"The story in the county annals is not auspicious. Let me sing you a lullaby."
The emperor's voice was soft and low, and Gu Yinwei fell asleep quickly.
In the second half of the night, there was a crackling sound, like firecrackers.
The servants came out with lanterns lit to see, and Fugui shouted, "Master, there are no assassins. The snow is too thick and the bamboo has broken."
The noisy voices returned to silence. The emperor gathered the quilt for Gu Yinwei and said, "At night, I know how heavy the snow is. I often hear the sound of bamboo breaking."
"Sleep a little longer, it's still daybreak."
Gu Yinwei was really tired from folding paper into a crane. She opened her eyes drowsily, but her eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and she couldn't open them no matter what.
After dawn, the third prince insisted on going out to see the snow.
The accompanying palace maids could not persuade him and pushed the wheelchair out. The empress dowager rarely stopped him and stood quietly behind the third prince, enjoying the snow with him.
Fugui made a snowball and chased Xunhe to hit him. Xunhe grabbed a snowball and rolled it on the ground. The snowball got bigger and bigger. Xunhe picked up the snowball and shouted, "Good disciple."
Fugui squatted on the ground to clean the snow from his shoes. He turned around and exclaimed "Ah". The huge snowball hit him and made him see stars.
The master's love is heavy, but the apprentice's resentment is sky-high.
White snowballs flew around, accidentally injuring the Third Prince. The Third Prince held the snowball, and a cold breath came from his fingertips. He coughed lightly twice, "Hehe."
The Queen Mother immediately stepped forward, snatched the snowball from his hand, threw it to the ground viciously, and gave Fugui a warning look.
Fugui lowered his head timidly and looked at his toes.
He didn't mean to throw the snowball at the Third Prince. The snowball went astray and the Third Prince reached out to catch it.
The Queen Mother glared at him, but what was there to glare at? The Third Prince was not a child. He was an adult with his own ideas.
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