Chapter 663: Great Cold Wave

Although everyone was forced, the horse race was still quite passionate.

A desolate northern‑border winter day, breath turning to frost, hot blood hard to cool.

Everyone soon lost interest, and Weini was about to fall behind; whenever it grew panting from exhaustion and wanted to rest a bit, Dawang would stop upwind and open the box of honeycomb honey.

The greedy one struggled to get up, chasing White Dragon's butt and running hard, moving everyone behind to tears. Dawang chattered beside him: "Weini, did you smell it? Fragrant honeycomb honey~"

"Is the road under your feet hard, the fire in your heart strong? If so, that's right—run~"

Everyone: ……

Fortunately, Dawang still had a conscience; in the end he didn't play tricks, he slowed White Dragon's speed, and when they were near, he let the leaden‑legged Weini run ahead.

Weini ran to the base of the mountain and found that Zhetian and Xiao Jin were not there; they had already gone into the mountains. That fellow stood there wondering if he was third, almost lifting his fingers, and Dawang handed him the box he had smelled all the way.

After a bunch of congratulatory praise, as soon as Weini got it he couldn't wait to open it; with difficulty he pried open the claw, revealing a piece of honey, and that fellow happily let out a howl. Then…… there was no afterwards.

A push‑pull rectangular box; when opened, only the opening had a piece of honeycomb honey, while the rest of the box was full of alfalfa flowers.

When opened, the smell was actually not bad—honey mixed with floral scent; the silly bear stared for a moment, feeling something was off, but didn't know how to express it……

Weishen burst out laughing, "…Is that it? Where did you get all that drama just now!" He rattled on and on, but when opened it turned out to be a fraud.

Dawang was very pleased, "You don't know how precious winter alfalfa flowers are, do you?"

"Your strange pasture blooms three seasons a year—what's so precious about that!"

"Otherwise, give it a box of honey—this trip wouldn't have been for nothing."

Weishen: "…Still, you're sly. It's just that this fellow looks pitiful!

Weini cherished the honeycomb, pinched it up, rolled his tongue over the small piece and swallowed it; after savoring it a moment, he began licking his own paw.

Dawang dismounted and sat beside it, patting its big head, "Rest well; we still have to run back home later.

That bear possibly understood, let out a miserable howl and lay down, nuzzling its head into Dawang's embrace, using its big size to play the victim—too bad it didn't work.

Dawang laughed hahaha, "If you don't run faster, you'll miss dinner—hahaha~

The others went off to do their own things, and Dawang held Weini's big head there to rest; the two of them weren't afraid of the cold, staying honest and peaceful, giving a sense of tranquil times.

Lying there, lying there, suddenly Weini seemed to feel something off; it anxiously sat up, crawled around Dawang twice, then pushed him to signal him to mount.

Dawang thought Weini was telling him to go home, which made him more puzzled; he looked left and right, and the Eagle Rider and the older cousin were nearby—everything was normal.

It wasn't an enemy; whatever was making the animals uneasy……

Dawang looked up at the sky; Zhetian was also circling in the far‑off mountain range… the sky, the sky filled with countless fish‑scale clouds, ripples clear. This wind—could it also be a bit strange?

The sun hung pallid in the sky, looking even a bit icy.

Weishen ran a loop around the mountain base, feeling today's wind was piercingly cold, so he looped back to urge Dawang to head home—who knows how cold it'll get when it gets dark!

Who would have thought that when he returned, he'd find Dawang leading Weini, a person and a bear with their rumps stuck up, lying on the ground……

His Majesty the Emperor really is down‑to‑earth these days!

"Your Majesty? Your Majesty, what are you doing? Without Xieyuan around, you don't need to worry about decorum anymore?"

Dawang ignored him.

"What are you looking at?"

"Older cousin, look—the ants are moving dirt to raise their nest entrances."

"So what? What's there to see!"

"Maybe a big cold wave is coming."

"Huh? The year's over, the coldest time has passed, this year's New Year was late—it's practically March already."

"I hope not—spring plowing is coming up soon. Let's head back."

On the way back, Dawang's mood was affected; he felt that something was about to happen, and his strong vitality sensed the stagnation in the air.

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