Solitary pet

Chapter 232

He Sheng was not convinced.Entering Deqing Palace, after saluting with Concubine De, next to Concubine De, said Shen Hao's words again, and asked: "Mother-in-law, do you think the prince is lying to me?"

Concubine De touched her forehead and raised her head in the direction of the fish tank, the little eunuch who waited on the fish hurriedly knelt and offered the fish tank up.

In the transparent fish tank, a small goldfish swims lively in it.

Concubine De knocked on the glass tank containing the fish, turned her head and said to He Sheng, "He really didn't lie to you, this fish is hard to keep up with, if you feed too much, it will easily starve to death, if you feed too little, it will easily get sick or starve to death , there are really not many who can raise them smoothly."

He Sheng's eyes widened, "Why did the saint give this?"

Concubine De held her hand, "Please do me a favor."

She told the little eunuch who was serving the fish to take good care of the goldfish.The little eunuch was very excited when he got the order.

There are tens of thousands of eunuchs in the palace, and it is difficult to get ahead in the palace, but if you follow King Pingling, it will be different.

If he can get into the eyes of the prince because of this, he won't have to worry about no one calling him grandpa in charge.

On the way back, He Sheng asked a few words about the goldfish, the little eunuch boldly said more, He Sheng was happy to hear it, and didn't stop him.

After returning to the mansion, He Sheng ordered Cuiyu to reward the little eunuch with two taels of silver, and told him to take good care of it.

The prince has already told her that it doesn't matter if she can't support her or not, when the time comes, she will go to the Sixth Prince's mansion to get some money to make up for it.

That's not good, isn't it equivalent to making a fake? She doesn't believe it, and she really can't support her.

Not only to feed, but also to live a long life.

The list on the young eunuch's shoulders became even heavier.

After staying in the Defei Palace until Shenshi, the three of them went to the Daqing Hall, where a banquet was given, with singing, dancing, silk and bamboo, and everyone toasted.

He Sheng and Shen Hao sat next to each other, happily preparing to drink, but Shen Hao stopped him with a look.

Under his wide sleeves, his slender hands held her arms, and his voice was low and deep, "I'm good, are you thinking about having a rash?"

He Sheng's lips that had just touched the cup moved away instantly, and stuck out his tongue, "I almost forgot."

This first glass of wine is a gift from the emperor, so I have to drink it.

Shen Hao quietly exchanged the empty wine glass he drank in one gulp with her full wine.

He Sheng was afraid of being discovered, so he made a slight gurgling sound.

Because of the presence of the queen, He Sheng felt uncomfortable. In the second half, the queen left the banquet drunk, and everyone was almost drunk, and the atmosphere instantly brightened.

Mo Zhenghuo came to talk to her, and after a few casual chats, Yao Yan was involved.

In fact, it was to ask about Dongyang Princess.

"Do you really look alike? Bring your younger brother someday, and I'll ask Lao Liu to stand with him for a comparison." Mo Zhenghuo smiled happily.

"Before, I never felt any resemblance between Xiaoyan and the sixth prince, but after a closer look, there is indeed a resemblance between the eyebrows and eyes."

Mo Zhenghuo patted her on the shoulder, with a great sense of comfort: "It's not that I deliberately damaged Dongyang's reputation. Your brother being entangled by her is a miserable word that can describe it. Do you want me to help you? It's really annoying. At worst, I'll beat her up. I cover my face and don't let her see me." Mo Zhenghuo's eyes were shining, and his tone was light and humorous.

Knowing that what she said was a joke, He Sheng didn't take it seriously, and responded with a few words casually, Mo Zhenghuo went to other banquet tables.

Walking around freely during the banquet, the saint sat on the throne on top, acquiescing.

During the new year, eating, drinking and drinking have to be lively.

Then some female relatives from other prefectures came to talk to He Sheng, in order to make friends with her.

There was a lot of talking on the scene, but she didn't drink a sip of wine——Shen Hao secretly replaced the wine in her jug ​​before the case with tea.

After half an hour, at the celebration point, the saint went to the tower of the Daqing Hall, followed by everyone.

He Sheng had been sitting for a long time, and felt back pain. Shen Hao was next to her, and pressed her waist with his big hands, not lightly but not too hard.

He leaned close to her ear and said softly: "After watching the fireworks and returning home, do you still want to watch the New Year?"

He Sheng clasped his hands together, his waist was sore, sore and comfortable, and he looked forward to it: "I think, in the first year we spend together, of course we have to watch the year."

As soon as the words fell, there was a bang from above the palace, the sky was suddenly illuminated, and clusters of fireworks were in full bloom above the night sky.

Every year during Chinese New Year, what He Sheng likes most is to watch the fireworks set off in the imperial city. When the fireworks are set off, not only people in the inner city can see them, but even people in the outer city can vaguely see them.

This year, she stood above the imperial city, the sky in front of her was filled with fireworks, and she had a panoramic view of all the beautiful scenery.

It turned out that it was such an exciting feeling to stand close and watch.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by the fireworks, and He Sheng was so excited that he almost stood on tiptoe.

Seeing her happy appearance, Shen Hao saw that the fireworks were burning in front of her, her shining eyes seemed to be burning too, and his heart was also burning.

He lowered his head, taking advantage of her unpreparedness, and kissed her on the cheek.

He Sheng covered his face, and looked around in shame and indignation. They were all people, and there was a saint standing not far ahead.

He kissed like this, not afraid of being seen.

She yelled coquettishly: "My lord!"

Shen Hao was extremely proud, with his hands behind his back, taking advantage of the moment she turned to watch the fireworks, he quickly kissed her ears again.

(End of this chapter)