Swap, the involutionary regent palace fight also forced me to rebel

The snow came late this year, but it fell densely. The next snow fell before the previous one melted.

However, after a few nights of sound sleep, Nan Yingzhi woke up and found that the palace servants were busy preparing the New Year's Eve banquet.

Hearing that as an emperor, she had to entertain her ministers first before attending the family dinner to accompany Yun Ji, she lay back on the agarwood bed and touched the black hair of the person beside her.

"Little Gardenia, get up." Knowing that it was cold, she began to feel lazy. Yun Ji gently lifted the corner of the quilt, "You have to receive the ministers."

Nan Yingzhi shivered instantly when she was caught off guard by the cold air.

She staggered out of bed, pulled the robe hanging on the screen, and hurriedly put it on.

"Qingchuan'er," Nan Yingzhi felt the cold air with her fingertips, and she was still frightened, "When it comes to the correct way to urge me to go to work, you still know it best."

Every time she came up with a new word, Yun Ji would ask and secretly note it down, and now he understood what "going to work" meant.

He huddled in the brocade quilt, with only his head exposed, and gave her a faint smile: "Husband, please come back early to accompany me."

When having fun with her ministers, Nan Yingzhi had to drink. Fortunately, she could drink a lot and she had principles, so she didn't force herself to drink when she felt dizzy.

After dealing with the ministers, she still knew the way back to Kunning Palace.

"Little Gardenia," Ben was standing under the eaves, looking forward to it. Yun Ji saw her from afar, walking towards him on the newly swept, snow-free road, "Are you drunk?"

"No, I'm still awake," Nan Yingzhi stopped him from moving forward, "The road is covered with ice, it's too slippery, you stay there, I'll come find you."

She really didn't drink much. Yun Ji got closer and only then could he smell a hint of alcohol.

"You have to stay up tonight, and you have to write auspicious words after 4:40 of midnight." Seeing that she looked tired, Yun Ji supported her arm and said, "Come into the hall and take a rest."

"But," Nan Yingzhi rubbed her face twice and tried to cheer herself up, "According to the regulations, there should be a family banquet in the harem, and I am needed..."

"Xiao Zhizi," Yun Ji interrupted her rarely, "Did you say at the Queen's coronation ceremony that I am the master of the harem?"

Sitting down on the soft couch in the hall, Nan Yingzhi nodded: "Not bad."

"Then I decided that we don't need to hold the family banquet this year," Yun Ji said seriously, counting on his fingers to explain the reason, "First of all, I am the only one in the harem.

“Secondly, Nan Yi is the only one left among the royal family. He wants to drink with his brothers in the camp, so even if he arrives in time, he will be drunk.

"Again and again, the palace has already spent a lot of money on entertaining the ministers. Why should we spend more useless money?"

After having a good meal and a good drink at the banquet, Nan Yingzhi nodded and said, "That makes sense, but if we don't hold this family banquet, what will you eat?"

Seeing that she was worried about not having anything to eat, Yun Ji opened the cupboard and showed her his stock: “You don’t have to worry about that.

"I haven't finished the pickled fish that Nan Yi brought last time, and there are still quite a few plums left, enough for me to eat for a while."

Originally, seeing that Nan Yi always sent heavy snacks into the palace, Nan Yingzhi wanted to criticize "junk food, which is harmful to health", but seeing that these were the only ones that could whet Yun Ji's appetite, she remained silent.

Experts also say that eating rice is not good and drinking porridge is not nutritious, but our ancestors ate these and still survived.

While living, it is more comfortable to enjoy life while you can.

Seeing Yunji's fingertips moving on the oil paper, waiting for her order to start eating, Nan Yingzhi closed her eyes and just reminded her: "Your tongue may feel numb after eating, remember to drink more water."

After resting for a while, she felt the corner of her clothes being pulled, and heard the soft voice of "Little Gardenia" in her ears. She slowly opened her eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Look," Yun Ji pointed to the courtyard, where Lan Fu was busy hanging firecrackers on the eaves, and said with an inexplicable envy, "Lan Fu is fiddling with firecrackers in the courtyard."

Still feeling sleepy, Nan Yingzhi suppressed a yawn and replied, "Yes, it is indeed time to set off fireworks during the New Year."

"Before, my mother said it was dangerous and never let me touch it. Now that I'm older, I can't bring myself to touch it."

