Although Lin Ting was named King Qi, he was known as the ‘Jade King’ in the capital. It could be seen that he resembled a jade, remaining as cool and noble as one. Because of his gentle temperament and his talents, he was always admired by noble girls in the capital. As long as he was willing to, it would not be difficult for him to impress Wei Luochun.
The Snow Poetry Banquet was an elegant poetry gathering organised by the high-level nobles in the capital for the past years. When snow fell every winter, they enjoyed the snow, cooked some wine, and wrote some poetry. Almost all the Young Masters and Young Ladies in the central capital would participate as the event became a status symbol gradually throughout the years. If the organisers did not invite someone, the general masses could take that they were in decline.
And every year, there were excellent works produced. Hence, it became a way for the talented and eloquent to become famous in the capital. So every year, people try to get into the poetry club.
Lin Feilu went there once a few years ago. She didn’t know how to write poetry, so she just watched the lively event, ate something, and admired the appearances of a dozen handsome guys and elegant beauties. After that, she wasn’t really interested in attending anymore.
When she went out of the palace to visit Lin Ting in the Royal Qi Residence today, she happened to meet someone from Noble Consort Ruan’s palace walking out of the palace. The palace servant was not surprised to see her and left after greeting her. She walked all the way into the mansion and saw Lin Ting wearing a white fur-collared outfit while standing under the plum tree, seemingly distracted.
Lin Feilu called out to him happily, “Eldest Imperial Brother! I have arrived!”
He turned his head slowly. Half of his face was hidden under the white fur collar, and when his eyes fell on her, he slowly focused his gaze. His pale and thin lips also rolled up in a gentle arc before he said softly, “Little Lu, you’re here.”
Lin Feilu ran to his side and looked at him a few times, “Eldest Imperial Brother, why are you getting thin again? Your chin is so sharp!” She rubbed her face, “It’s smaller than my face!”
Lin Ting laughed and handed her the hand stove in his hand, “Is it cold? Warm your hands.”
Since Lin Feilu has practised martial arts, her physical fitness improved greatly, and she was no longer afraid of the cold. Even in winter, her hands and feet were warm, and she stretched out her red palms to show him, “It’s not cold. It’s still pretty warm.”
She turned her head and pointed at the mansion’s gate, asking casually, “Brother, did that person come from the palace just now? What is he doing here?”
Lin Ting did not hide it from her, “My Mother Consort sent him to remind me to attend the Snow Poetry Banquet.”
Lin Feilu felt that it was odd, “With Eldest Brother’s status, there is no need to go to that kind of poetry banquet, right?”
Lin Ting smiled and said nothing, but he saw the small basket hanging on her arm and asked warmly, “What is this?”
Lin Feilu’s expression suddenly became vivid. She held the basket in front of him as if offering a treasure and said with a smile, “Open it and take a look!”
The basket was covered with a layer of black cloth. Lin Ting glanced at her before he stretched out his hand and slowly lifted the black cloth.
In the basket were three snow-white little bunnies, which were only the size of the palm of a hand, and they were very cute.
She said happily while looking at Lin Ting’s stunned expression, “My little rabbit has given birth to some babies! I’m giving them to the Eldest Brother!”