One touch and one silence

When Nanzhi returned home, he asked Liuyue to cut a thin charcoal stick for him.

She split a bamboo, wrapped the charcoal sticks inside, and then used a piece of cloth to tear off a piece and wrap it up.

A simple pen like this is ready.

Otherwise the paper would be dirty before she finished her painting.

Nanzhi first drew out the style of wedding dress that she had thought of in her mind.

The first thing to be painted was the woman.

The patterns on the wedding dress were extremely complicated, so she chose to paint the veil, which was quite simple.

As Nanzhi's first stroke fell, it gradually became smoother, and then came the shoes.

With a picture in mind, the movements are much faster.

It was already a rare achievement to finish two paintings tonight. Nanzhi wanted to continue painting, but was urged to go to bed by the nanny.

The main thing is that she has to enter the palace tomorrow.

Nanzhi had no choice but to listen to the nanny and go to bed.

The next day, Nanzhi got up before dawn, ate two buns casually, and went back to the study.

In the morning, someone came to invite Nanzhi to have breakfast at the palace, but Nanzhi told him to refuse.

The visitor also knew that the Seventh Prince was weak and might still be sleeping, so he didn't say anything else and went back to the palace to report.

It was almost lunchtime when the eunuchs in the palace came to urge her again. Only then did Nanzhi put down the simple pen in her hand, changed her clothes, and followed the eunuchs into the palace.

When Nanzhi arrived, the hall was already full of people. Nanzhi walked to the middle awkwardly and bowed to greet them.

Her seat was arranged below the prince's. I don't know if it was because Nanzhi had good relationships recently.

No one said no.

"You haven't been feeling well lately, go sit down!"

As the emperor's voice fell, everyone's mind became clear as a mirror.

Nanzhi sat down and looked around the palace. This was her first time here.

Except for the three concubines she knew, the Empress and the Royal Concubine Qin Shuyuan, she didn't know any of the others.

Of the children here, the only ones left are the prince, Nan Shu and Nan Wan. There are no others.

She didn't say anything, just sat in her seat, watching the singing and dancing, and eating snacks and fruits on the table.

It wasn't cold inside the hall, probably because it had floor heating, so it was exceptionally warm.

Nan Shu took advantage of no one's attention and pulled Nanzhi's sleeve.

Just raise your hand and you'll find a purse.

"Happy New Year, Xiaoqi!"

Nanzhi looked at the rough stitches on the purse and took it with both hands.

There was a hint of embarrassment on Nan Shu's face.

"Well, this is what I've wanted to give you for a long time. I've been practicing for a long time, and this is the only one that looks better. I hope Xiaoqi is healthy and lives a long life."

Nanzhi looked at the words "safe and healthy" on her purse and felt warm in her heart.

Although the things were not worth much, the thought really touched Nanzhi's heart.

A dignified princess personally embroidered a purse for her.

Nanzhi pulled Nanshu's hand and felt heartbroken when she saw the needle hole on her finger.

"Thank you, sister. I like it very much. Does your hand still hurt?"

Nan Shu withdrew his hand embarrassedly, feeling happy in his heart.

"It's okay, it will be fine in two days. When I become more skilled, I will embroider a more beautiful one for you."

Nan Shu coquettishly made a beautiful promise to Nan Zhi.

Nanzhi couldn't help but smile, "Thank you very much, Imperial Sister. Xiaoqi will be waiting."

As the two chatted more and more happily, they actually sat together.

Their happy appearance made others present envious.

The imperial concubine looked at Nanzhi vaguely.

The boy had been looking at her since he came in, except for a glance when he saluted her.

At other times, he didn't even look at her.

Is it her imagination?

Isn't it to please yourself?

Not interested in that position?

Nanzhi never thought that even though she came so early in the day, she would have to stay up all night to celebrate the New Year.

Today was really a day full of gossip.

At night, Nanzhi pretended to be drowsy, hoping that her cheap father would let her go back to sleep.

She is too naive.

The emperor simply asked someone to bring a blanket and cover Nanzhi with it, and still did not mention letting her go back.

Until Nanzhi really fell asleep, she woke up in the side hall of the imperial study the next day.

Nanzhi yawned and asked Liuyue when she came back last night.

After hearing Liu Yue’s words, well, it seems that it is after midnight.

It turns out that ancient people also stayed up all night to celebrate the New Year!

Thinking of this, Nanzhi dressed herself with the help of her maid and prepared to pay her respects to the emperor.

By the way, let’s see if there were red envelopes available in ancient times.

At this time, everyone was in the Queen's palace when Nanzhi arrived wrapped in a cloak.

Everyone was there, and she was the last one.

Nanzhi gritted his teeth and respectfully greeted everyone present.

"Greetings to my father, the emperor, my mother, the empress, and the imperial concubine!"

"I wish my father, the emperor, and my mother a happy new year and good health. I wish our country of Daling prosperity and peace for the people."

"I wish the Imperial Concubine and all the ladies to be as beautiful as the flowers of Shunhua, and to remain the same year after year."

Fortunately, before coming here yesterday, the nanny asked her to memorize some words of congratulations, otherwise, she would have been in trouble.

After Nanzhi finished speaking, everyone above started laughing.

"It seems that you have made a lot of progress recently. Study hard. Of course, your health is the most important thing."

After the emperor finished speaking, he picked up a big red envelope in his hand and handed it to Nanzhi.

"Giving red envelopes is a symbol of blessing from parents to their children. Today, I will be a father, no longer an emperor. I hope my son will be safe and healthy, and live a long and happy life."

Nanzhi was stunned.

She was a little at a loss for what to do when the emperor was like this.

Is this still the emperor who didn't keep his words and kept cheating her?

The queen then took out the red envelope she had prepared long ago and handed it to Nanzhi personally.

"I hope my son Xiaoqi will be safe, happy, and live a long and blessed life."

No matter how much truth there is in this sentence, Nanzhi's heart was still quite moved at this moment.

She reached out to take the red envelopes handed over by the two men and bowed respectfully in return.

"Thank you, Father and Mother!"

"Hey! Since His Majesty and the Queen have prepared red envelopes, it would be unreasonable for me not to give them."

"Mei Xiang!"

Meixiang held the tray in her hand and handed it to the imperial concubine.

Cheng Yueqing raised her little finger, picked up the big red envelope on the tray, and smiled at Nanzhi.

"I have nothing else to say, so I will do the same as Your Majesty. I wish Your Highness peace, happiness, and a long life!"

Cheng Yueqing kept looking at Nanzhi, and she did not miss the complex look in Nanzhi's eyes.

It made her a little confused.

She knew that she had killed the biological mother of the Seventh Prince. Although that biological mother had not been very kind to her, a biological mother is a biological mother, and she and he were destined to be enemies.

She is just looking good today.