Nanling Plum Garden was originally a royal hunting ground belonging to the West Yao Kingdom.

There are patches of plum forests, vast snow fields, and undulating snow-capped mountains, which are a place for the royal children to enjoy.

On the side of Hongmerin, many "snow viewing pavilions" have been built.

These pavilions were built on a small hillside, and each pavilion was small enough to accommodate only four or five people. The pavilion has heavy bamboo curtains on all sides, which can be rolled up or lowered to protect against wind and snow.

Watching the snow pavilion, the people have already put down the bamboo curtains on three sides of the pavilion to resist the cold wind and light snow.

On the sides of the wooden table in the center of the pavilion, a copper stove is lit, which is very warm.

On three sides of the seats, thick soft cushions of gorgeous satin are placed, and there are small hand warmers on the cushions to prevent the masters from getting cold hands.

Han Wan'er specially dressed up carefully today.

She was wearing a goose-yellow embroidered robe, and a few colored peach hairpins with blue dots were obliquely inserted in her hair, and her fair face was sweet and moving.

Han Wan'er sat opposite Xiao Qiye, only feeling very cheerful.

Since the beginning of the winter snow this year, she has invited King Qi many times, but she has been repeatedly refused, and this time she can come, the smile on her whole face is very bright. She has too many fresh things, and she can't wait to show them to Xiao Qiye.

At this time, she found that Xiao Qiye's gaze had not stayed on her since she entered the pavilion.

"Brother Qiye, why don't you speak?"

"There's nothing to say. ”

Han Wan'er felt a flash of loss in her heart when she heard this, but she still didn't give up, pretending to be cute and continuing to talk to her.

"Uh... Brother Qiye, what kind of girl do you like?"

"Don't speak. ”

After hearing this, Han Wan'er immediately pursed her mouth, straightened her waist, and posed as a quiet lady.

It turns out that Brother Qiye likes women who don't speak, so she should keep quiet so that she can attract his attention.

Maybe because Han Wan'er was too quiet later, Xiao Qiye almost forgot about the existence of this person.

He looked at the red plum forest from afar, his handsome eyebrows frowning slightly. Obviously, he asked Anan to help get things, why didn't Lin Xiaojin come over?

The white snow fluttering in the air slowly falls on the red plums that bloom on the branches, condensing into thin ice flowers.

At this time, the red plum hidden snow reminded him of his childhood.

He was twelve years old and Lin Xiaojin was nine years old.

The winter solstice royal hunt, the guests arrived.

As the Nine Emperor Princes, Xiao Qiye has both a handsome and stunning appearance and an elegant temperament, and is the object of secret joy of many famous ladies.

In Xiyao, there is a saying that the plum is given away.

Even if there is someone who likes it, he folds a plum blossom and secretly puts it in front of that person's door to express his intentions.

This kind of play is also popular among the children of the royal nobility.

Whenever the princes go to the hunting ground to hunt, the famous ladies will quietly let the subordinates put the folded plum blossoms in front of the snow pavilion that secretly likes the prince.

When the princes return from hunting, they will be able to see the plum branches in front of the Snow Viewing Pavilion. If you receive more, you will naturally have a light on your face. I didn't receive it, and a few words of complaint were indispensable.

After Xiao Qi returned from hunting at night, in front of the Snow Viewing Pavilion, plum branches were naturally indispensable.

Although he never cared about this, the vanity of the young man still made him inexplicably complacent.

He stood outside the pavilion and walked over to the plum branches, reaching for them. As a result, just as his hand was about to catch the plum branch, a rapidly spinning snowball hit him on the back of the head!

He snorted in pain, quickly raised his hand to cover the back of his swollen and painful head, and glared back angrily.