Wen Jinhe lay in Li Junche's arms, playing with his hair with his fingers, "Is it okay that you have been away from the capital for so long?"
Li Junche pressed his thin lips to Wen Jinhe's forehead, "It doesn't matter. I have taken care of the affairs in the capital. Li Yuheng cannot cause any trouble."
Wen Jinhe's eyes were shining, and his head kept shaking and sticking to Li Junche's neck, as if he wanted to vent all his thoughts on the other person in the past three months.
Through the glass window, there is a bright white snow outside the house. Such a huge snow scene cannot be seen in the capital.
Man Dong looked at the servants waiting with pots in their hands and shook his head to signal them to come over later. Wen Jinhe originally planned to have hot pot at noon, but now that it was already the afternoon and there were snacks in the room, he might as well eat in the evening.
The two of them ate the hot pot for several hours in the evening, and the white snow lit up the night a lot.
Zhao Bi and others knew enough not to disturb him.
Because Li Junche came over, Wen Jinhe also had the time to go shopping. Walking on the street in the snow was actually quite romantic.
The roads in Nancheng are built half and half. Due to the Chinese New Year holiday, only half can be walked normally, and the other side is still full of sand.
Mu Mingqian arranged for people to sweep the streets, but there was no snow on the concrete floor.
Wen Jinhe happened to step into the snowdrift, and the snow made a splashing sound.
Li Junche smiled fondly and lifted the person out of the thick snow.
Although Wen Jinhe didn't go out very often, the people in Nancheng remembered her face a few times, and some even worshiped Wen Jinhe's statue at home.
Not only is this the case in Nancheng, but also the people in the other twelve cities in the north are very convinced of Princess Che. They believe from the bottom of their hearts that without her, they don't know what their lives would be like this year.
Where is it like now, when there is still meat and vegetables on the Chinese New Year table, and the family is reunited.
They peeped at the man walking next to Wen Jinhe. The two were holding hands and they were so intimate. Could it be King Che.
Isn't King Che in the capital? Why did you come to Nancheng?
Man Dong and Zhao Bi followed them, still a little far away, acting as porters.
Li Junche noticed that everyone on the street looked at them with friendly eyes, and whispered in Wen Jinhe's ear, "You manage Nancheng very well."
Wen Jinhe took a bite of a candied haws, and his sour face wrinkled up cutely. After the sour taste subsided, he swallowed it in his stomach, "What the people want is food and clothing. Who can give them enough food and let them live a good life? They Just trust anyone. The emperor is far away, and the monarch who may never see him in his lifetime is not as useful to them as the local magistrate. "
Li Junche reached out and took the candied haws skewers that Wen Jinhe didn't want to eat. The thick frozen syrup stuck to her lips, making them look rosy and shiny. "I didn't expect that my Jinhe also understands government affairs. He is such a clever little kid."
The knuckle of his index finger grazed the tip of Wen Jinhe's nose, and he touched his lips with some syrup.
In public, Wen Jinhe watched helplessly as Li Junche put his fingers in his mouth and sucked them, and suddenly blushed with embarrassment.
It felt like everyone around them was staring at them and laughing.
"This is not government affairs, it's just common sense."
I bought a lot of things to decorate the station along the way. When I was about to go back, snow began to fall in the sky, and the clouds in the sky were torn into pieces and thrown down.
Zhao Bi, who was following the two of them with New Year's goods, looked at Li Junche and Wen Jinhe with his eyes fascinated. He had been with the prince for many years.
Li Junche is lonely every year during the Chinese New Year. He obviously has a father, a brother, and a sister, but he is always alone during those years.
During the Chinese New Year last year, the feeling was not so strong. In front of the princess, the prince became gentle.
After returning to the post house, Song Zhiyuan and the other three were already waiting in the front hall.
Since they didn't buy a house in Nancheng, they thought they wouldn't be able to live there for long, so like Wen Jinhe, they lived in the post house, which was in a remote location, in a side room in the front hall.
Yesterday, when I heard that Prince Che was coming, I wanted to come over immediately to say hello, but she stayed with Princess Che and didn't leave the room all day long.
After breakfast early in the morning, I came back to visit and was told by He Shi that the two of them had gone out.
Wen Jinhe didn't want to have to discuss official matters with this group of people during the Chinese New Year, so he quickly took Man Dong and Zhao Bi to decorate the inn.
After Fei Yi saw Wen Jinhe leaving, he became a little embarrassed. He was not from Prince Che. He had been in Nancheng for so long, and Princess Che was always trying to win over him.
Song Zhiyuan and Mu Mingqian talked about the situation in Nancheng.
Li Junche cast his eyes on Fei Yi, "Master Fei has lost a lot of hair."
Fei Min's eyelids twitched. He would sigh several times in front of the mirror every morning when he was combing his hair. He used his brain every day and his forehead must not become bald, and it was all thanks to your wife.
When Li Junche asked the three of them to leave, Song Zhiyuan slowed down silently and made sure that both of them were gone. Then he walked up to Li Junche and said, "Your Majesty, some time ago, the princess asked her to buy a dam in the name of building a cross-river dam. A lot of pig iron.”
"I know, haven't they all made farm tools?"
Song Zhiyuan's face froze, and he saw Li Junche's eyes staring at him, which made people panic. He was talking too much, "I understand."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and left the front hall waving his hands. He must not offend Princess Che in the future, otherwise there will definitely be no good results.
When Li Junche found Wen Jinhe, he was instructing Zhao Bi and He Shi to hang red lanterns on the eaves. Today was New Year's Eve, so they were late in decorating.
Originally, Li Junche was not here, so Wen Jinhe didn't have the intention.
Li Junche stepped on the wooden beam, reached out and took the peace knot from Wen Jinhe's hand and hung it on the nail, "It's cold outside, just leave these things to the servants."
Wen Jinhe shook his head: "It feels different to participate in it myself. I'm wearing a lot of clothes and I'm not cold at all. You can see that my hands are still warm."
She held Li Junche's face with her hands and squeezed it, "After ten days of traveling, you are about to get frostbite on your ears, and your skin has become a bit rough."
Li Junche pinched the other party's red cheeks and said, "You still dislike him."
Wen Jinhe pouted and lay on Li Junche's shoulder, "Anyway, just keep this face here and take care of it for a while. Did Song Zhiyuan tell you about the Snow Country? I'm afraid you'll get the letter I asked the secret guard to send to the capital. I can’t receive it.”
Li Junche reached out and brushed the broken hair from Wen Jinhe's forehead, "When I entered the city, I met those three people at the city gate. I took a quick look and didn't pay attention because I was anxious to see you. I have already sent people to Linyue Kingdom to check."
Wen Jinhe nodded, as long as he paid attention to it, the sudden appearance of such a powerful force really made people feel uneasy.
