Another night of snow.
After sunrise, icicles formed on the eaves of the houses in Snow Forbidden City, and the falling ice shards clinked as the wind blew them to the ground.
Bai's Ancestral Hall.
The decoration here is very elegant; centuries-old wooden houses are orderly situated and have not been eroded by time. Each year, after the freeze, the mahogany dwellings seem to brim with new vitality.
In the courtyard, a very old ginkgo tree grows.
Below the ginkgo tree, a wicker chair gently rocked as a woman rested on it, her long hair cascading down. She held a book in her hands and read silently. The wind stirred her black hair and paged the book, creating a rustling sound.
Just looking at this scene, it would be hard to believe.
The woman sitting quietly, reading in the Bai's Ancestral Hall, was the Bai Family's Miss Bai Lu, known as the "Witch".
"Miss... aren't you going out today either?"
A servant came with water and asked curiously.
