Time flowed on; years flew by. In the blink of an eye, two hundred years had passed.
Another first month of a bitter winter.
Chang'an, with heavy snow swirling through the sky.
After several expansions over two hundred years, Chang'an, now the capital of the world, had absorbed even Qujiang River, once outside the city walls, into the city, where it had become an utterly unremarkable sight.
By Qushui River stood a wine house called Gathering Fortune Tower.
On the upper floor of Gathering Fortune Tower, a woman sat by the window, gazing at Yue Ma Bridge below amid the boundless snowstorm.
Every day, tens of thousands of pedestrians and carriages crossed that bridge in Chang'an City, yet few knew that a century ago, it had changed her, changed the world, and changed the fates of countless people.
The wind and snow gradually intensified, and the pedestrians gradually dwindled. Then, amid that vast whiteness...
Suddenly...
A figure came treading through the snow.
It was a woman dressed in white, whiter even than frost and snow—transcendent and ethereal, as though she did not belong to this mortal world.
"Hmm~!"
Resting her chin on one hand, the woman watched the newcomer with a teasing look in her eyes.
The other woman seemed to notice her gaze as well. After crossing the bridge, she turned into the wine house, ascended the stairs, and sat down across from her.
"Long time no see."
"Mm... long time no see!"
A calm exchange of greetings, without the slightest ripple.
Wanwan toyed with her wine cup, watching the woman before her with amusement. "You went out wandering again. Did you gain anything?"
"No."
Shi Feixuan shook her head, her expression tranquil beneath her veil.
"Oh, I thought you might abduct a little girl and have her take