Li Rong's hand was a little cold, and it touched his skin, making him barely sane.

But whether it was the fireworks blooming in the sky, or the girl standing on tiptoes with her eyes closed, he couldn't help feeling a little in a moment of trance. He felt that the past was nothing but a nightmare. They never happened. It was only 20-year-old Pei Wenxuan, and the person in front of him was only 18-year-old Li Rong.

"Rongrong..."

He didn't know what was wrong, his voice was a little choked up, he raised his hand, and gently wrapped her waist with one hand, fearing that she would slide down, and put the other hand on the back of her head, so that she could bear what he imposed. The strength.

With his gentle and lingering squabbling, provocation, and entanglement, Li Rong's breathing increased, and her hands lost strength, she slipped from his face and looped around his neck, and she was relying on the one around his waist. Hand, could not help taking a step back.

Pei Wenxuan followed her movement forward and forced her to reach the table.

He didn't move too much, he hoped that this kiss would give affection, not desire. So he used all his reason to force himself not to do more. He just wanted to kiss her, and then let her feel the ultimate joy and all the gentleness that this world can give from the kiss.

In Li Rong's memory, the fireworks of that year were displayed for a long time, one after another.

That kiss was different from before.

She indulged herself for many years. In the later years, whether she occasionally recalled the kisses with Pei Wenxuan when she was young or the touch with Su Rongqing, it was more of desire and love. She couldn't remember, or never knew what it was like to have more love in this kind of thing.

However, at this moment, she suddenly understood that the gentleness that fell in her heart like a spring rain softened all the hard soil, so there was more restraint in her desires, and Ruoyuoli carried a heartbeat and uncontrollable joy.

No matter how many times, how many years, how old, and how many winds and frosts have gone through, in that kiss, she suddenly became a little girl.

She was shy and emotional, and when she was chasing the other person aggressively, she was infected by the other's almost caring attitude, a little more embarrassed and embarrassed.

When the two stopped, the fireworks did not know how long it had been. Li Rong sat on the table and looked down at Pei Wenxuan. Pei Wenxuan’s lips were water-colored, and her face was white flour smeared on her hands. Qingjun looked up at her, restrained with joy, with a shining appearance, like a teenager in front of his sweetheart.

Li Rong looked down at him. The two didn't say anything. After looking at each other for a long time, Li Rong raised his hand, wiped his face with his sleeve, and said with a smile: "The dust is on his face."

Pei Wenxuan laughed: "This must be your Highness's revenge."

Li Rong raised his eyebrows, and Pei Wenxuan raised his hand to wipe the gray from Li Rong's face: "It doesn't count as a small cat by myself, but I have to drag me."

Li Rong's movements froze, and she seemed to realize that her face was also gray. At this moment, Jingmei's voice rang from outside: "His Royal Highness, are your dumplings ready?"

She didn't come in rashly, and she understood the rules. Li Rong heard the sound and quickly jumped off the table. Pei Wenxuan raised her hand and slapped her ashes. Li Rong coughed slightly, fearing that the sound would be heard outside. He said in a loud voice, "What's the matter?"

"His Royal Highness," Jingmei said with a smile, "Sister Jingmei made dumplings and asked her if she would serve her."

"No need." Pei Wenxuan said, turning his head to wash his hands, "You eat first, and I'll call someone for a while. Come over and eat dumplings together."

With that, Pei Wenxuan put the dumplings into the water plate by plate.

Jingmei answered, did not come in, turned her head and went outside the courtyard. Outside, a servant girl pointed at the kitchen and winked at Jingmei. Jingmei shook her head and whispered: "Your Royal Highness makes dumplings ready." Come, don't be afraid."

They were afraid that these two people would be pampered, and made dumplings for the whole afternoon and made themselves angry.

The dumplings fell into the pot. Li Rong watched curiously. She held her chin and looked at the dumplings and said, "Pei Wenxuan, your family celebrates the New Year like this?"

"Ok."

Pei Wenxuan smiled and raised his head: "Where is your Royal Highness?"

Li Rong thought for a while. In the past, there was no atmosphere for New Year in the palace. It was nothing more than a family banquet in the palace. The emperor and the queen brought the prince and unmarried princess to eat and drink.

The dishes are big fish and meat, served one by one, and new tricks will come out every year, but every year they feel that these new tricks are not interesting.

Treasures of mountains and seas, you can eat them on weekdays. Those new gadgets are often just a little bit lukewarm, like the word "Fu" made from tofu, or "Phoenix" carved from the skin of a melon. They look pretty, but they don't have much taste.

"Just like the palace banquet you see on weekdays," Li Rong sighed, "It's very boring."

"His Royal Highness will have lucky money?"

Pei Wenxuan was a little curious, and Li Rong casually said, "Yes, all the rewards have been sent to the warehouse. I don't remember what they are. Oh, the queen gave me a pair of Suzaku for a year. I really like it. "

Pei Wenxuan listened and thought about it. Just about to speak, Li Rong pointed at the dumplings in the pot and said, "Are these dumplings boiled?"

Pei Wenxuan looked back and saw that the dumplings were cooked, and they were all floating up. Li Rong stared at the dumplings, very worried: "My palace sees that some dumplings are already pierced in the intestines. Belly floating on the water? Is it impossible to eat?"

