There was no snow on the flowers, so they looked very well taken care of.
The group walked along the path and arrived at the Xiaoyujing Pavilion. Looking up, they saw the pavilion standing against the wind atop an artificial hill eight or nine meters high.
"It must be extremely cold up there. Let's build a snowman and play down here," Zhao Shu said. Fortunately, there was an open space under the pavilion, which could be used for playing Cuju (ancient Chinese football).
It was definitely not time to play Cuju (ancient Chinese football) now. The snow on the open ground had not been swept away, only the path for people to walk on was clean and spotless.
Sun Yun asked, "How do we play?"
"Let's build a snowman! How about we have a competition? Let's see who can build the prettiest one," Zhao Shu said, and then started rolling a snowball.
When Sun Yun saw snow rolling and getting bigger and bigger for the first time, he became very interested and started rolling snowballs with Zhao Shu.
Prince Yong and Physician Peng exchanged glances. This was how children knew how to play. They escorted the Crown Prince to the Xiaoyujing Pavilion and asked Uncle Fu to bring the exquisite chessboard. The group played chess in the Xiaoyujing Pavilion, while Bi Qiao had someone bring a brazier to start brewing tea.
Zhao Shu rolled a few snowballs underneath, secretly scoffing. These people really have masochistic tendencies. She invited them here to play, not to find an even colder place to continue playing chess.
At this moment, Xiao Zhuzi came over wrapped in a fur coat. "Princess, your servant is here, your servant is here, please don't get cold."
Zhao Shu stood up helplessly and kicked a snowball on the ground. "What is it?"
"Consort Hao has sent people into the capital," he said in a low voice, while still rolling a snowball in Zhao Shu's hand.
"Have you taken everyone with you?" Zhao Shu asked slowly, pinching two small snowballs, intending to stick them on a carrot later to use as noses.
Xiao Zhuzi's hands kept moving. "The person Lord Zheng found looks very much like him. He's been taken there. Don't worry, Princess. Consort Hao's people were busy stopping Mr. Huo's people and didn't notice ours." He paused for a moment, then added, "Princess, I overheard Lady Zhang and Granny Zhong talking about how Empress Yide also suffered a miscarriage and died. That's what caused the rift between the Emperor and the Empress Dowager. There was something about five years, but I didn't hear it clearly."
Zhao Shu frowned. How could Zhang Chu and Granny Zhong be discussing this matter? And how could Xiao Zhuzi have overheard it? But this makes sense. No wonder Hao Shumei is so arrogant. She's really extreme, using self-harm to frame others. Well done with her self-inflicted injury scheme. Thumbs up for her.
However, he was truly courting death. He sneered and was about to speak when he saw the Crown Prince, supported by Li Zhuo, walking down from the Xiaoyujing Pavilion.
"Brother Crown Prince, are you cold? Are you going back?" She went up to him and carefully brushed the snow off his cloak.
"Would it be alright if Ah Jun accompanied brother to Jiahan Palace?" He forced a smile, but the smile was far too strained.
So, it's finally time to face it? Zhao Shu nodded with heartache, trying to smile brightly, her white teeth and bright eyes gleaming as she said, "Okay."
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