Nan Yan looked into his eyes. Although Zhu Feng didn't say anything, the extraordinarily bright light inside seemed to tell her that Zhu Feng was very happy at the moment.
So she smiled and said, "Okay, one-two-three!"
At the same time, the two put eyes on the snowman.
Immediately, a vivid appearance of a snowman appeared in front of them, and Nan Yan jumped up happily.
"Your Majesty, this is the first time this servant has made a snowman!"
Zhu Feng looked at her with a smile.
However, seeing that her nose was red and her hands were red from the cold from playing in the snow all the time, he pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly.
The two looked at the silly snowman.
Zhu Feng suddenly felt that he was also a little silly.
Maybe, he was made stupid by this little fool in his arms.
Zhu Feng's entertainment from childhood to adulthood was very rare.
Because not long after he was born, Emperor Gao had already raised troops to fight against the country, and after that, he competed with the heroes for the world.
After more than ten years of wars and wars, the world has been desolate, and ten rooms are empty.
He himself went to the battlefield in his teens, and the innocent time of a child was very short.
Fighting and killing occupied the most space in his life so far.
His only entertainment is to build a snowman after the heavy snowfall.
And the happiest time is to put eyes on the snowman, which is the end of a "huge project", and it seems to give life to the snowman.
This is a completely different feeling from "fighting and killing".
This kind of happiness, he has never told others, nor shared with others.
This was the first time that he and Si Nanyan shared such happiness.
He looked down at Nan Yan's smiling face, and said in a low voice, "Do you like it?"
Nan Yan nodded desperately: "I like it."
"If you like it, then every year from now on, let's come here and build a snowman."
"..."
Nan Yan was slightly taken aback.
Looking up at him: "Every year?"
"..."
"Does the emperor come to Peiping every year?"
"..."
Zhu Feng didn't speak any more, just smiled and rubbed her hair.
Nan Yan blinked and looked into his deep eyes, as if realizing something.
After thinking quietly for a while, she finally said: "No matter what, if the emperor wants to come here, the slaves will follow."
Zhu Feng smiled and hugged her even tighter.
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They stayed in Peiping for more than a month.
Firstly, it was necessary to strengthen the city defense, and secondly, Zhu Feng was worried that the national army would make a comeback, so he stayed there for a while.
Until March, there were various indications that there were renewed disputes in the country.
And they couldn't go south to harass the Yan Kingdom for a short time, so Zhu Feng was ready to drive back to Jinling.
Naturally, the entire Yanwang Mansion was busy again.
On this day, after packing up the things in the study room and packing all the important documents into boxes, Zhu Feng watched with his hands behind his back.
Usually these things are handed over to Ye Zheng, he can rest assured, but today, Ye Zheng went out of the city to receive news, and he will watch over these important documents by himself.
As soon as the box was sealed, Ye Zheng pushed the door open and walked in.
Zhu Feng then let all the attendants who had packed up go out.
When only the two of them were left, Zhu Feng said, "Any news?"
These days, the reason why he has been staying in Beiping is actually waiting for the news from the eyeliner in the country.