Since the brothel incident, I rarely leave the palace and stay quietly by Ying Zheng's side, silently taking care of him and supporting him.

Ying Zheng's private life is very discreet. After Fen'er, Zi Yi and other beauties left the palace, I stayed with him for almost a year and I didn't see him having too many interactions with any woman, except me of course.

I am the envy of all the girls in the Xianyang Palace, not only because Ying Zheng is the King of Qin, but also because of his extraordinary handsome appearance, noble temperament, and most importantly, he is diligent and solemn, treats others politely and well-organized, and handles government affairs in an orderly manner.

Sometimes I think, if I met such a person in modern times, would I like him?

Currently, he is preparing to take office. Although on the surface he still appears to be content with the status quo, in fact he reviews bamboo slips weighing hundreds of kilograms every day, secretly maintains close contact with the ministers of the DPRK and China, and often goes to the private sector to observe the customs and sentiments of the people.

I often accompanied him on tours, and I admired him from the bottom of my heart as I watched him act decisively, think things through, and be far-sighted. I couldn't keep my eyes away from his tall figure among the crowd.

The New Year will be celebrated in a few days. Xianyang and even the whole of China are immersed in the joyful atmosphere of the upcoming festival.

In Xianyang Palace, the chamberlains began to tidy up and clean the house, even every corner was cleaned. The windows were re-pasted with white gauze cloth, and then cloth paintings similar to door gods were pasted on the doors and windows to pray for peace.

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I wasn't as curious and excited about everything as I was when I first came to ancient times, but I was caught up in the festive atmosphere of the New Year. I cleaned up with the servants and decorated the room with a New Year atmosphere.

The twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month is the time for people in Guanzhong to steam steamed buns, because there is a custom here of "not rolling noodles before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month".

I also joined the ranks of making steamed buns. At that time, there was no such thing as eating dumplings during the New Year. Dumplings only appeared in the Eastern Han Dynasty.

But I wanted to make dumplings for Ying Zheng to try, so I kneaded some dough, chopped meat fillings, and made him a large plate of fragrant dumplings. I also made some vinegar for him to dip in.

"Are they delicious?" Seeing Ying Zheng eating the dumplings one bite at a time, he felt very satisfied.

"It's delicious. Sit down and eat together." He pulled me to sit down and handed me a pair of chopsticks.

"You can also eat it with vinegar, try it." I pushed the vinegar plate in front of him, picked up a dumpling, dipped it in vinegar and put it in his bowl.

"Well, it's delicious, Qingchi. I knew you had a lot of strange ideas." After he finished eating, he picked up another dumpling, dipped it in vinegar and put it in his mouth. With a satisfied expression, he commented: "This dumpling is really delicious and warm.

It nourishes, dispels cold and strengthens the body. How did you come up with the idea?"

"I want to feed you, so I thought of it! Zheng, I heard that you were born in the first month?" According to historical records, Ying Zheng was born in the first month, so he was named Zhao Zheng. Later he returned to Qin and became the prince, so he changed his name.

To win politics.

"Well, it's twenty and two." He lowered his head and picked up another dumpling, but he slowed down in eating the dumplings, and his face seemed to be disappointed.

"What day is it on the first lunar month?" I looked up at the ancient hairpin with dragon pattern on his head. Since the day I gave it to him, he has worn it on his head every day and never left his body.

"I heard from my mother that it seems to be the first day of the first lunar month. Qingchi, when were you born?" Ying Zheng looked at me with shining black eyes, excitement flashing in his eyes, dispelling the momentary depression.

"Like you, I was born on the first day of the first lunar month." In modern times, I was born on February 14th, but in ancient times when time and space were chaotic, I was probably the same as Ying Zheng.
Chapter completed!