The queen's vest fell off, I picked it up for you

Duan Yihuang frowned, "What... what is this?"

Yun Mumu explained: "The purse? The concubine embroidered it herself." After finishing speaking, she happily showed the purse to Duan Yixuan, with a confident smile on her face.

Duan Yihuang: ...

The corner of the mouth twitched, are you sure you embroidered it by yourself, not with your feet?
The silk thread and the satin of the purse are excellent tributes, what a waste of waste.

However, he was still very moved when she gave him something embroidered by her own hands. This was his inner thoughts.

On the surface, he still had to hold back his imperial arrogance.

Pretending to be reserved, he said: "Hey, it's you who want to give it to me, so I want it. Otherwise, how could I be interested in such crudely made things?"

Yun Mumu smiled, "Well, Your Majesty, please accept the purse from my concubine."

From an angle that Sang Ju couldn't see, Duan Yihuang reached out quietly, grabbed the purse, and pressed it under his satin pillow like a treasure.

Yun Mumu was very satisfied, brushed it once, and grabbed another handful, "I have embroidered a lot of them, this one is for Bingqiao, this one is for Ah Jiu, and there is another one for Qianqian, this one is embroidered with a big black pig." Just give it to Duan Yunhan, Ying Liyang will also have a share..."

Watching Yun Mumu showing off her embroidered purses like dogs.

Duan Yihuang felt chilly in his heart, does everyone have one?Not unique?

Thinking of this, he got angry, and quietly pulled out the purse from under the pillow, and threw it aside.

Yun Mumu didn't notice his movement either, and left after counting the purses.

When it was Haishi, there were small snowflakes in the sky again, Yun Mumu was walking on the tree-lined path, wearing a big red fur cloak, but still shivering from the cold.

I scolded Duan Yiyao that bastard thousands of times in my heart, what the hell, every time I ask myself out, I have to be at this big night.

It's freezing cold, and I'm not punctual.

"Mumu."

Just when Yun Mumu chopped Duan Yiyao into pieces in his heart, Duan Yiyao's voice suddenly came from behind him.

She turned her head and looked at Duan Yiyao, under the red plum tree, covered with white snow, the man was walking towards her with a lantern in his hand.

Yun Mumu frowned.

Duan Yiyao doesn't look quite the same today, did he dress up carefully?

The clothes are new, the shoes are new, and even the white jade crown on the head seems to be the most popular style this year.

As Duan Yiyao approached, the original scent of plum blossoms in the air was gradually replaced by the scent of sandalwood on his body.

Yun Mumu didn't have the heart to admire the handsome man, and stared straight at the lantern in his hand.

Because there was no light at all where they met, the only light was the lantern in Duan Yiyao's hand.

Seeing the firelight, she also felt a trace of warmth in her heart, as if the candlelight could heat up all the coldness.

Duan Yiyao saw her staring at the lantern in his hand, thought she liked it, so he gave the lantern to Yun Mumu, "Mumu, do you like it? Then I will give it to you."

Yun Mumu took it over, nodded her head pretending to be shy and said, "Yes, thank you Prince Jing."

Half of her face was illuminated by this lantern, and her creamy transparent skin looked like a piece of flawless jade.

It is a bit more delicate and beautiful than the plum blossoms in full bloom in this garden.