The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket! novel Chapter 950

Chapter 950: Chapter 807, Control Group

After returning from the Duke Residence, Daohua and Xiao Yeyang stayed in Pingxi Hall and didn’t go out anymore.

The two sat opposite each other by the window on a heated brick bed, one buried in writing couplets, and the other busy cutting paper window decorations. From time to time, they looked up at each other, a scene both warm and peaceful.

"Xiao Yeyang!"

Daohua, holding up a pair of newly cut red pigs, looked at Xiao Yeyang with a smile, "Take a look! Do they resemble you?"

Xiao Yeyang examined the red paper pigs, pointed at one of them, and chuckled, "If you think it looks like you, then I think it looks like me. After all, we’re inseparable."

Daohua pouted and snorted, "You’re the pig, not me."

Xiao Yeyang took over the conversation, "No one’s calling you a pig, you’re just the pig’s wife."

"I can’t talk to you anymore!"

Daohua knelt on the heated bed, sticking the pair of red pigs onto the glass window, then proceeded to cut out other decorations to stick on.

"The emperor uncle gave us a blessing character, let’s hang it up with the couplets later."

"Sure!"

Today was New Year’s Eve, and the Prince Residence was adorned with large red lanterns everywhere, bustling with festivity.

In the main room of Pingxi Hall, it was Daohua and Xiao Yeyang who personally decorated, collaborating harmoniously to festoon the room with celebratory New Year vibes.

After finishing the couplets and New Year paintings, Xiao Yeyang lazily leaned on the brick bed, gazing fixedly at the bustling Daohua. Watching her hang long red knots at the head and foot of the bed, replacing the room’s lampshades with red ones, and swapping out the vase’s flowers with bright red Hong Mei...

Such a lively and vivid scene was captivating.

In the past New Year’s celebrations, it was mostly just him alone. Even if there was company, it never felt quite like home.

Home, a place of belonging, a feeling he hadn’t experienced in a very long time.

Xiao Yeyang stepped off the brick bed and walked over to Daohua, embracing her tightly from behind.

Daohua was arranging a fruit platter, and suddenly being embraced caused her to lose grip, dropping two fruits to the floor. Just as she was about to scold Xiao Yeyang, she heard him say,

"Yiyi, let’s celebrate like this every year from now on."

Daohua paused for a moment, then set down the fruit platter, turned around, wrapped her arms around Xiao Yeyang’s neck, and smiled at him, "Sure, let’s do this every year."

Xiao Yeyang’s eyes and brows smiled, his head lowered against Daohua’s forehead, "It’s great having you with me!"

"Miss, the Prince has sent..."

Wang Manman, carrying two large red Octagonal Palace Lanterns, walked in and, seeing Daohua and Xiao Yeyang embracing, quickly lowered her head thinking of turning back.

Daohua let go of Xiao Yeyang and called out to Wang Manman, "What is it?"

Wang Manman lifted the palace lanterns, "The Prince sent over eight palace lanterns, where should I hang them?"

Daohua walked over to take a look, "These lanterns are really beautiful."

Xiao Yeyang laughed, "They’re from the imperial supply, naturally they are fine. The emperor uncle is really generous this year; we got eight, I wonder how many he gave to Father?"

Wang Manman immediately chuckled, "I heard it was eighteen lanterns. Pingxi Hall kept eight, Chen Courtyard received two, and none for the other yards."

Hearing this, Daohua and Xiao Yeyang exchanged a glance, then burst into laughter together.

"This year, the Princess Consort is probably going to spend it in anger."

The young couple didn’t hide their Schadenfreude.

Xiao Yeyang still understood his father, "It must be the emperor uncle’s doing; otherwise, even if Father favors us, he wouldn’t have made it so obvious."

Daohua clapped her hands and laughed, "The emperor uncle is really wise."

Xiao Yeyang shook his head in amusement, took Daohua’s hand, and walked out of the room, replacing the ordinary lanterns previously hung under the eaves with the Octagonal Palace Lanterns.

Around noon, Huai En came over to call Daohua and Xiao Yeyang to Pingxi Hall for a meal.

Xiao Yeyang directly asked, "Are you sure the Ma Family and Xiao Yechen won’t stir up trouble? I really don’t want to feel uncomfortable during the New Year."

Huai En sheepishly smiled, "Little Prince, the Prince has already instructed the Princess Consort and the elder son."

Xiao Yeyang grunted in response. When it came to mealtime, he brought Daohua with him.

Indeed, due to the matter of the lanterns, Princess Consort Ma was quite angry, but the Duke had sternly warned her today not to provoke any trouble. Thus, when she saw Mr. and Mrs. Xiao Yeyang, she just kept a straight face and didn’t dare say more.

Such a considerate, thorough Xiao Yeyang was something they were seeing for the first time. _{fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm}