Treading Snow

Satuongtian had been busy in the Imperial City with Hu Keke for several days before things finally quieted down.

With great events close at hand, Murong Wan'er no longer went out either. Every day, she stayed home and watched Feng Hao read and write.

Satuongtian had concealed Hu Keke's aura. Now, he looked no more than a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator, harmless to both humans and beasts.

Murong Wan'er disdained concealing her aura. She was already heaven's favored daughter among women.

Now that everyone had some free time, Wang Xian could no longer sit still with the winter solstice approaching.

He had Murong Wan'er watch Feng Hao at home while he went out into the wind and snow with Satuongtian and Hu Keke.

The snow fell soundlessly.

The three wore straw rain capes and bamboo hats. They crushed the windblown snow beneath their feet as they headed toward the imperial palace.

"It seems even the snow won't stop falling during the winter solstice," Satuongtian suddenly said.

Hu Keke reached out and caught a snowflake, watching it melt into a droplet in his palm. "The Imperial City rarely gets snow in past years." His voice was a murmur, white mist puffing from his lips.

Wang Xian looked up at the sky. Black clouds pressed down on the city, while snowflakes drifted down thick and fast.

The eaves along both sides of the street were covered in a layer of cotton-white snow. Several children chased one another at the alley's mouth, leaving a trail of messy footprints.

"Let's go take a look around outside the imperial palace." Wang Xian let out a soft sigh.

The days passed one after another. Once he finished dealing with the affairs of Southern Border, he would have to leave too.

The next time they met, they