She fell out after crying at the wrong grave

What, your wallet is empty?

On the second day after waking up late due to a hangover, Ah'an looked at the deflated light-colored purse on the dressing table and fell into deep thought.

It was just some change and a gold ingot. If it was just property lost, it would be fine, but how come the proof sketch that had been kept inside was also missing?

What happened at the end of yesterday?

"You don't remember anything?"

During the late breakfast, Ah-yi stopped Ying-en and asked her what happened yesterday after she got drunk.

A mouthful of porridge was just stuffed into her mouth. She was in a dilemma whether to drink it or not. After swallowing the rice, Ah-yi replied cautiously, "It is true. I was drunk and I don't remember anything."

Ying'en covered her mouth and laughed very vividly. She was always polite, but she almost laughed out loud.

"After you got drunk, Yunli went to find your son-in-law to take you back. You were drunk and flirted with him. You didn't want to go back to Wuyuan, so you went to the street." Ying'en said as he served her food, "He came back in the evening. Your son-in-law had a lot of things in his hands and had to carry you on his back. It was hard for him."

"What did you buy?" Ah'an looked around and didn't see a lot of things piled up in the house.

Ying'en saw her bewildered look and was completely sure that she had forgotten everything. "You bought rouge clothes and some jewelry for Yunli and me. You also bought clothes and new wristbands for Yuncong and Yuncheng, new knives for the chef in our small kitchen, and bought yourself some sugar cakes."

As Ah-yi listened to her, she calculated rapidly in her mind.

Even if you want to buy Shu brocade, you won’t need that much gold.

"Oh yes, the sugar biscuit got cold after I took a bite of it. But you were drunk and not very obedient, and the sugar filling spilled all over your brother-in-law, and he brought it back for you." Ying'en pushed a small plate forward.

In a place that A'ai wasn't paying attention to, the sugar cake was heated through and looked really out of place with the other dishes.

Maybe he bought a good knife for the chef, he was very happy to heat up the leftover pancakes and put some flowers carved from radish next to them as a foil.

Drinking really wastes time, Ah-yi thought regretfully.

I had planned yesterday to work on the sketch after the banquet and then make the product. After calculating the construction period, I decided to wait until next year to give it to Hengzhi as a gift.

"There is a picture in my purse, how come I didn't see it?" A'an asked.

Ying'en was stunned. She had packed Ah's belongings for her yesterday, but she had taken off her jewelry purse and pendants and placed them on the dressing table. It seemed that there was no picture in the purse.

"No, you may have forgotten it."

Nope.

Ah'ao was full of worries. If the picture was lost, all her previous efforts would be wasted. She was reluctant to part with it, so she ate a few bites in a hurry and began to search through all the drawers and cabinets in the house.

Until Hengzhi came back from outside at 5 p.m., she still hadn't noticed that she hadn't seen Hengzhi for a long time.

"What are you looking for?" Heng Qi lifted the curtain and came in, his eyes fell on her, "Have you drunk the hangover soup?"

Ah'ao responded but didn't look up. She didn't look like she had time for a good conversation.

Hengzhi sat down at the table casually and poured himself some hot tea.

Wait for her to ask.

A moment later, it was as expected.

"Hengzhi, have you seen the sketch I drew? It's the crown, the jade pendant or something. Did it get accidentally stuck in one of your official documents?" He muttered as he searched for it, "Where on earth did I put it? It can't be here..."

Hengzhi walked over a few steps, looking like he was going to settle the score.

"Do you still remember what you did to me yesterday?" He held a white porcelain cup in his hand and tapped it with his fingertips intentionally or unintentionally.

A'ao was anxious. She looked up at him, but didn't say much and responded vaguely.

"I just dragged you into buying a lot of things. It's the end of the year, so it's reasonable to spend more." Ah'ao thought about it over and over again. Suddenly, an idea flashed in her mind. She realized that she also bought a portion of sugar cakes. It couldn't be that I forgot to buy something for him, and he was angry.

Hengzhi... isn't the kind of person who would easily care about things, right?
He didn't find anything interesting, but he saw that she was upset. Hengzhi didn't want to keep her in suspense any longer, so he simply told her, "You don't have to look for it. You made a big purchase at the jade shop on the street yesterday, and you left the picture with the shopkeeper."

"Ah, how could this be." Ah's face suddenly woke up, "Then why didn't you stop me?"

Hengzhi sighed and shook his head helplessly.

Yes.

Ah'ao thought about her drunken behavior and was afraid that he had failed to stop her.

"The shopkeeper saw that you are wealthy, so he asked me to check it today." Heng Qi explained the reason for coming back late. "This jade shop has a good reputation. We can make whatever you ask for. But from selecting the materials to the craftsmen making them, I'm afraid it will take a long time."

Ah'ao blinked, not understanding what he meant.

"That is to say." Heng Qi walked closer and sat down on the chair behind the desk. He leaned back and leaned against it unceremoniously. "I'm afraid we will have to stay in Shuzhong until next summer."

Oh my goodness.

Ah-yi covered her face.
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The Spring Festival is here in a flash.

On a bright day with lanterns and decorations everywhere, Ah-yi, wrapped in thick clothes, stood in the corridor watching Yun Cheng and Yun Cong paste peach charms.

