After the Chinese New Year, the wind and snow that lasted for several days finally stopped.

The inside and outside of the mansion were covered with thick snow, and because there were no servants to clean it up, they could only be allowed to accumulate.

Wang Ya was wearing a red cloak and ran in the snow-covered yard, leaving rows of scattered footprints.

Peach blossoms also ran out a few steps, plucked the snow on a dead branch, and rolled it into snowballs.

Zhao Kun walked out of the yard, looked up and saw Ying Zheng standing with his hands behind his back, smiling at Wang Ya in the snow.

It is probably rare to see such a beautiful snow scene. Wang Ya is very excited and runs back and forth in the snow, playing a snowball battle with peach blossoms. Her hands and nose are clearly red from the cold, but she smiles like a flower, as if she is tireless.

"It seems like the light clouds cover the moon, and it floats like the flowing wind returning to the snow."

Zhao Kun not only sighed that the girl and the snow scene are really a perfect match.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to be able to say this!" Ying Zheng was stunned when he heard Zhao Kun's sigh, and then walked over with a smile.

Zhao Kun gave a respectful salute and smiled and said, "Entertainment Father, the auspicious snow shines in his good year, which is a good omen."

“Um…”

Ying Zheng pondered for a moment, looked at Wang Ya in the snow, then at Zhao Kun in front of him, and suddenly said, "What do you think of your own marriage?"

"ah?"

Zhao Kun was surprised and thought to himself, why did he ask about this early this morning?

"Entertainment Father, I'm afraid the First Emperor has the final say in my marriage."

"I know this, but have you ever thought about how the current Wang family is different from the previous Wang family?"

Zhao Kun hesitated and looked at Ying Zheng with some confusion.

But Ying Zheng continued, "After the veteran General Wang Jian left, the Marquis of Tongwu was unable to get sick. The decline of the Wang family's foyer seemed to have become an inevitable trend. This was not what the First Emperor wanted to see."

"That's why he asked you to come to Pinyang to treat Tongwuhou."

As he said that, he said meaningfully: "Now the Marquis of Tongwu is safe and sound, Wang Li takes advantage of the situation. What would you do if you were the First Emperor?"

"Link...marriage?"

"good."

Ying Zheng nodded and said, "The royal children have been respected by the world and must fulfill their obligations. Although marriage is not the most effective way, it is also the best choice."

Hearing this, Zhao Kun felt thoughtful.

Although he is not Zhao Kun in the true sense, his obligations are always there.

The big family consolidates their status through marriage.

The royal family bribed the loyalty of their subjects through marriage.

As Ying Zheng said, the current Wang family is no longer the previous Wang family.

Although the Wang family was still loyal to the Qin Dynasty and the First Emperor.

But the First Emperor would never allow any fluctuations in his relationship with the Wang family, so marriage is inevitable.

Wang Li married Lan Yufei, the daughter of Lieutenant Lan Hu. This was a marriage that was a strong alliance, but it was very subtle if there was no royal family involved.

If there are bad problems with the successors of the Lan family and Wang family, it will definitely be a disaster for the Qin Dynasty.

Therefore, the royal family must build a bond among their successors.

Thinking of this, Zhao Kun's thoughts gradually became clear, but he asked in confusion: "Why is it me?"

Ying Zheng glanced at Zhao Kun and said angrily: "What you did in Pinyang and Wang Ben's protection of you, the First Emperor is not blind."

"Uh...this..."

Zhao Kun scratched his head awkwardly, and then asked: "It should be a while, right?"

What he thought was that in a few months, the First Emperor would die. Once the First Emperor died, he would not be his son. Since he was not his son, marriage or something had nothing to do with him.

However, as if he saw Zhao Kun’s thoughts, Ying Zheng smiled and shook his head: "There is not much time left. It should be just a few days before the First Emperor will announce your marriage to Wang Ya."

"ah?"

Zhao Kun was shocked and thought to himself, is it so sudden?

