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Thinking of this, Di Yunge didn't want to entangle with him anymore, and directly dragged Shen Zhaoxue off the bed.

It snowed heavily last night, and the entire city was covered with a layer of white. There was no boundary between the sky and the earth, and walking on the ground was like walking on clouds.

The two stood in front of the wing room, and as soon as they spoke, white air rose and hit the face frame.

After Di Yunge left, Shen Zhaoxue walked around petting the little white tiger, only then remembered that today is the winter solstice.

In the twilight of winter, there is a round of bright moon hanging, bright and cool, shining on the snow, white everywhere.

There was a creaking sound in the distance, Shen Zhaoxue looked up and saw Di Yunge followed by a group of servants.

Di Yunge saw him, so he raised his hand, and the servants behind him hurriedly retreated.

Shen Zhaoxue sat on the stone steps and smiled sweetly at him, "Yun Ge."

Di Yunge glanced at the little white tiger on his lap, frowned and said, "Why are you sitting outside? Are you trying to freeze to death and let them put a new hat of a tyrant on my head?"

Shen Zhaoxue shook her head, "Waiting for you to come back."

Hearing this, Di Yunge's heart softened a bit, and even his words softened a lot.

He tightened his clothes, and sat on the stone steps with Shen Zhaoxue, "Are your hands cold?"

Without waiting for Shen Zhaoxue to answer, Di Yunge directly grabbed his hand and wrapped it around his palm to keep him warm.

The spiritual lamp on the wall dimly illuminated the white air blown by Di Yunge.

Shen Zhaoxue originally wanted to tell him that her hands were not cold, but when he saw him seriously blowing on his hands to keep them warm, he felt that his hands were getting cold again.

"Feel better?" Singer Diyun's thin callus gently brushed the back of his hand.

Shen Zhaoxue looked at him and nodded.

"Go in and grill the charcoal fire." Di Yunge took his hand and wanted to go into the wing room.

But he pulled it a few times, but Shen Zhaoxue didn't move.

He had to turn around and ask him what happened.

"I want to build a snowman." Shen Zhaoxue pointed to the snow in front of the door, "Your Majesty, let me build a snowman with you."

"What kind of snowman?" Di Yunge frowned, "Childish."

Shen Zhaoxue kept her mouth shut and looked at him with sparkling almond eyes.

Di Yunge pursed his lips, and after a while, he said hello.

Afraid that it was not majestic enough, Di Yunge added, "Give me the little white tiger, and I will see you pile up."

Shen Zhaoxue blinked, and asked suspiciously, "Don't your majesty pile up?"

"I don't pile up such childish things." Di Yunge stroked the little white tiger with a proud expression on his face.

Shen Zhaoxue let out a soft oh, then knelt down and grabbed the snow on the ground.

Di Yunge sat next to him, watching him gather the snow together and rub it into a small ball. After the snow in front of him was gathered, Shen Zhaoxue went into the room and took out a basin, continued digging snow and placed it in front of the stone steps, and continued chopping.

Seeing him playing, Di Yunge became interested, and he wanted to play too, but he had a good face, so he pointed aside, Shen Zhaoxue's balls were not round enough.

Seeing Shen Zhaoxue stacking two balls together, Di Yunge got up and broke two branches and threw them in front of him.

"If you are a person, you must have hands." Di Yunge raised his chin and looked at Shen Zhao's snowman. Although it was very beautiful, he still said, "Ugly."

Shen Zhaoxue knew that he wanted to play, so she gave him a step down.

"But I don't think the pile is ugly." Shen Zhaoxue picked up the branch thrown by Di Yunge, and stuck it on the snow, "Why don't you make one for your majesty to show me?"

Di Yunge snorted coldly, "I don't do such childish things."

Then a pair of phoenix eyes glanced at Shen Zhaoxue's cheek, "Since you want to, then I will show my hand."

After Di Yunge finished speaking, he couldn't wait to grab Xue, and when Xue's cold stab came into his hands, he remembered something, raised his eyes, and glanced at Shen Zhaoxue.

Shen Zhaoxue looked at him and smiled, the snow in Diyun Singer fell to the ground in vain.

