stepped forward to salute: "I have seen Your Majesty."

Qin Sui looked up at him: "I'm back."

"Yes..." Yu Ning couldn't figure out his attitude for a while, and took the initiative to explain: "The concubine has gone to release the river lantern."

Qin Sui turned a page of the book: "Really? What wish did the queen make?"

Yu Ning wrote it in his hand: "The concubine prays that the weather will be smooth in the summer and the people will be safe and healthy. I also pray that your majesty will be healthy and the country will be prosperous..."

Qin Sui sneered: "The God of the River knows you have so many wishes, so he probably ran away in fright."

"..."

Yuning thought of his paper boat that couldn't capsize, and was dumbfounded for a moment.

After waking up the next day, Qin Sui only explained his intentions when he was about to go to court.

It turns out that it is less than one month before New Year's Eve, and the palace will hold a New Year's Eve banquet at that time.In previous years, this matter was handled by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. This year, Yuning, the queen, is here, so he will naturally preside over everything.

Yu Ning was taken aback when he heard the words, and quickly agreed.

He counted the days in his mind, and found that the Chinese New Year was indeed approaching, and tomorrow was the Laba Festival.

"You don't need to seek new ideas, you can just follow the rules of previous years." Qin Sui said flatly, "If you don't understand, just ask Wang Ling."

Wang Ling is the newly appointed chief of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

"Yes." Yu Ning agreed, thinking of tomorrow's day, he asked him again: "Tomorrow is the Laba Festival, will Your Majesty come over tomorrow night?"

Asking now, it's better than Qin Sui coming and he doesn't know yet.

Qin Sui: "The queen kindly invites me, so I will come."

Yu Ning was taken aback when he heard the words, and his eyes fell on Qin Sui: "Actually, I didn't really think about it..."

"Huh?" Qin Sui raised his eyelids and looked at him.

Yuning broke out in a cold sweat: "I don't really want it... I really want it. If possible, I hope His Majesty will come tonight."

Qin Sui snorted and said with a smile: "Then I will fulfill the queen's wish."

"..."

On the day of the Laba Festival, Yuning planned to make a bowl of Laba porridge for Qin Sui himself.

Although at first he really didn't really want Qin Sui to come, but later Yuning didn't think so.

Why didn't he take this opportunity to beg Qin Sui so that he could meet his family?

The concubine is not allowed to summon her family if she has nothing to do, even if Yu Ning is the queen.

Thinking of this, Yu Ning prepared more seriously.

However, he hasn't cooked for 17 years, and even if he has someone to help him, he is a little flustered for a while.

There is no way, Yu Huai'an has always adhered to the idea of ​​a gentleman staying away from the kitchen, even though Shen wailed every day that the family could not afford to hire servants, he never let Yu Ning go to the kitchen once.

Peanuts, red beans, glutinous rice, goji berries, bacon and other ingredients were washed and cut up and neatly placed on the chopping board. Yuning silently recited the details explained by the imperial chef several times before driving everyone out.

It is more sincere to do this kind of thing in person, not to mention his hands are not stupid.

However, Yuning's self-confidence was quickly exhausted in repeated failures.

The first time, the porridge was mushy; the second time, the rice was not cooked; the third time... the fourth time... the fifth time...

Yu Ning scalded her fingers twice, and finally resigned to her fate and called the chef to come over, and asked the other party to teach her.

With the step-by-step demonstration by the imperial chef, Yu Ning finally did something decent, at least in terms of appearance, it was similar to what the other party did.

It's just that the happiness didn't last long, it disappeared when Yu Ning tasted the first bite.

Why is it that the imperial chef taught him by hand, but I still didn't taste as good as the other's cooking?

I don't know if it's because I tasted it too many times today, but Yu Ning only felt that the root of his tongue was bitter, probably it was mushy again.

Yuning put down the bowl, frowned and said: "Forget it, let's do this first."

In the evening, he had to go to the Temple of Yonghe to offer sacrifices, so he didn't have much time.

It has been a centuries-old custom for emperors and empresses to sacrifice to their ancestors on the Laba Festival to pray for a good harvest and good luck.

The Lama Temple is specially used to worship ancestors and gods in the palace.

After bathing, Yu Ning changed into the sacrificial attire, and went to Yonghe Hall with Qin Sui.

When offering incense, Qin Sui caught a glimpse of the burning foam in Yuning's hands, and asked a rare question: "Did the empress cook the porridge herself?"

Yu Ning hid her hands: "No... concubines don't know how to do it."

He didn't plan to tell Qin Sui anymore, the cooking was so unpalatable, it was hard to guarantee that the other party would not lose his temper after eating his porridge.

The sacrificial ceremony this time is not complicated, but it will be ready in half an hour. The two left the Lama Temple, got on the chariot one after the other, and prepared to go to Ganquan Palace.

The dinner was as sumptuous as ever, the palace people brought two bowls of Laba porridge, Yu Ning tasted it, she didn't make it herself, so she felt relieved.

Unexpectedly, Qin Sui only took a sip before putting down the spoon.

He glanced at Yuning, and asked with a calm face: "Who made this porridge?"

"Return to Your Majesty, he is the cook in the concubine's palace."

Yu Ning went in without knowing it, he tasted it very good.

Qin Sui: "There's no need to stay."

Yu Ning was so frightened that the spoon fell into the bowl, and the eunuchs also knelt down in a pile, Xiao Linzi looked up at Yuning, he hesitated to speak, but Yuning instinctively felt something was wrong: "Your Majesty, what's wrong?"

