cold clothes

Another day passed, and Leng Yi woke up. When she went out of her room, she found that the snow had piled up thickly. What shocked her even more was that a snow lion, as tall as a person, had risen from the ground in the courtyard. The lion's face, half-carved, was majestic and imposing, and its eyes were bright and piercing. Three people were busy around the snow lion, one of whom was the Third Prince Zhao Qun.

Leng Yi stood at the door, her brain blank for a few seconds.

Two days, three days... half a month, Leng Yi and Zhao Qun had been living together for half a month without realizing it. What impressed Leng Yi the most during these two weeks, and what continued to deepen, was understanding just how... good at having fun the Third Prince was.

That day, she played chess with the Third Prince. In the end, she lost. The Third Prince stared at the chessboard in deep thought for a long time. She wondered what was wrong with winning. Unexpectedly, the Third Prince seemed to have made a great discovery and said, "This chessboard looks like the face of the Grand Tutor!" Then he excitedly played with the chess pieces like a jigsaw puzzle.

At that moment, Leng Yi's expression was completely blank.

Afterwards, Leng Yi witnessed how much the Third Prince could entertain himself. When he was reading military books, he discovered a method of formation. He then personally cut down the branches of the locust tree in the backyard and cut them into small sticks of roughly the same length to represent soldiers and horses. He used the snow as a sand table to practice the formation.

The "childish" tricks didn't stop there. He would practice writing by using broad beans placed next to him to practice pitch-pot, and he would stack triangular pieces of leaf cards... He also played folk games such as dominoes and Boqi, completely overturning her image of the Third Prince.

The Third Prince is not only approachable but also lively and energetic—he's practically a sunny and cheerful young man… Leng Yi currently doesn't know how to deal with him.

"Ningbi, you're up? Come see the snow lion I built! Isn't it awesome!" Zhao Qun couldn't wait to show off to Leng Yi when he saw her.

"Very domineering, Your Highness is truly... highly skilled," Ningbi praised with difficulty.

"Hmm, that's a perfunctory response. It seems my snow sculpting skills have put Ningbi in a difficult position," Zhao Qun said dejectedly, sensing the reluctance in Ningbi's words.

"..." So what is she going to say? Wouldn't her head be in danger if she didn't praise her?

After spending half a month together, Leng Yi realized that Zhao Qun wouldn't really get angry over trivial matters. However, she still couldn't shake the nervousness she felt in front of him, which was probably due to her guilty conscience.

"Want to play together?" Zhao Yin tossed a snowball in his hand and invited Leng Yi.

"Play!"

Leng Yi immediately spread her arms and legs and ran into the snow.

"Ning, Miss! You're not wearing a sweater!" Lingcao looked at Lengyi's retreating figure in a panic. Why did she suddenly stop caring about her image?!

Leng Yi turned back and asked Ning Bi to put gloves on her hands before heading towards the snow. Unexpectedly, she was attacked by a snowball.

"..."

Leng Yi squatted in the snow and angrily started making snowballs. Then she held them up high and aimed them at Zhao Qun, who was still laughing. Without any hesitation, Leng Yi threw the snowballs at his face.

"I'll dodge!" Zhao Qun twisted his body.

"Damn it!" He really managed to hide from me.

"Throw another one," Zhao Qun said excitedly.

Leng Yi knew he could still dodge, and she was a little unconvinced. However, she had a sudden idea: "Hey, this is no fun. How about we play a game where our snowballs collide?"

"That's interesting. Okay, you go first."

"No, we throw them at the same time."

That means two people need to work together; that's what making a game a game is all about.

After Leng Yi finished making snowballs, Zhao Qun was already tossing them with one hand on his hip and the other. Leng Yi raised her chin slightly and smiled proudly, her blue eyes sparkling. Dressed in thick winter clothes, she looked exceptionally beautiful in the snowy scenery.