New Year's Eve.
In the capital, the orderly winding alleys were already filled with red lanterns, like the afterglow of the setting sun embellishing the snow-covered night sky. Bunch after bunch of fireworks continuously rushed into the sky, exploding with a "bang" sound. The colorful fireworks enveloped the entire capital in a bright luster.
Children laughed and played on the streets, waiting for their families to call them home for dinner.
Every major shop front was swept clean, and every household's door was pasted with couplets.
The atmosphere was joyous.
At this moment, the Rong Estate was bustling with noise and excitement.
The manservants and maids were hanging lanterns and pasting couplets in the courtyard. They were very busy, and everyone had changed into festive clothes in preparation for the New Year.
The kitchen was also busy preparing for this year's New Year's Eve dinner. It was bustling with activity.
Since early in the morning, people had been carrying gifts in and out of the Rong Estate.
All of them were gifts from some lord!
Jing Rong accepted all the gifts and ordered his men to return the gifts and send them over.
Snowflakes accompanied by the bright moonlight arrived, and the festive atmosphere of the New Year was even stronger.
Inside the room, everyone gathered around the warm stove and chatted merrily.
They talked about everything under the sun.
This was the first time everyone had gathered together to celebrate the New Year's Eve.
Lang Po, the rough man, couldn't recite any poems or songs, so he sat alone at the side, stuffing pastries into his mouth. He cheerfully said, "The New Year's Eve in previous years has never been this lively."
Lu Jiang continued, "That's right, the New Year's Eve in previous years was more deserted. Last year, His Highness left the capital and wasn't at the estate. This year, with Miss Ji, Young Master Wei, and Miss Tang, it is indeed much more lively."
The more people there were, the livelier it had always been.
Mo Ruo twirled the wine cup in his hand and curled his lips. "This year, we can finally spend New Year's Eve in peace at the Rong Estate."
These words were hated by others.
"Young Master Mo, when did our Prince mistreat you? You come to our estate every New Year's Eve, and we've never missed out on good food and drinks. "Lang Po said.
"The peace I said is different from what you said. Why is your blockhead not like your Prince?"
"…"
He couldn't refute. 'I'm not smart, so I'm to blame!
We're people who carry swords and spears to kill our enemies. As long as we have strength, that's enough. How tiring!
It was more important for him to fill his stomach with pastries.
Then, he slurped on the food.
Like a pig!
She pursed her lips and smiled. Seeing that the charcoal in the stove was about to burn out, she prepared to use a pair of pliers to put a piece of charcoal into the stove. However, just as her hand touched the pliers, Wei Yi beat her to it.
"Let me do it."
He took the pliers and put a piece of carbon into it.
His movements were clean and efficient!
Tang Si squinted her eyes and said, "Wei Yi, you're now a royal prince personally conferred by His Majesty. You're handsome and smart, and … I'm not young anymore. Isn't it time to get a wife?"
She was grinning, heartless.
What were they most afraid of when they were together?
He was most afraid of the air suddenly turning cold.
Old? This point was enough to poke at all the men present.
Jing Rong frowned. He was already twenty-five years old. In ancient times, he would be considered an old man. Wei Yi was only twenty-one years old, yet he was called 'old'. How could he, an uncle, live?
Seriously, this little girl doesn't even think before she speaks.
Wei Yi smiled and said calmly, "Some things can't be rushed."
He continued to add charcoal into the stove.
His words broke the silence.
Jing Rong also added, "What should have, will come sooner or later. There's no rush."
"But …" Tang Si wanted to say something else, but Mo Ruo stuffed a piece of osmanthus cake into her mouth.
"Eat your food properly. What nonsense are you spouting?"
"You know I don't like to eat this." She threw the cake aside and was about to reach for the wine beside her when Mo Ruo slapped the back of her hand.
She grimaced in pain.
"You're not allowed to drink."
"Just a little!"
"No!"
Tang Si pouted, looking displeased. She licked her lips and could only stare at him.
There seemed to be something going on here!
Ji Yunshu seemed to have guessed something. She curiously looked at Tang Si's stomach and asked, "Could it be … something good happened?"
Hearing this question, Tang Si bit her lip and smiled.
The crowd still didn't know what was going on and stared at her.
Mo Ruo was a little embarrassed, but his face was full of happiness. He smiled and said, "Good things often come unexpectedly."
Everyone in the room was shocked. They all stared at Tang Si in unison.
Tang Si was very shy from being stared at. She tilted her head and stuffed it into Mo Ruo's chest, twisting it a few times.
The scene was painful to the eyes.
Jing Rong raised his cup. "Mo Ruo, congratulations."
He raised his cup. "Thank you, but you have to hurry up."
"That's for sure."
The two drank in one gulp.
What a joyous occasion!
But …
After Mo Ruo finished his cup, his expression suddenly darkened. He met Jing Rong's gaze and said solemnly, "Actually, there's something I wanted to tell you tomorrow, but I might as well say it now. Tang Si and I plan to go to Houliao after the New Year. If there are no accidents, we probably won't return to the capital."
"Huh? Why did you suddenly make this decision? "
"It's not sudden. I've thought about it for a long time. Tang Si is pregnant and I don't know how to take care of her. You know that I'm a vagabond with only one room in Yuhua Pavillion. But Tang Si is different. She has a family and a father, so I want to bring her home." He reached out and held Tang Si's hand.
Tang Si propped her head up from his chest and retracted her arrogant gaze. She looked at this man gently.
In fact, she understood.
Jing Xian's matter had always been a knot in Mo Ruo's heart. He would never forget or let go of it for the rest of his life.
Perhaps leaving was the best choice.
Although Jing Rong was reluctant, he understood Mo Ruo's feelings. He didn't want to reveal it, so he said, "Since you've already made up your mind, I don't think there's any point in me trying to persuade you to stay."
"I've made up my mind."
"Good. Be careful on the way."
He nodded.
"Young Master Mo, I heard that Hou Liao's wine is much better than the wine from the Central Plains. You're in luck this time. But since you and Miss Tang love wine so much, your children will definitely be like you two."
He smiled but didn't say anything.
Ji Yunshu warned Tang Si not to drink and play around on the way to Houliao. The road to Houliao was bound to be bumpy. She also told Tang Si what she needed to pay attention to.
Tang Si was flabbergasted. "Ah Ji, why do you know this better than me? Don't tell me you've given birth before?"
"…"
Ji Yunshu was speechless. 'Sis, that's just common sense!'
When she turned around, she saw Wei Yi stand up and walk to the veranda outside.
Ji Yunshu and Jing Rong looked at each other. Jing Rong understood her thoughts and nodded. She followed him to the veranda and silently stood beside Wei Yi.
She didn't say anything.
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