As night fell, the snow outside finally turned into large snowflakes.
This kind of snow looks frightening, but in reality, it's not scary at all.
At most, it will last a few Shi Chen and then stop.
Even Xiao Tingzi and the others breathed a sigh of relief. When it snows, the Eighth Prince can't go out, which makes him very unhappy.
If the snow stops, he can go out to play in the afternoon.
Moreover, being a servant isn't easy, and working in this weather is even tougher. Especially for the rough eunuchs, sweeping the snow for a whole day would nearly take their life away.
Inside the room, Ye Zao was comfortably lounging on the chaise longue, too full to move, with her feet tucked behind Fourth Master's back for warmth.
Fourth Master leaned back on the chair: "I should write some calligraphy, you lazy fox."
"I, the lazy fox, ask the Emperor to stay fit, yet always cling to the Emperor. How naughty," Ye Zao declared proactively.
