Today, the north of Snow Forbidden City is not bustling.
Heavy snow blankets the city walls.
Since it's the Bai Family's annual "Ancestral Worship" festival, many elders have gone to the ancestral hall, and only a handful of people knew about Bai Xiu's return to Changye. So initially, the crowd waiting was sparse and quiet.
The Second Elder of Bai's Ancestral Hall, clad in the ceremonial robe worn during ancestor worship and a tall crown, hands tucked in sleeves, stood atop the snowy city walls in this out-of-place ancient robe, silently waiting.
If time were to turn back many years...
What howls past under the city gates would be horse-drawn carriages, not cars, and such attire might seem appropriate.
