Li Shengyi had been living in the south before his death. Although he often flew to various parts of the world to travel, as a southerner, he always had an obsession with white snowflakes.
When His Royal Highness the Crown Prince came down, it had already started snowing lightly. Even after so much time had passed, the snow had not gotten heavier, and only tiny snowflakes were still falling from the sky.
Even so, the roof of the prime minister's residence was covered with a thin layer of soft white, which made her heart beat faster.
When Meng Jiuan heard her say she wanted to have a snowball fight, a smile appeared on his lips.
"What's the point of having a snowball fight with this little snow? It's fun to wait until a few days later when the heavy snow falls."
"Shengyi, do you know how snowball fights are played in the military camp?"
Li Shengyi shook his head. "Shouldn't we make snowballs?"
"The snow is too dry to be easily molded into snowballs. We first take a handy stone and wrap it with snow." Meng Jiuan looked at her with some doubt in his eyes.
Children who grew up around Beijing all know that it is difficult to make snowballs after snowing in Beijing due to the dry weather, unlike in the south.
His brows furrowed, he knelt down to look the man in front of him in the eye, "Little carrot head, you're not from the south, are you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and slapped his knee hard, "Yeah, why didn't I think you would come from the south."
"Were you bullied on the way here? Do your feet hurt? You're only five years old. Why are you running to the capital alone?"
When Meng Jiuan said this, there was a hint of heartache in his tone and between his eyebrows.
Li Shengyi was so stunned by his self-justification that he was speechless.
She pursed her lips slightly, and before she could say anything, a cool hand grabbed her little hand and took her to the mansion.
"This little snow isn't enough for a snowball fight, but we can build a palm-sized snowman. Do you like it?"
Li Shengyi took small steps to keep up with the people around her. When she heard that they could build a snowman, the light in her eyes became brighter than before. "I like it! Thank you, Daddy!"
Qin Songmo did not answer, but asked Qingfeng to go down and make arrangements.
Snowflakes fell on the leaves of plants in the back garden. Qingfeng and his servants used wooden basins to collect snowflakes for a long time before they finally collected enough snowflakes to build a snowman.
Meng Jiuan didn't take the conversation he had with Li Shengyi at the back door to heart.
When he saw Qingfeng and his servants collecting snowflakes together, he immediately followed behind to help.
When the breeze brought a basin of snowflakes to Li Shengyi, Meng Jiuan, who was following behind him, also grinned and walked into the pavilion with a silly smile on his face.
"It's still a little short, but it's enough to build a snowman."
"We can make many more. We'll put them under the eaves of Shuiyunju when the time comes. Shengyi will be able to see these snow dolls when he gets up early and goes out."
Meng Jiuan has been practicing martial arts for many years, and his whole body is full of energy. Even though he has been busy in the back garden for such a long time, his expression has not changed at all except for a slight blush on his face.
Li Shengyi looked at his silly appearance, curled his lips, and pulled him along, "Will you come with me?"
"certainly!"
Meng Jiuan nodded vigorously, "Don't worry, Shengyi, the snowmen I built in the military camp back then were always the best!"
"Yuan Qing, you're not in good health and can't stand the cold. Just sit here and watch, hehe~"
In this way, if my future little daughter sees the snowman I made, she will be fascinated by me.
He turned around, hugged the snowman he made, jumped around and called himself "Daddy"?
The more I think about it, the happier I feel.
Meng Jiuan first demonstrated to the people around him how to make a snowman, but saw that the people around him had already started making them.
"In my early years in the military camp, when I had nothing to do, I liked to do some carving work."
"Shengyi, if I were you today, would you be willing to call me 'Daddy'?"
Li Shengyi was still fiddling with the snowball in his hand.
The snow in the capital is too dry and cannot be shaped by pinching. It takes some effort to do it.
Hearing Meng Jiuan's insistence on her calling him "Daddy," she glanced at the snowball in his hand, curled her lips and smiled, "Okay."
"If it's not done well..."
"Impossible! I have absolute experience in this area! Just wait until you call me 'Daddy'!"
In order to carve out a perfect little daughter, Meng Jiuan specifically asked Qingfeng for a new wooden basin.
After taking away half a basin of snow, he ran to another place to make a snowman.
He said that having other people around would disturb his peace and hinder his creation.
Li Sheng saw that he took the matter so seriously, and the smile on his face became serious.
After he turned and left, before she could look away and continue fiddling with the snowflakes in her hand, she heard a hoarse voice coming from above her head.
"You can tell by the good intentions. This is a huge gamble."
When Qin Songmo said this, he couldn't help but cough a few times from his throat.
This is his physique. It was fine when he was young, but he just felt cold in winter.
In recent years, the problem of fear of cold has become more and more serious, and even the imperial physicians are helpless.
Later, he simply gave up on healing his broken body and let him go. After all, he had nothing to worry about. If he closed his eyes that day...
But now, there is a half-grown child by his side.
He pursed his pale lips slightly, and saw his little daughter, who was squatting in front of him playing in the snow, raise her head and look at him with confusion.
Qin Songmo suddenly curled the corners of his lips and said, "Chang Xiao... doesn't have a good aesthetic sense."
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