In Sigurd's Empire, in the palace garden, the thick snow was already up to the ankles.
King Barnt and his family are having a happy snowball fight.
"Hahahaha! Children, accept this king's fatherly love!"
King Barnt's whole body was bulging with muscles, and the veins in his big, thick hands were bulging. When he waved his arms, snowballs as big as steamed buns flew towards the opposite side like cannonballs.
Its speed was so fast that when the snowball hit the ground, it even exploded a hole the size of a basin, exposing wet soil.
Not far from King Barnt, a dozen guards were busy making snowballs. Every time a basket was made, a dedicated person would be responsible for delivering it.
On the opposite side, five young men and women sometimes blocked and sometimes dodged. They were hit by the dense snowballs and were very embarrassed.
"Father! Please don't do such childish things! Are you asking me to come here just to have a snowball fight?" A young and beautiful girl with long curly hair shouted with an angry expression.
As the fifth princess of the empire, she had just attended an important banquet and was still wearing high heels and a tutu.
Since it was not convenient to move around, I had to wave my folding fan frequently to knock away all the snowballs that were flying towards me.
Unfortunately, after the snowballs scattered, they still splashed all over her body, especially her long spirally curled hair.
puff!
A snowball in an arc suddenly flew over and hit her forehead accurately. The powerful momentum caused her whole head to tilt back.
"Father~~~~King~~~~~~~ah!!!"
The fifth princess, Claes Emily Sigurd, seemed completely angry.
In order to raise funds for the frontline military, she has been busy these days, meeting with envoys from various countries all day long, without any time for rest.
In the afternoon, she suddenly received a report from the guards, saying that the king had notified her of something urgent, and told her to come as soon as possible.
And what about this? A snowball fight? Father, can you not turn into a child as soon as you step off the throne? The glory of the royal family!
Emily barely stood firm and was about to go crazy when countless silvery-white spherical objects appeared in her field of vision.
Puff puff puff puff puff puff!
Emily was buried by the snowball, leaving only two golden curls exposed...
"Humph!" The eldest prince Regal snorted coldly, waved his hand to deflect several snowballs, and turned to leave.
He was wearing a dark red velvet ducal coat. He was tall and fit, with long flowing hair and a cold and handsome face. He was a completely handsome man.
"Father, I have something else to do and I don't have time to play with you."
Regal's words were full of sarcasm, and coupled with his cold and aloof appearance, outsiders might think that there was a big gap between him and the king.
"Hahaha, Regal, it's not that easy to leave!"
King Barnt laughed and threw a snowball the size of a basin.
"boring."
Regar responded indifferently, with disdain on his face, and continued to walk forward gracefully.
Without looking back, he threw a snowball as big as an egg backwards.
Regal was very confident, and the force and angle were perfectly calculated. He only needed to slightly change the opponent's trajectory, and the basin-sized snowball would only hit a position half a meter away from him, to highlight his grace.
Yes, he is a genius of the royal family and the first heir to the throne. He has been better and worked harder than any of the royal children since he was a child, so he is more confident than anyone else.
Bang!
There was a muffled sound behind him, and Regar frowned, sensing something strange in the voice.
He quickly turned around and looked, his eyes widening immediately.
The snowball the size of a washbasin did not change its trajectory at all and was still flying towards him.
And a piece of metallic luster appeared on the spot hit by his own snowball.
The...iron ball wrapped in snow?...The surface of the sphere seems to be reinforced with special runes. This is a magic cannon shell used against battleships! This bastard king!
Bang!
Regar was knocked unconscious. His long hair flew and his limbs stretched naturally and he fell backwards. He was still so cold and arrogant.
Before losing consciousness, he shouted out two words with difficulty: "Despicable..."
The remaining two men and one woman looked at each other with a wry smile. It seemed that they could only have fun with their father today.
A few minutes later, all five children were lying on the ground.
King Barnt took the towel from the guard and wiped his sweat, and said: "Today is the day when Lilia comes back. Your mother is cooking in the kitchen herself. It is a rare family reunion and no one is allowed to run away, hahaha."
Pfft.
The fifth princess, Emily, emerged from the snowdrift. She shook her curly hair, and a large amount of snowflakes fell from it.
Emily raised her eyebrows, put her hands on her hips and scolded:
"Father! Why didn't you tell us such an important thing earlier! Do you know how busy we children are because of your laziness?"
"Ah~~ It's true~~ I have to meet with the envoy from the Principality of Airilat tomorrow. I really want to spend more time with little Lilia~~~ It's all because of such an unreliable father like you~~~" Ai
Milly stamped her feet angrily, and her big spiral curls bounced around.
King Barnt squinted his eyes and picked out his ears, pretending not to hear.
His daughter Emily is smart and steady, but her only flaw is that she loves to nag and doesn't follow him and Queen Angelita at all.
King Barnt waved his hand and changed the subject: "Don't worry, Fred will go out of the city to greet her at noon, and you will see little Lilia soon, hahaha."
At this time.
"Father..."
A low voice reached their ears, and everyone saw a young man wearing aqua blue armor walking from a distance. It was the second prince Fred.
"Fred came just in time, where is little Lilia? Are you still changing clothes?" King Barnt patted his shoulder generously.
Regal, who had fainted on the ground, also walked nearby and looked at him with his arms crossed, his eyes seeming to be full of expectation.
Fred didn't speak.
He clenched his fists and his nails were almost dug into his flesh. He walked up to King Barnt in a dull manner, laid his sword flat on the ground, knelt down on one knee, and performed a formal audience ceremony.
Fred took a deep breath and said: "Father, the Olaf Plain was attacked by a large number of monsters, and the garrison of the Principality of Airilat was almost completely wiped out... General Bale died in the battle... Lilia is missing..."
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"...The failed talent left his calligraphy treasure and then disappeared."
"Then, guess what? This guy married the daughter of Wang Dahu's family the next month!" The waiter pointed to the poem on the wall and was explaining its origin.
"A talented man who studied hard in a cold window finally became a wealthy businessman. It's so dramatic."
Xu Fei made a sound in surprise, and Leiyin also listened with interest.
"Haha, sir, please take it easy, I'm busy now."
After the waiter left, Xu Fei pushed a new plate of plum blossom cakes to the girl.
Leiyin picked up a piece and put it in her mouth, chewing it carefully.
Soft and glutinous, sweet but not greasy, fragrant and delicious.
It would be great if she could take it back one day and give it to her parents and brothers to taste, she couldn't help but think so.