The moon was hazy that night. It was already spring, but the snow hadn't melted in Shazhou.

The dim moonlight shone on the snow with a hazy feeling.

Qiu Jinglan changed into regular clothes. He knocked at the back door of the mansion of Princess Royal. When he was led to the bank of the serpentine bridge, he saw Ou Qinglan was already quietly waiting in the corridor across the bridge.

The ancestral home of the Ou Family was in Beijiang. Ou ...