When Ye Zheng left, Zhu Feng did not continue to stay in the study.

In fact, on weekdays, he can spend half a day alone in the study or practicing martial arts in the garden, but now

He just wanted to go to someone, look at her smile, and listen to the sound.

Now, as soon as I walked to the gate of the yard, I heard the sound of slapping inside.

What are you doing?

He walked in in surprise and saw Nan Yan squatting on the ground, slapped desperately against a pile of snow.

Zhu Feng walked over: "What are you doing?"

Nan Yan turned around and saw that it was him, and hurriedly stood up: "Emperor."

Looking at her red nose, her hands were also red because of the snow, Zhu Feng immediately pulled her hands: "It's so cold, do you want to freeze yourself to death?"

Nan Yan smiled and said, "No. Master, it's so hard to pile up snowmen."

"Um?"

"I'm building a snowman. But after working for a long time, I've built this little bit."

After saying that, he pointed to the short snow pile on the ground to show him.

When Zhu Feng saw it, he couldn't help laughing immediately. He reached out and rubbed her hair hard, brushed all the snowflakes falling on it, and said, "How could you make snowmen like you, you're stupid."

"Uh? How to pile it up?"

“…”

Zhu Feng looked around and took her hand: "Come with me."

Nan Yan followed him out of the yard obediently.

Although she had been to the Yan Prince's Mansion for a long time, she had been busy with war since she came and was "under house arrest", so she didn't have time to see the whole picture here clearly, only knowing that the royal palace was built very simply.

As I walked along the way, the scenery I saw was nothing more than gray walls and black tiles, and white snow, which looked simple and clean.

Zhu Feng took her up a slope.

This place has the thickest snow.

Nan Yan looked at him: "Master, do you want to build a snowman here?"

Zhu Feng only glanced at her, didn't say anything, but picked up a handful of snow from the ground, squeezed out a solid snowball, and then kept pinching handfuls of snow upwards.

After a while, a huge snowball appeared in his hand.

Zhu Feng said: "Look."

Nan Yan opened his eyes obediently.

He threw the snowball in his hand down the slope. The snowball rolled down the way, and it was covered with a lot of snow, which kept getting thicker and bigger. Later, when it rolled down, a large snowball had already formed.

"Wow!"

Nan Yan's eyes were filled with stars: "So amazing!"

"What's this?"

Zhu Feng took a few steps down the slope, pushed the snowball and walked in the snow for a while. The snowball became bigger and bigger, and in the end, it was as high as his thigh.

Zhu Feng said: "You get out of here too."

"Why!"

Nanyan responded excitedly and did the same thing, but because he was not very skilled, he only rolled out a smaller snowball.

She pushed the snowball and ran to Zhu Feng's side and said happily: "Your Majesty, look!"

Zhu Feng picked up the snowball she rolled out and put it on his snowball.

A snowman appeared.

Then, they went to find three dead branches, as the nose and hands of the snowman, Zhu Feng found two black stones to make the eyes of the snowman.

However, he handed a piece to Nanyan.

Nanyan had already made the snowman when he put it on, but he was a little surprised to see him handing him a stone.

"Why?"

Zhu Feng looked at her and said, "Put his eyes with me."
Chapter completed!