My wife is not over 18 years old yet!

Getting married before the age of 18 and entering the bridal chamber will affect your physical development?

Just as Zhao Kun was thinking about it, Ying Zheng asked him with some amusement, "What? Do you don't like the little girl in the Wang family?"

"Not you don't like it..."

Zhao Kun shook his head: "I just want to wait a little longer..."

"What are you waiting for?"

"I don't know either, I just want to wait!"

Ying Zheng rolled his eyes and cursed with a smile: "Barring!"

Then, he left without looking back.

Zhao Kun looked at Ying Zheng's back, then at Wang Ya in the snow, her face full of bitterness.

So he bent down, grabbed a handful of snow, pinched it into a snowball, and threw it out.

Wang Ya and Taohua were observing something in the bamboo forest in the yard. Suddenly, the bamboo forest was hit by a snowball, and snow was scattered all over the ground, scaring them to cover their heads and screaming in surprise.

Gongsun Yu and Ying, not far away, were also alarmed. When they turned their heads and realized that it was someone's prank, they couldn't help but glar at Zhao Kun.

But Wang Ya and Taohua thought something bad happened to the bamboo forest. They blinked their curious eyes and went to check it out carefully.

"Two stupid girls."

Zhao Kun sighed, then pinched out a small snowball and threw it on Wang Ya's cloak: "It's here."

Being hit by a snowball, Wang Yaxun looked at him and the moment he saw Zhao Kun, his pretty face, which was already cold red, was covered with a layer of blushing, which was very cute.

At this time, Taohua hurried over and said, "Young master, are you going to have breakfast?"

"No hurry." Zhao Kun shook his head with a smile, and asked Taohua: "Has Lao Wu and the others come back?"

Taohua thought for a while and then said, "I heard before that I will not come back in the afternoon."

"Then... when they come back, remember to ask everyone to sweep the snow in the yard."

Hearing this, Taohua subconsciously glanced at Wang Ya not far away, with a hint of loss in her eyes, then nodded and walked towards Gongsun Yu.

After Taohua left, Zhao Kun saw that Wang Ya was still in the snow, so he walked towards her.

As soon as he approached, Wang Ya lowered her head shyly.

“Is it cold?”

Zhao Kun asked softly, with white mist shrouding in his mouth.

Wang Ya shook her head and pointed to the cloak on her body.

"Hand me your hand."

Zhao Kun suddenly said.

Wang Ya was stunned for a moment, not knowing that Zhao Kun wanted that hand, so she handed out both hands and stared at Zhao Kun in a daze.

Zhao Kun reached out and found it was quite warm. He thought to himself that women were not made of water? Why didn’t they freeze this winter?

It seemed that the atmosphere was a little wrong. Zhao Kun coughed lightly, and then under Wang Ya's gaze, he piled up the nearby snow and gradually formed a human form.

After a while, a snowman was built next to the human-shaped snow pile.

Although it looks ugly, it becomes more and more stylish after the decoration of branches and stones.

Especially the round belly and head, it looks a bit funny.

Wang Ya didn't know what he was doing, so she stood aside and looked curiously.

"These two snowmen..."

Zhao Kun grinned, gasped, pointed to the snowman he had built, and smiled at Wang Ya and said, "One is you, the other is me, do you look like you?"

Somehow, when Zhao Kun's words had just fallen, Wang Ya suddenly felt her nose sore and tears flowed down unknowingly.

"Young master, your hand...wow..."

By the time the two snowmen were ready, Zhao Kun's hands were already red with cold.

Wang Ya saw it all, so she was so moved that she didn't know why. She suddenly stepped forward and hugged Zhao Kun, crying loudly.

As a result, with a "thump", the two of them fell into the snow at the same time.

Damn it!

It's so sudden again, I'm crazy!

Zhao Kun pushed Wang Ya on her body and pursed her lips dissatisfiedly: "You are very heavy, you wear such thick clothes, no wonder you are not cold."

"snort!"
To be continued...