The Imperial Master's eyes were full of smiles.

Squeeze the little apprentice's face, which is filled with crimson color and is beautiful and warm.

"How do you get back to the Prime Minister's Mansion when you're so drunk? I'll give you a ride."

Yin Gui coughed lightly and looked at the Imperial Master beside him: "Actually, I can send her back, I'm not drunk."

The Imperial Master glanced at Yin Gui.

The ghost's lips were stained with some wine.

The Imperial Master gave a low sneer.

The deep black eyes contained a vicious and narrow expression.

The corners of the Imperial Master's lips curled up slightly.

"The ghost is carrying people back in the daytime, are you sure?"

Yin Gui suddenly became sad and slightly poked the Imperial Master's young apprentice.

The young apprentice Shen Tang opened his drunken eyes and stared blankly at Yin Gui.

The next moment.

Shen Tang rubbed Yin Gui's pale face several times.

"What an ugly ghost."

Finished.

Shen Tang closed his eyes and fell asleep instantly.

Yin Gui touched the painful half of his face.

Imperial Master Shang Li put his slender fingers around Shen Tang's waist and hugged her.

The servant immediately gave him a large cloak to keep out the cold.

The young man's deep bamboo moon cloak was draped over Shen Tang's body.

The Imperial Master lifted the hot Tang Pozi and put it into Shen Tang's hands.

Shen Tang subconsciously hugged Mrs. Tang tightly, unconsciously curved her lips slightly, and her black eyelashes trembled.

a long time.

Return to Prime Minister Chang's Mansion not far away.

The Imperial Master lowered his head and opened his lips: "Wake up, I'm back home."

Shen Tang's sleepy eyes looked up at Shang Li with his head lowered and his peach-blossom eyes lazily smiling.

"Master."

The Imperial Master heard Shen Tang's soft voice and put down Shen Tang.

Holding Granny Tang in his arms, Shen Tang's nose was red, his face seemed to be stained with rouge, and his beautiful eyes were staring at the Imperial Master.

"Master, I wish you a happy New Year's Eve in advance. I'm leaving now. See you later~"

Shen Tang waved his hand slightly and turned sideways to return to the small location of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The Imperial Master looked directly at Shen Tang's back tightly wrapped in his cloak.

The large cloak on Shen Tang's body is made of beautiful cotton velvet, smeared with a layer of snowflakes.

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The boudoir of the third daughter-in-law.

Shen Tang took off his cloak.

Suddenly.

The ghost said: "Little evil ghost, when I went to the palace at night, I found that the soul of a palace concubine was an evil ghost, but she destroyed her own soul before I could put her in the bag."

Shen Tang glanced at Yin Gui's lifeless face and turned over to lie down on the bed.

The next moment.

Not responding to the ghost, Shen Tang closed his eyes.

Drunkness filled my heart, and I fell asleep for a long time.

"Evil ghost, you actually slept and ignored me again!"

Yin Gui was slightly annoyed and looked at Shen Tang.

Shen Tang was buried in the quilt, with a snow-skinned face and a rosy face.

Qin Yingui circled around Shen Tang and muttered angrily.

Shen Tang slept deeply and did not listen to what Qin Zisheng said.

The corners of Xiao Shen Tang's lips gradually rose while she was sleeping in a long dream.

Qin Zisheng talked for a while, his mouth was dry, he raised the wine bottle and swallowed the entire bottle of wine.

With clear eyes, he looked sideways at Shen Tang's quiet and motionless figure.

"After talking for a long time, she fell asleep and ignored me."

Half a moment.

The ghost poked Shen Tang's wrist left and right, smiling, expecting Shen Tang to wake up.

An hour later.

The ghost's smile gradually disappeared as he waited for Shen Tang to wake up.

He drank a small amount of wine gloomily and glanced at Shen Tang's side face.

Shen Tang's long eyelashes trembled, and her warm white-skinned hand held the other hand tightly.

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One day, I worshiped my ancestors.

The eldest daughter, the third daughter and Mrs. Chang of the Chang family are currently worshiping their ancestors.

The Prime Minister has not returned today. New Year's Eve is approaching. The Prime Minister is still providing disaster relief and has no time to return home.

Mrs. Chang felt that it was not that the Prime Minister did not have time to return home, but that he did not want to go back.

The Prime Minister had a quarrel with Mrs. Chang before.

Suddenly.

Mrs. Chang was distracted for a moment as she thought about what happened before.

"Mother, wake up."

Shen Tang woke up Mrs. Chang with a warm voice.

Mrs. Chang came back to her senses, with a smile on her lips: "Tang'er, on New Year's Eve tonight, I can give you any gift you want."

Shen Tang's eyes lit up with surprise.

"Then I want my grandma to buy me the most delicious candied fruit with the most special taste~"

Shen Tang hugged Mrs. Chang's arm and looked at Mrs. Chang coquettishly.

Mrs. Chang burst into laughter.

Touch Shen Tang's eyebrows lightly.

"You really have the same personality as Xiao Changtang. You both like to act coquettishly towards me."

It’s also strange, why does Chang Tang’s face look similar to hers?

Thinking about it, Shen Tang raised Wu Lingling's beautiful pupils and looked directly at Mrs. Chang's smile.

"Does Grandma like me acting like a spoiled child?"

A dark look flashed across Shen Tang's eyes, and a sweet smile appeared on the corners of his lips.

"Of course I do, you are my daughter."

When Mrs. Chang said this, she looked at Chang Ming's profile as she put on the curtain.

"Third sister is your biological sister. You are not allowed to do evil to her in the future."

Chang Ming spoke in a low voice: "My mother is wronged. How can I be disgusted with my third sister? It's too late to pamper my third sister."

Shen Tang's eyes quietly focused on Chang Ming's curtain.

The swollen face injury last time is not completely healed now. The third prince likes Chang Ming, so why didn't someone secretly send medicine to Chang Ming? Instead, he never secretly came to Chang Ming's boudoir during these days.

Think about this.

Shen Tang suppressed the questions in his mind.

Yin Gui: "Why doesn't your Prime Minister come to worship your ancestors? Does he plan to never come back in the name of disaster relief?"
To be continued...