When Huilan told her that Meng Chengye had been here, Jiang Yuming was still thinking about whether to go back to sleep.

It was obviously impossible to go back to sleep, so the sewing room sent me sewn clothes.

They were all worn for the Chinese New Year. Jiang Yuming asked Huiju to go to the warehouse and pick out a few sets of hair and masks according to the colors of the clothes.

With her New Year's attire finished, Jiang Yuming went to have breakfast without any care.

Except for New Year's Eve and New Year's Day, when auspicious clothes are worn, concubines wear them on other days.

Of course, as long as it doesn't go out of style.

If you go out of your way, you are asking for trouble.

On the twentieth day, Meng Chengye no longer has to go to the morning court. The morning court will not be resumed until the city is opened again.

Meng Chengye happily came to see Jiang Yuming that night.

He can also sleep in with Chacha!

In winter, Jiang Yuming still likes to have one more person in bed.

"Your Majesty, please go to bed first. I'm going to wash my face. I went out for a walk today and put makeup on my face." Jiang Yuming pushed Meng Chengye aside.

Meng Chengye didn't think much about it, he responded and changed his clothes and went to the dormitory.

Looking at the butterfly and peonies hanging in the bedroom, Meng Chengye sighed, and then looked at the words on the side. Meng Chengye felt sad for a while and then lay on the bed to read.

Yubaba was stuffed in the quilt in advance. The area where Yubaba was placed was not cold, but the area where Yubaba was not placed was a bit cold.

Meng Chengye lay there for a long time before Jiang Yuming crawled into bed with a cold air.

After getting into bed, Jiang Yuming took the initiative and leaned next to Meng Chengye.

Leaving two dimmed lamps, Huiju and Yang Fu went to the cubicle to keep vigil.

Originally, they were keeping vigil outside, but it was too cold, so they went to the cubicle next to them. Anyway, if the master shouted loudly, they could hear him.

Jiang Yuming extended her foot to Meng Chengye without any politeness.

As a girl, your hands and feet will get a little cold in winter.

Meng Chengye glanced at Jiang Yuming: "Why are your feet so cold?"

He didn't push Jiang Yuming's feet away.

On the contrary, Jiang Yuming smiled sheepishly: "Isn't it cold?"

Meng Chengye was silent for a while, then pulled Jiang Yuming over and said, "I have a way to make you warmer."

Jiang Yuming was tortured for most of the night, mainly because Meng Chengye didn't have to get up early tomorrow, so he dared to torture like this.

The next day, Jiang Yuming poked his head out from under the quilt and took a look at the sky outside. It was still a bit gloomy. Thinking it was still early, Jiang Yuming shrank back again.

Meng Chengye rarely indulged himself, so he stayed in bed with Jiang Yuming.

Let’s talk about the memorial or something in the afternoon!

There was a fine snow falling outside again. Jiang Yuming pulled at the quilt in an attempt to wrap herself up, but was later pressed into his arms by Meng Chengye, unable to move.

"The Emperor is awake?" Jiang Yuming yawned.

"If I don't wake up, I probably won't be able to cover myself with the quilt." Meng Chengye pinched Jiang Yuming's face.

Rolling up quilts, what kind of bad thing is this?

"How could it be? No matter how bad things get here, I will never lack the emperor's quilt." Jiang Yuming pulled up the quilt.

Although there was a charcoal basin lit in the dormitory, it was not as warm as the bed, and it was a bit cold when the wind came in.

The two of them lay down for a while and then got up. After helping them wash up, Meng Chengye took Jiang Yuming to thrush her eyebrows again.

Although Jiang Yuming followed him, his face was full of reluctance.
Chapter completed!