Jin Wang was stunned after hearing his remark.

He was reminded that Ye Shu had always been fond of his freedom. Especially since the harem had consistently been desolate, with Ye Shu's nature, he certainly wouldn't want to be trapped in this palace.

But he had actually locked up the man...

Ye Shu had no idea of what Jin Wang was thinking. As if the latter was of no consequence at all, he was soon drawn by the sight outside the imperial palanquin.

The imperial palanquin interior had wide seats, but it still couldn't be regarded as too spacious. The two sat side by side, their bodies so close that they seemed to be snuggling with each other. But Jin Wang had never felt the distance between them to be as great as it was today.

His Majesty's heart, wracked with a strong sense of guilt, had completely left behind the reason why he had locked this man up in the first place.

He put his hand on Ye Shu's shoulder and was about to speak when Ye Shu suddenly exclaimed, "It's snowing!"

Jin Wang paused.

Ye Shu couldn't care less about him and immediately called the imperial palanquin to a stop, and jumped straight down, not waiting for the servants to help.

Jin Wang was so scared, the back of his head felt like it was on pins and needles.

"Ye..." Jin Wang stalled as he recalled, "Concubine An! Stop right there!"

Ye Shu stopped and looked back innocently.

Neither Jin Wang waited for the servants' help, jumped off and strode towards Ye Shu. "Did you forget what Gu told you?"

"Didn't forget..." Ye Shu said in a tiny voice. "No running, no jumping, no walking on pebbled paths and no going near the lake shore.... Say, are you raising me like I'm a three-year-old?"

Jin Wang said coldly, "You're much naughtier than a three-year-old."

Ye Shu, "Hmp."

Jin Wang instructed one of the servants to fetch the snow-white fox fur, draped it over Ye Shu's shoulders, and held his hand. "Look at you getting so happy at the sight of the snow that you forgot everything. Hold on to Gu. Walk slowly."

This place was not far from the imperial garden. Jin Wang dismissed the servants and led Ye Shu slowly to walk.

This was the first snow in the capital since the beginning of winter. One could call it snowing, but in fact, it was only a few thinly scattered flakes falling to the ground, instantly disappearing without a trace.

But for Ye Shu, a southern child who hadn't experienced seeing snowfall year in and year out, it was already enough to be excited about.

"Still so fond of snow..." Jin Wang tilted his head to look at him and couldn't help but smile.

Strange to say, Ye Shu was born in the capital where there was never a shortage of the scenery of snow. But this man acted as if he had never seen it before. He would be very excited for most of the day every time he saw the snow.

It had been this way since their childhood.

Ye Shu wore a hood on his head, with most of his face hidden in the snow-white fox fur, it's lining that face even fairer and more petite. He looked up at the wafting snowflakes, with slightly bright eyes that reflected the snowscape in the sky which had already lost its colour.

Jin Wang got lost in thought for a moment there.

As the snow gradually grew heavier, the two had to find a wayside pavilion to keep away from the snowfall.

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