In the morning, the snow had cleared and the sky had just turned bright.
Jiang Ning wore a set of dark-blue casual robes, with a silver Fox Fur Coat draped over them. It left him with a little less of his usual killing chill, and a few more traces of nobility and ease.
Su Qingying had also changed into a dress, not her customary plain white, but a winter outfit of watery red embroidered with silver plum blossoms, with a cloak of the same color over her shoulders. It set off her skin until it outshone the snow; between her brows and eyes, there was a little less cold aloofness, and a bit more of the smoke and fire of the Human Realm.
"Shall we go to the Martial King's Mansion first, or the Xiao residence? Or somewhere else?" Su Qingying asked softly.
"To Martial King Xiang Yuan first. He's impatient by nature, and he is also Prefect Xiao's Senior Brother," Jiang Ning said with a smile.
The two did not take a carriage, nor did they bring any attendants. Just like that, they walked side by side out of the Imperial Advisor's residence.
The accumulated snow on the Royal Capital's streets had been swept aside to clear the main road. Children in new clothes chased and played at the mouth of the alleys, firecracker scraps mingling with snow and slush. The air was filled with the faint smell of sulfur and the fragrance of dishes drifting out from each household.
The Martial King's Mansion was not far from the Imperial Advisor's residence; on foot, it took no more than a quarter of an hour.
Before the prince's mansion, lanterns and colored streamers had been hung, and the two stone lions were also draped in red silk, looking charmingly simple