"His Royal Highness," Pei Wenxuan couldn't laugh or cry, "That's familiar."

"It's cooked?" Li Rong was a little surprised, "So this is cooked, I said, how do you know if you cook dumplings? It turns out that it is."

Pei Wenxuan had known that Li Rong had no distinction of grains, he was not surprised, smiled and greeted the outsiders to come in, fished out dumplings one by one, and sent them to the dining room.

The other people in the princess’s mansion were cooking in the small kitchen. They had already prepared the dishes. Li Rong and Pei Wenxuan’s dumplings were the last to be served. After the dumplings were placed, the two also went to the dining room. The yard outside the dining room was temporary. After setting up several tables, all the domestic servants who did not go back for the Chinese New Year stayed here. Pei Wenxuan turned to look at Li Rong, and explained to Li Rong: "I ordered it, right?"

"You have ordered, can I still save your face in public?"

Li Rong said, sat down with Pei Wenxuan, raised his hand and said to everyone: "Sit down, everyone."

After Li Rong finished speaking, everyone respectfully saluted, and then sat down.

This was the first time Li Rong was sitting with a servant. She was so uncomfortable, she couldn't help but look back at Pei Wenxuan next to her. Pei Wenxuan picked up a dumpling for her and said with a smile: "Your Highness, say something festive? It’s also a New Year’s blessing, lest everyone get nervous."

Li Rong paused for a moment, hesitated for a while, and then said: "Then I wish you all the wealth in the coming year, and your family will be well. If you are married, you will find a good relationship, and you will have an early son and be happy."

"His Royal Highness."

Li Rong said soft words, and everyone was completely relieved and responded with a smile.

"Let's eat."

As Li Rong said, she picked up the dumplings in the bowl.

Li Rong was here. Although everyone was relieved, they were still a little bit cautious. When Pei Wenxuan saw it, he greeted everyone: "Don't be cautious, everyone should drink and drink, eat dumplings, eat dumplings, and show your Royal Highness what it is like on weekdays. If anyone eats copper coins today, there will be a reward!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Rong "hissed", and a copper coin rolled out of her mouth. She did not expect that Pei Wenxuan would actually put copper coins in dumplings. This is a folk custom. She didn't have any precautions when stuffing this kind of food in the food, and she bit down, feeling that her teeth were almost broken.

"Bae..."

With tears in her eyes, Li Rong raised her hand to throw the chopsticks in pain. Pei Wenxuan's eyes were quick and her hand was quick. One hand grabbed her hand that threw the chopsticks, and the other hand covered her mouth. Good luck this year!"

After speaking, Pei Wenxuan whispered: "His Royal Highness, give face."

"What kind of face is it!"

Li Rong pushed him away, covering her mouth and getting angry: "I don't know if I put the copper coin in advance, my teeth are about to break!"

"I didn't expect your Highness to eat so fiercely, this is not just about to say..." Pei Wenxuan couldn't laugh or cry.

Li Rong seems to have no rules on weekdays, but in fact the rules are hidden in the details. For example, when she eats, she chews slowly, and she lays her hands on her abdomen when she sleeps. Who knows that she is so hungry today that she doesn’t care. Deportment, bit down.

Li Rong felt that she was at a loss, and she didn't care about Pei Wenxuan, she just stretched out her hand to ask for a reward: "What about the reward?"

Pei Wenxuan laughed and raised his hand to give Li Rong a red envelope from his sleeve.

Li Rong got this kind of red envelope for the first time. It was a little bit novel. He opened the red envelope in front of everyone and saw that there was nothing in it. After shaking, she shook a couple of silver in her palm.

Looking at a couple of silver and thinking of his teeth, Li Rong was dissatisfied: "Are you embarrassed to pack a red envelope of a couple of silver?"

"Good, good," Pei Wenxuan was afraid of her, and took out a red envelope that he painted a golden phoenix by hand, "This is yours. That extra gift."

Li Rong saw the beautiful phoenix, she was a little moved, and she unceremoniously stretched out her hand to take it, Pei Wenxuan moved the red envelope aside, and smiled: "His Royal Highness, you have to be obedient to get the new year's money."

"The horse is joking," Jing Lan laughed from the side, "How can you give your Royal Highness a red envelope, how can it be called a new year's money."

"You don't understand this," Pei Wenxuan turned his head and glanced at Jinglan, then turned his eyes back to Li Rong with a smile, "His Royal Highness is young, and I usually take care of it, just like taking care of my sister. ."

When everyone heard Pei Wenxuan's words, the hall burst into laughter. Li Rong raised her eyebrows: "Do you dare to lead people to laugh at me?"

"Don't dare," Pei Wenxuan hurriedly said, "This is a smile that symbolizes the joy of the New Year. There is no meaning to laugh at your Highness."

"Red envelopes." Li Rong was too lazy to talk to him, not wanting to be silly with him, Pei Wenxuan took the red envelopes and smiled, "Does your Highness say nice things?"

"That's right." Li Rong directly raised her hand and said lazily, "So just give me the red envelope and it's done."

"I don't know, I will teach you."

As Pei Wenxuan said, he leaned forward and put the red envelope in Li Rong's palm, while covering Li Rong's ear.

"I like you and want to spend the New Year with you every year."

"His Royal Highness," Pei Wenxuan asked in a very small voice, "Have you learned?"