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on this day in the past years, she would receive the new year's greetings from the imperial officials and their wives in the palace with her father, her mother, and her brother. They would have a feast in the palace to celebrate the new year. After the people were gone, their family would gather together to keep the year together, just like the common people, living a common year and having a happy reunion dinner.

She and the emperor's younger brother will also pay New Year's greetings to the father and the empress and ask for red envelopes.

But this year, she will live on her own. Her brother, the king of a country in the name of her, how sad and sad he should be on the day of reunion. He is still a child!

The fiber palm in the sleeve is tightly clenched into a fist, which can't be delayed any more!

The carriage stops at the gate of Rongyu hall in Changxing street. After Zheng Zhongwen gets off, he subconsciously looks up at the sign on the eyebrow of the shop: "Rongyu hall?"

He froze. Something flashed in his mind. He wanted to catch it, but he didn't catch it.

Why is it called Rongyu hall?

Rong is her name. What about Yu? Why is Yu?

He turned around and looked at Qi Rongyue who came down from another carriage. She was standing in the snow. The cold wind disordered her hair in front of her forehead. His clear and clear eyes were looking at him quietly. He asked, "why is it called Rongyu hall?"

She knew that he would ask, and had already thought of saying words.

"Several years of rubble, today mud.

He who is a good craftsman, has no defect to conceal his skill. "

Her words are clear and clear, and there is a sound on the ground. Though her voice is not loud, it is not lost in the roaring north wind, which seeps into his ears like a jewel falling on a plate.

Is that it? Is that all? Doesn't that mean anything else?

He was a little disappointed, and a little relieved. He couldn't speak clearly.

"Go in," he said in a low voice! It's cold outside! "

Sangui knocks on the gate of Rongyu hall, and the answer comes from the waiter: "don't open the door today, go to see a doctor elsewhere!"

Sangui said, "open the door quickly. Miss Qi is back!"

There was a rush of footsteps from the waiter. The door opened, and the cold wind and snow poured into the hall. Several of the guys who had been sitting by the fire had rushed to the door and stared at the beautiful and tranquil woman. Who was Miss Qi?

The guy was so excited that he couldn't even speak. His tears fell down and his mouth was open and white, but he couldn't jump out a word.

Another guy shouted, "come on, tell Xueer girl and Mr. Zhou."

A few guys turned around happily and ran away. The sad dissolving Yu hall started to be angry again.

Zhou an arrived first. His thin body, as always, seemed thinner. There was a layer of stubble on his clean face. He stepped into the front hall from the backyard and saw Qi Rongyue sitting in front of the stove. He rushed forward excitedly: "Miss Qi, you are OK?"

When Zheng Zhongwen saw that there was such a bookish man in the Rongyu hall, he was upset and choked, "can't you see anything?"

Where did Zhou an care what he said? He was so happy that he flew up like a cloud: "it's ok if it's OK, it's ok if it's OK!"

She saw Zhou an's eyes flooded with tears. It seemed that she was really worried about her. She nodded to him, "I'm ok, everything is OK!"

At this time, there was a scream from the escalator. She turned her head and saw Xueer's hair. She rushed out in a thin middle coat. The originally watery face became pale and haggard!

"Miss - sobbing -" Xueer sat down on the stairs, but she couldn't get down. She sat there and cried, sad and happy. All the people around her followed her tears.