Daye has holidays, holidays, farm leave, and the long-term holidays set by the founding emperor a hundred years ago.

Three more days will be New Year's Eve, and the emperor announced the cessation of the court for ten days.

Feng Qing had been looking forward to this day. Not long after lunch that day, Feng Qing turned around the door from time to time. She wanted to see Fang Zheng the first time she came back.

Fang Jiang asked Xiao Yin to quickly bring a chair to Feng Qing in a corner that could not be blown by the door, and then wrapped her in a cloak, and put two hand stoves on her. Seeing that Feng Qing's face was still rosy, Fang Jiang touched the back of her hand again, which was warm, so she felt at ease to go to the kitchen to continue working.

Since Fang Zheng said that Feng Qing should give birth less than a month later, Fang Jiang did not allow her to move needles and threads again. She naturally didn't need to wash pots and pans on weekdays. Feng Qing could walk around the yard at most every day.

She knew that everyone in her family was worried about her, and she followed her family's wishes, ate less and more meals every day, and then walked around the yard.

The New Year is coming soon, and the weather is getting colder day by day. Feng Qing wears more clothes and walks less convenient than before. She has to be accompanied by someone during activities.

Xiao Yin stood in front of Feng Qing's side, approaching the crack of the door, the cold wind would rush in through the crack of the door and blow on his body, making it biting cold.

"Xiao Yin, come here, girl's house should not be frozen." Feng Qing waved to Xiao Yin.

Xiaoyin turned around and smiled, "Madam, I'm wearing a lot of clothes, it's not cold. You can see the garden in our mansion standing here, and the scenery is just right."

The Fang family is gentle to the maids and servants in the family, and never puts on airs. The Fang family's maids and servants, even the coachman, are becoming more and more loyal to the master. Chunniang, who was bought half a year ago, said more than once that she had been blessed for several lifetimes before she met a master like the Fang family.

Chunniang specially bought it to take care of Fang Jiang and Aunt Jin.

Xiaoyin has been to the Fang family for the longest time, and the other family has the deepest feelings. She spends the most time with Feng Qing on weekdays. Feng Qing treats her well, and she wishes she can give her life to her wife, so she doesn't care about this cold wind.

"In this winter, where can I see the scenery? Don't coax me, come here quickly. My cloak is thick enough to cover two people."

Feng Qing was about to lift the cloak, but Xiao Yin rushed over and covered Feng Qing tightly, "Madam, don't lift it. Be careful of the cold wind coming in. I won't stand there, just stand by Feng Qing."

Feng Qing was satisfied only then and she continued to look at the door.

I thought I would start resting tomorrow and would come back later today, but I didn't expect that Feng Qing had only sat down for less than two quarters of an hour. She suddenly pulled Xiaoyin's sleeve and hurriedly urged: "Xiaoyin, hurry up, help me up, my husband is back."

The courtyard gate was closed, and there was no one outside from the inside. Xiaoyin was still staring at the crack in the door, afraid that the adult who had missed it, but she didn't see anyone. "Madam, did you hear it wrong? It's still early, and it will take a while for the adult to come back."

Feng Qing had already grabbed Xiaoyin's arm and stood up by herself. She handed the handwarmer to Xiaoyin, with unconcealed joy at the corners of her eyes and eyebrows. "I know my husband is back, and I hear his footsteps."

Xiaoyin became more and more confused. If she remembered well, the adults would always walk silently, even if she was only two or three steps away from the adults, she could not hear it. She looked at Feng Qing uneasyly, thinking that Feng Qing might miss the adults too much, and then she heard the matter.

However, the wife probably couldn't listen to her advice at this moment, so Xiaoyin had to support her wife and walk towards the door.

Xiaoyin opened the door, she stretched her head and looked out, and there was no one on the left and right. "Madam, sir, don't go out first, it's very windy outside."

Feng Qing didn't listen, but she still smiled, "My husband is back."

After speaking, Feng Qing walked straight out, Xiao Yin hurriedly followed and helped Feng Qing out of the yard.

There was indeed no one outside.

It was too cold and there were fewer pedestrians on the road, not to mention that Feng Qing was not disappointed in the depths of the alley. She turned westward and walked a little fast.

"Madam, please slow down." Xiaoyin stared at his feet. It only snowed a little snow two days ago. Although there was no snow on the ground, there was still freezing in the place where the sun was not shining on the roadside. At noon, Xiaoyin heard a thump outside. It must have been because someone fell down.

Feng Qing's steps did not stop, so Xiaoyin had to move out Fang Zheng, "Madam, didn't you say that the adults are back? If the adults see you leaving so fast, they must be worried."

When talking about Fang Zheng, Feng Qing really slowed down.

Before she could take another step, a chuckle came from the corner ahead.

The laughter was extremely familiar. Feng Qing raised his face and before he could look at the person, he shouted: "Honeyone."

Fang Zheng, wearing a dark blue official robe, walked out from the corner. Before he could get close, he stretched out his arm and smiled at Feng Qing.

Although Lord Fang is gentle and polite in the court, few people can see him laugh, especially with such a relaxed and comfortable smile.

Feng Qing was not in a hurry this time, and she even slowed down.

When Feng Qing grabbed Fang Zheng's hand, Xiaoyin then let go and stood beside her. She lowered her head and did not disturb the adults and wife.

"I just left quickly, why did my husband come back? Is my wife slow?" Fang Zheng held the man in his arms and landed his hand on Feng Qing's back. He was half a head taller than Feng Qing. When he spoke, Feng Qing could only feel a breath slid through his ears, but he could not see Fang Zheng's face.

Feng Qing squeezed into her husband's arms, and she hugged Fang Zheng's waist with a flattering look, "My husband, I'm wrong, I shouldn't have left quickly just now. Don't be angry, I really know I'm wrong."

Xiaoyin lowered her head and smiled secretly.

Otherwise, when an adult is not at home, the wife is the most stable. As long as she meets the adult, the wife becomes a child, and she is still a child who is like any adult.

Fang Zheng snorted again and said nothing.

Feng Qing wanted to squeeze into Fang Zheng's arms again.

With his raised abdomen facing him, Fang Zheng took a half step back, and his mouth was still neither salty nor light, "It's not good for my wife to be so public."

Having said that, Fang Zheng did not let go of Feng Qing.

Feng Qinglai was in Fang Zheng's arms, his forehead pressed against Fang Zheng's shoulders, and a soft voice almost pierced from Fang Zheng's official robe into Fang Zheng's chest.

"My husband, I'm just too anxious to see you. I will definitely change it next time."

"There's a next time?" The voice became colder than just now.

"No next time, I promise." Feng Qing quietly raised three fingers and shook them in front of Fang Zheng's eyes. She whispered again: "My husband, Xiaoyin is still here, give me some face."

"My wife also knows to save face?" This sounds like a little ridiculous.

Feng Qing lit his head a few times, paused, and then said a few more times, "Although I am quite thick-skinned, I am the one who is closed, and we are only two days old. In front of Xiaoyin and the others, I am still the mistress of the Fang family, so I have to pay attention to my image."

Another humming sounded above his head.

This sound was heavier than before. Feng Qing knew that this matter was over, so her husband was no longer angry.
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