Seeing Prince Heshuo like this, Yan Shuo was not in the mood to stay any longer. When he walked to the door, he spat on the ground and said to the bodyguard beside him, "He is no longer the prince he used to be. He is useless!"
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After the twelfth lunar month, it is the Lunar New Year.
The expected war was postponed to the end of the year, and neither Lu nor Yan seemed to want to engage in a major war on the festive day.
There is still a standoff at the border, and even a steady stream of supplies are being transported non-stop, without stopping for half a day.[
The capital city is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, giving it the atmosphere of the New Year.
In Prince Rui's palace, this year was more prosperous than in the past. The housekeeper was already too busy to handle it alone. Guixi, the eunuch in charge of the palace, quickly came over to help. The emperor was centered wherever he was. In contrast, the palace's
Things become less important.
Tao Xiaowei asked the tailor to quickly make four sets of clothes with the same fabric and style. Yan Xi and Yan Ying’s clothes were men’s, while Tao Xiaowei and Yan Chuyao’s were women’s. They were all in the most festive bright red, ready for the New Year.
Wearing it at night indicates a prosperous year, which is a good omen.
Unexpectedly, when the clothes were sent to Yan Xi, they were ruthlessly rejected. His Majesty the Emperor said coldly, "The bright yellow has made him very impatient. He will never touch this annoying red."
Tao Xiaowei was so angry that she walked around the room holding Yan Xi's new robe. She had to think of a way for him to wear it. It was only New Year's Eve every year and the whole family was wearing the same thing. Why should he?
This male owner wants to have special privileges.
While Yan Rong was hanging apple puree on a spoon for Yan Nuannuan to eat, he said coolly, "Brothers and sisters, you still don't have enough portion. Look at other couples. It's the daughter-in-law who decides what the husband wears when he wakes up in the morning. How can it be like yours?"
It's like home, and my wife can't even take care of such trivial matters as dressing." Putting his arms around Zhuye Tong's shoulders, Yan Rong said proudly, "Take my house as an example, as long as Xiao Tong kisses her and wants
Whatever I wear, even if it is a monk's robe, I will wear it happily when I go out and show it off to everyone in the capital. This is what my wife chose."
Zhuye Tong was embarrassed and said angrily, "Then on New Year's Eve this year, you wear a monk's robe and I wear a nun's robe. Nuannuan can just get a Taoist nun's robe."