Di Yunge coughed, blushing and remained silent.

"Why don't your majesty pile it up?" Shen Zhaoxue took a basin and went to another place to dig some snow and put it in front of him. Seeing that Di Yunge was still blushing, she tilted her head and asked in doubt.

"It's...it's okay." Di Yunge grabbed the snow and kneaded it into a ball uncomfortably.

"Your Majesty, you can do whatever you want, and you don't have to care about your face. Anyway, there are only Your Majesty and this minister here, and your Majesty doesn't have to be afraid that I will insult your face." Shen Zhaoxue poured the snow in the basin in front of him, "And the minister If you are afraid of being thrown out to feed the dogs by His Majesty, how can I say that?"

Hearing this, Di Yunge let go of his hands and feet, and after a while imitated Shen Zhaoxue's appearance of rubbing the snow and rubbed out two round balls. snow.

Although the snowman he built was not as good-looking as his own, Shen Zhaoxue still boasted that the snowman he made was beautiful.

Di Yunge looked at his own snowman, then at Shen Zhaoxue's snowman, and his lips curled up.

He glared at Shen Zhaoxue, then walked over, knelt down and wrote two words on the snowman Shen Zhaoxue had made, "Zhaoxue."

Seeing him writing on the snowman, Shen Zhaoxue also walked over and wrote, "Yunge" on the snowman Di Yunge had built.

"Childish." Di Yunge scolded him.

It looks like a paper tiger with its teeth and claws open.

Shen Zhaoxue pressed her raised lips, and grabbed some snow in her hands.

"What are you doing?" Di Yunge asked knowingly.

Shen Zhaoxue knelt down and said without turning her head, "I want to pile up your Majesty."

Seeing him piling up two cat ears, Di Yunge frowned, "Where do I have such ears?"

Shen Zhaoxue glanced at him sideways, with a smile on her face, "Your Majesty does not, but Tiger does."

Seeing Shen Zhaoxue piled up, Di Yunge couldn't stay idle, he looked at it for a while, then squatted down/his body was also piled up, but what he piled up was sheep.

Because Shen Zhaoxue is like a sheep, soft and sticky, although she occasionally stabs him with her sharp horns, she is still so soft that she wants to be bullied.Especially those almond eyes, Di Yunge wanted to force the water out of them every time he saw them.

His fingertips were red from the snow.

Di Yunge's hands were a little stiff. He turned his head and found that Shen Zhaoxue had already piled up a majestic white tiger. Di Yunge looked back at his pile and said it was a ram but it had no horns.

Because he can't make it up.

I saw Shen Zhaoxue looking at him with a questioning face, and slightly opened her lips as if preparing to talk to him.

Perhaps it was because of his competitive heart, Di Yunge stretched out his foot and trampled to pieces the white tiger that Shen Zhaoxue had piled up.

Shen Zhaoxue was dumbfounded.

Di Yunge laughed.

Shen Zhaoxue looked at him, grabbed the trampled snow and threw it on him.

"You smashed me?" Di Yunge's eyes widened, and then he also grabbed the snow and threw it at Shen Zhaoxue.

After smashing it once, Shen Zhaoxue didn't dare to fight back, fearing that Di Yunge would get sick again.

Seeing that he didn't fight back, Di Yunge felt that he was being provocative, so he grabbed several lumps of snow and chased him to fight.

"Your Majesty, stop hitting, stop hitting." Shen Zhaoxue turned her head, trying to tell people to stop, but was hit on the cheek by Di Yunge's snowball.

Had to continue running.

Di Yunge rubbed the snowball and chased him, hitting him, Di Yunge suddenly felt his throat was sweet, and he couldn't hold back, so he vomited blood in the flower bed beside him.

Fearing that Shen Zhaoxue would find out, he hurriedly looked up and found that Shen Zhaoxue was still running without looking back, so Di Yunge hurriedly grabbed the snow and wiped the blood stains on his face, then threw it back.

With wet cheeks, Di Yunge wiped it casually with his hands, and then called out to Shen Zhaoxue.

"Go back to the house." Di Yunge's face was pale.

Standing in the distance, Shen Zhaoxue couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, so she hurriedly said hello and entered the room with him.