The servants from the outer mansion came hurriedly over and bowed respectfully to A'ao.

She originally thought that Wang Xuan was here to persuade him to celebrate the festival together. She was too lazy to deal with them, after all, there were a lot of ministers who came to pay their respects to Wang Xuan, so she wanted to send them off with a few words to stop him from thinking about it.

But the servant took out a thin wooden box from his bosom and handed it to him with both hands, bowing his head. "Your Highness, there is a letter for you from the capital."

It was sent by Jin Niuniu.

The sound of firecrackers around was a bit irritating, so Ah-yi hid in the house and opened the book under the sun by the window. Her handwriting was not beautiful, at most it was readable. Maybe Ji-er would be able to write better than her soon after a few years.

But it didn't stop Ah'ao from watching with a smile.

She missed Ji'er a little.

Raising a child is tiring, but a newborn is also innocent and cute. Thinking of him dozing off and sucking his hands in her arms, Ah-yi showed some kindness and love.

She really didn't think of herself as a cousin, but rather as someone's godmother.

Apart from expressing a few words about how much she missed her, she then wrote half a page of eloquent words, accusing Shen Yu of still launching a counterattack against her, which made her lose her determination and she was about to be taken down.

Ah'ao snorted nonchalantly, showing an expression that showed that she had known about it for a long time.

Then there were some signs of Ji'er's growth, such as learning to sit and turn over.

But there were still three pages left, and Ah'an looked back in confusion.

It turned out that they were all about palace affairs and government affairs.

The palace banquet at the end of the year was different from the solemnity of the past, because Jin Niuniu was a person who loved liveliness, and now she was the only one who had the final say in the palace, so she simply opened the palace gates, made a grand feast, and invited all the ministers and their families in the capital to the banquet.

The imperial kitchen in the palace had not been so busy in a long time. Even the firecracker and fireworks sellers in the capital had to eat the imperial rations in response to the fireworks ceremony arranged by the Empress Dowager.

Jin Niuniu tried her best to describe the fireworks, which had not yet been lit, as fascinating, hoping that A'ao would regret leaving after seeing it.

However, the results were minimal, and A'an never regretted the decisions she made.

At the bottom was a letter from Mrs. Zhou.

Because she was not very literate and was afraid of missing something, she specially asked Xu Tingzhou to write for her.

Apart from some problems with the shop she runs, I also explained to her that the new shop has received several orders and is profitable as the year-end approaches. It will pay back in about half a year.

But he didn't want to spend money to find the accountant again for the time being, so he asked Ah-yi when she would be back. If it was still a long time, Chun-mo might send all the account books to her for settlement.

This was not a big deal. A'ao thought about the feasibility and planned to write back to her to agree with the idea.

Anyway, they would probably stay until the end of summer, and there was nothing to do. Hengzhi also had to review documents, so she simply settled accounts to kill time.

I am somewhat looking forward to the beginning of spring.

Ah'ao looked at the sun outside the window and thought of the magnolia tree in Kezhou. It would soon sprout buds.

Although magnolias are not common in Shu, the flowers and plants are lush and flourishing. When spring comes and the cold weather recedes, it will be even more beautiful.

After relieving the depression in her heart, Ah'ao even wrote letters fluently and with more interest.

I remember that I once corresponded with Hengzhi to assure him of my safety. At that time, I was physically and mentally exhausted in the palace, and I was seriously ill. I didn't want to write too many words, and I was also afraid that my hands would be too weak to hold the pen tightly, which would make him worry, so I only wrote the word "safe".

Looking back, I never wrote him any heartfelt, long-lasting letters home.

Thinking of this, looking at his figure in the yard, A'ao felt a little sorry.

So a plan secretly took shape in her mind.

But it's not the right time yet.

Early in the morning after New Year's Eve, A'ao found Wang Xuan.

He was hungover again.

Smelling the strong smell of pepper wine in the room, Ah'ao frowned a little worriedly.

Can we still talk about this?

Not long after, Wang Xuan walked out of the inner room with his eyes dazed.

"What's the matter so early in the morning, Your Highness?" He started yawning before he even finished his words.

The surroundings were tightly wrapped with curtains, making it almost dark.

It seems that Wang Xuan’s bad reputation came from here.

Ah-yi gritted her teeth and put on a fake smile, "I heard in the book that there is a custom of fishing on the new calendar, so I came here specially to invite you to go fishing with me, by the Shu River, and the fishing rods are ready."

Wang Xuan didn't say anything, but the look in his eyes as he looked at her had a deeper meaning.

"Your Highness, are you going to fish in the Shu River on such a cold day?" Wang Xuan leaned against the pillar next to him, looking very interested. "I'm afraid you have other intentions. Well, I see that you have been hiding something since you came here. I think it's time for everyone to tell it all."

He walked back and put on an outer robe. "Your Highness, please go ahead. I will come back to keep the appointment after I get dressed." He replied leisurely with his back to the person.

A'ao stood there for a while, feeling that she was at a disadvantage again in this matter, and left without saying a word.

The older you get, the wiser you get. I'm afraid what Wang Xuan said is true. From the day she easily agreed to come to Shuzhong, Wang Xuan had already noticed what she was thinking.

What fish token, what token, they are just excuses.

What big things can happen in the world?

It's just state affairs.

(End of this chapter)