Chapter 540 The sound of snapping
After Ye Zheng left, Zhu Feng did not stay in the study.
Normally, he could spend half a day alone in the study or practicing martial arts in the garden, but now—
He just wanted to be with someone, see her smile, and hear her voice.
This time, as soon as I walked to the gate of the yard, I heard the sound of popping inside.
What are you doing?
He walked in in surprise and saw Nan Yan squatting on the ground, patting a pile of snow desperately.
Zhu Feng walked over: "What are you doing?"
Nan Yan turned around and saw that it was him. She stood up quickly and said, "Your Majesty."
Seeing her red nose and her hands, which were also red from playing with the snow, Zhu Feng immediately pulled her hands over and said, "It's so cold, are you going to freeze yourself to death?"
Nan Yan said with a smile: "No. Your Majesty, snowmen are so difficult to build."
"Um?"
"I'm making a snowman. But it took me a long time to make this little one."
After saying that, he pointed to the short snow pile on the ground and showed it to him.
Zhu Feng couldn't help laughing when he saw her. He reached out and rubbed her hair vigorously, brushing off the snowflakes that had fallen on it. He said, "How can you make a snowman like that, idiot."
"Huh? How do we stack them?"
“…”
Zhu Feng looked around and took her hand: "Come with me."
Nan Yan obediently followed him out of the yard.
Although she had been in Prince Yan's Mansion for quite some time, she had been busy with the war since her arrival and had been under "house arrest", so she had not had time to see the entire place clearly. She only knew that the mansion was built very simply.
As we walked along, the scenery we saw was nothing more than gray walls and black tiles, coupled with the white snow, which looked simple and clean.
Zhu Feng took her up a slope.
The snow is the thickest in this place.
Nan Yan looked at him and said, "Your Majesty, do you want to build a snowman here?"
Zhu Feng just glanced at her without saying anything. Instead, he scooped up a handful of snow from the ground, squeezed it into a solid snowball, and then continued to squeeze handfuls of snow up.
After a while, he made a huge snowball in his hands.
Zhu Feng said: "Watch it."
Nan Yan opened her eyes obediently.
He threw the snowball in his hand down the slope. The snowball rolled all the way down, picking up a lot of snow, and continued to grow thicker and bigger. In the end, when it rolled down, it had formed a huge snowball.
"Wow--!"
Nan Yan's eyes sparkled with stars: "Amazing!"
"What is this?"
Zhu Feng took a few steps down the slope and walked in the snow for a while, pushing the snowball. The snowball rolled bigger and bigger, and in the end, it was as high as his thigh.
Zhu Feng said, "You come and join us too."
"Why!"
Nan Yan responded excitedly and did the same thing, but because she was not very skilled, she only rolled out a smaller snowball.
She pushed the snowball and ran to Zhu Feng, saying happily, "Your Majesty, look!"
Zhu Feng picked up the snowball she rolled and put it on his own snowball.
A snowman appeared.
Then, they went to find three dead branches to serve as the snowman's nose and two hands, and Zhu Feng found two black stones to serve as the snowman's eyes.
However, he handed a piece to Nan Yan.
Nan Yan originally thought that the snowman would be completed by the time he put it on, but she was a little surprised when she saw him handing her a stone.
"Why?"
Zhu Feng looked at her and said, "Come with me to put glasses on him."
For some reason, although it was just a childish and playful thing, Zhu Feng seemed very serious when he said it.
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