With a serious expression, Yun Ji didn't seem to be joking, "But tonight, I want to try it."

Hearing that he was going to take the risk himself, Nan Yingzhi suddenly came to her senses: "Huh? You said you were going to use your hands to light that long string of firecrackers?"

"Yeah," Yun Ji nodded twice, his eyes full of curiosity, "I'm really curious."

Thinking of the baby in his belly, Nan Yingzhi almost blurted out "It's too dangerous". Seeing that he insisted on trying, she gritted her teeth and nodded: "Okay, I'll go with you."

Seeing that the fire stick was short, Nan Yingzhi recalled the way he lit fireworks when he was a child, and called Lingfeng to go to the sacrificial place to get a long and thin incense stick.

"Qingchuan'er," she blew a breath and saw a red dot on the top of the incense as she expected. She handed it to Yunji, "Use this, it's safe."

Knowing that he had to light the fuse at New Year's Day, Yun Ji let out an "Oh" and got ready for the bell that indicated he could take action.

As the bell rang, the sound of firecrackers rang out inside and outside the palace, drowning out people's words.

Imitating the children he had seen when he was young, Yun Ji stretched out his hand, lit the fuse, then covered his ears and quickly ran to the side.

There was a layer of ice on the ground. He took too big a step, his foot slipped, and his upper body was out of control, falling forward.

Nan Yingzhi was quick to catch him and wanted to say "be careful", but her center of gravity was off.

In the end, the two of them couldn't keep their balance and fell on the snow. Nan Yingzhi adjusted her position in time and served as a warm cushion for Yun Ji.

The sound of firecrackers completely occupied Nan Yingzhi's ears. She saw Yun Ji's mouth opening and closing, as if he was talking, but she couldn't hear clearly.

Yun Ji realized that no matter how he shouted, Nan Yingzhi looked confused. He waited until the firecrackers burned out and there was no sound before he spoke.

"Xiao Zhizi," he pulled her up, looking a little lonely, "I'm sorry, I wet your clothes."

"It's okay, only my outer robe is wet, I can just change into another one," Nan Yingzhi took off the fox fur coat and took the new outer robe handed to her by Lingfeng, "How is it? Are you happy to light the fuse yourself?"

"I'm happy." Yun Ji still couldn't get over the hurdle of "getting her clothes wet", so he lowered his eyes, "If I didn't cause you to fall, I would be happier."

"It's normal to make mistakes when doing something for the first time,"

After wrapping him in new clothes, Nan Yingzhi held him horizontally and said, "If you like it, I will accompany you to set off fireworks every year in the future."

"Hmm?" Unexpectedly, Yun Ji hugged her neck and said in confusion, "Why are you hugging me all of a sudden?"

Lifting her feet high, Nan Yingzhi stepped into the palace gate: "It's already early in the morning, of course I have to go inside and rest for a while, I still have to write an inscription."

Yun Ji shook his legs a few times, enjoying the happiness of being held, and asked her with his head tilted: "Didn't you say that you wanted me to walk by myself?"

"You just fell to the ground," Nan Yingzhi carried him into the inner hall, put him on the bed, and took off his shoes with her own hands, "I couldn't bear to let you walk back by yourself."

"I didn't fall to the ground," Yun Ji collapsed on the bed, letting the stove below warm him, "I fell on you."

Thinking about her strong physique, she did take a lot of damage, but she still protected him steadily. Nan Yingzhi said "yes", then went to the table and wrote auspicious words according to the template.

Originally, the red pen was only used in the imperial study.

But Lingyu took into consideration that Nan Yingzhi would stay in Kunning Palace for Yunji on New Year's Eve, and it would be too troublesome to run back and forth, so he temporarily moved the paper and pen to Kunning Palace.

Watching her write carefully stroke by stroke, Yun Ji suddenly had an idea in his mind.

New Year is the beginning of a year, and birthday is the beginning of a person's birth.

Little Gardenia comes from another world, and she herself doesn’t even know her birthday.

She probably doesn’t even know her own birthday. Perhaps if we exchange birthdays, our relationship can be further strengthened.

He leaned on the edge of the bed and looked at Nan Yingzhi who was hanging the red brush back on the pen holder: "Little Gardenia, when is your birthday?"

Seeing her casually trying to answer, Yun Ji realized that he had missed something in his words and quickly added, "I'm asking about the real you."