Chapter 392: Quiet center of the world

"Let's go, go to the snow with me."
"Yes."
Nan Yan walked behind him happily, and the two of them left the Wuying Hall together and walked out.
Ruixue is a good year.
No wonder the weather has been gloomy early this morning, it turned out to be holding back this snow.
Jinling is located in the south of the Yangtze River, with a mild climate, and it rarely snows in winter, and it is on New Year's Eve.
What is more rare is the first winter after Zhu Feng became the throne.
As he walked, he smiled and said, "Good scenery, good omen."
Nan Yan followed him, because there was no snow on the ground after it had just been down for a while, but some thin snow could already be seen on the walls and eaves, making the entire palace extraordinarily white.
She never knew that the palace would still have such a temperament.
Suddenly, these red walls and green tiles became different. She followed Zhu Feng, walking while looking at the fresh scenery. She almost slipped several times, but fortunately she reached out and held things.
However, for the last time, on the next slope, there were no handrails on the surrounding walls, but she stepped on a frosted ground and slid down.
"Oh!"
She screamed with fright.
At this moment, a hand stretched out and grabbed her hand forcefully, which made her sway and stabilize her figure.
Looking up, it was Zhu Feng.
He looked at her with a smile in his eyes that seemed to be an illusion, but when he opened his mouth, it was a disgusting voice: "Why are you so stupid?"
"..."
"Do you want me to serve you?"
Nan Yan hurriedly withdrew his hands in fright.
"Slaves, know you are wrong."
"Humph!"
For some reason, although he admitted his mistake, he seemed to be even more angry than he was just now, and said, "If you want to leave, give me a good walk. If I fall again, I won't be - I will punish you heavily!
"Yes……"
Although Yu Qian had lost his appearance so many times, Nan Yan herself was a little numb, but the emperor spoke, and she did not dare to make troubles, so she could only follow him carefully. Fortunately, after going down this slope, the road ahead was smooth Much.
After a while, the two of them walked to the lake.
There is a small pavilion, built by the water, and the scenery is excellent, especially right now, the goose feathers are falling from the sky and falling on the water one after another, and the sound of the sorrow is like a lover's ear. language.
Zhu Feng walked over and stood in the middle of the pavilion.
And Nan Yan was by his side.
In the past, she has passed by here countless times, but never thought that there is such a beautiful scenery here.
It's so beautiful here...
Two people stand here, as if they were left alone in the center of this quiet world.
However, a sneeze broke this quiet atmosphere.
Nan Yan was so scared that she covered her mouth.
Zhu Feng turned her head and saw that she was wearing a jacket. She didn't feel cold just now. After walking for a while, the heat dissipated and she shivered with cold.
Zhu Feng couldn't help gritting his teeth.
"You--are you going to me off?"
"..."
Nan Yan knew that he had done something stupid again, but when he called himself just now, he followed out happily, forgetting that it would be cold.
She whispered: "Please forgive the emperor."
Zhu Feng gave her another white look, and then pulled her over.
Before Nan Yan realized what was going on, he felt a rush of heat, and Zhu Feng lifted up his large cloak and gathered her whole from both sides.