Qin Sui glanced at him, and handed the bowl in front of him: "It's so unpalatable, what are you going to do with it?"

Yu Ning felt even worse, took a sip tremblingly, and his expression changed.

Muddy!Who brought the porridge he made to His Majesty?

Sensing Yu Ning's gaze, Xiao Linzi on the side hurriedly said: "Your Highness didn't say anything before he left, and the servants took it upon themselves to serve His Majesty the porridge that His Highness made by himself... His Highness made this porridge all afternoon, and his hands were injured .”

Yuning: "..."

There is no need to say such a shameful thing.

Qin Sui's face paled slightly: "I just said how can the cooks in the palace be so bad."

"However," Qin Sui changed his voice, and said again: "Since the empress cooks it herself, I will reluctantly try some."

Yu Ning: "...The concubine is really grateful."

It's just that the porridge was overcooked, and it was difficult for Yuning to ask Qin Sui what he originally planned to ask.

He suppressed it, and decided to find another opportunity to talk about it later.

It's just that he didn't expect this opportunity to be so long away.

The New Year's Eve banquet in the palace has always been very lively. The dancers lined up new songs and dances, and opera gardens from the south of the Yangtze River came to Beijing to perform.

Yuning also thought of Princess Wen Qing who was far away on Jingyan Mountain, and asked Qin Sui if he could invite her back.

Qin Sui glanced at him: "If you think you can please her, then go."

Yuning: "..."

In the end, Yuning tried to write a letter to Princess Wen Qing, and sent someone to send it quickly.

Fortunately, Princess Wen Qing gave her a lot of face, and she actually agreed to come back.

Before the New Year's Eve banquet, she lived in the princess mansion, and lived with the princess Yun from the prairie.

Yuning originally had the intention to visit, but thinking of the Princess, she also stopped thinking.

Besides Princess Wen Qing, when Yu Ning looked at the list, he also noticed two people - the two sons of Prince Rong.

Yu Ning remembered that he didn't see the two of them during the big wedding banquet, so he couldn't help asking Xiao Linzi curiously.

"Your Highness, don't you know?" Xiao Linzi remembered that Yu Ning was away all year round, so he explained: "Mr. Jing Huan has a lot of Taoism. He was accepted as an apprentice by the former national teacher since he was a child. There is no new national teacher. Only Mr. Jing Huan has been living in the Taoist temple on Wuyin Mountain, not caring about world affairs."

Yu Ning couldn't help wondering: "Then Prince Rong is willing to do so?"

Xiao Linzi shook his head: "When the national teacher proposed to take Mr. Jing Huan away, he had already been named the son of the prince's mansion. Prince Rong was unwilling at first, but I don't know what the national teacher said. In the end, Mr. Jing Huan He took the initiative to go with him, but Prince Rong did not stop him."

"Later, Princess Rong gave birth to her youngest son, who is now the little son Qin Jingran. The little son has been very popular with the Queen Mother since he was a child, and he was conferred the title of title when he was less than three years old, and can be designated as the next son."

Only then did Yu Ning understand, and she couldn't help being curious about that Mr. Jing Huan.

Having been with the national teacher for many years, shouldn't he already be a magic stick?

Time passed by in the blink of an eye, and the New Year's Eve banquet will arrive soon.

This time it was still held in the beautiful Xianyue Pavilion, Yu Ning and Qin Sui were the last to arrive, he was too lazy to talk, so he just waved his hand and let the dancers start to perform.

This time, Yu Ning is much calmer than when he was newly married, and even dared to sneak a glance at Mr. Jing Huan while everyone was enjoying the singing and dancing.

After hearing so much from Xiao Linzi, he was naturally still curious.

The seat was arranged by Yu Ning, and after looking around the crowd for a while, he quickly found where Qin Jinghuan was.

In fact, even if he didn't arrange a seat, it was easy to recognize Qin Jinghuan in the crowd.

Without him, among the men present, the only one who could match Qin Sui in appearance was Qin Jinghuan.

It's just that the two are very different from temperament to appearance, which can be called two extremes.

Qin Sui's appearance is exquisite and beautiful, just like a picture of a beauty drawn with fine brushwork, exquisite and handsome everywhere, coupled with his lazy and taboo temperament, it adds a bit of contradictory attraction; Qin Jinghuan is more like a In this splash-ink landscape painting, compared with his handsome facial features, what is more outstanding is his temperament, like a fairy under the moon, like a temple Bodhisattva, with a friendly smile, but it only makes people feel unattainable.

A beautiful lady in the world, and a fairy far away in the sky.

Yu Ning was in a daze for a moment, thinking wildly in his mind for a long time, until a familiar voice came from his ear.

"Compared with him, who is better looking?"

Yu Ning came back to his senses, looked at Qin Sui beside him, subconsciously said: "It's...much worse."

Realizing that this is a proposition of Taoism, he quickly moved his eyes away, touched his nose and said: "Although Mr. Jing Huan is outstanding in appearance, he is still not as good as His Majesty. What's more, His Majesty is very handsome and majestic, how could it be him?" comparable……"

Yu Ning said a lot in one breath, Qin Sui didn't refute, and listened with a smile, until Yu Ning stopped dry-mouthed, he said unhurriedly: "Did I say it was Qin Jinghuan?"

Yuning: "..."