Snowy Blood Robe Marquis!

The moon set and the sun rose. It was another new day.

Compared to when Ye Qingcang had left over two months ago, almost nothing had changed. The diverse crowds, the taverns and shops found everywhere—aside from seasonal effects, such as summer rain leaving the ground damp and dark-colored after a downpour, all of which were objective phenomena that could neither be changed nor controlled by human effort—were much the same. A few minor differences were perfectly normal. Yet the change in atmosphere was especially noticeable.

Yes.

Unlike the Xin Zheng of ordinary days.

Today's Xin Zheng was exceptionally lively, and the pedestrians along the streets all wore excited expressions.

Especially at the city gates.

That was where the crowd was thickest.

Even the guards who usually wore cold faces had put on smiling masks.

Though their eyes still revealed their impatience, no one dared show them any attitude in a situation like this.

"How ostentatious!"

Inside a pavilion on a hillside near the city gates.

Zinv had changed into luxurious clothes, removed her makeup, and let down her coiled hair to flow behind her, securing it with only two hairpins. She looked gentle without losing her shrewdness. Gazing toward the city gates in the distance, she lowered her eyes after a moment and gave a somewhat wistful assessment.

Beside her stood Han Fei, dressed in purple finery. He looked slightly frivolous, yet standing beside her, the two had the air of a married couple. Like some dissolute young master, he planted one hand on his hip and shrugged. "A general returning after winning a battle—it's perfectly normal for him to be a little ostentatious. Setting aside his personal stance and his personal preferences, from the perspective of the state alone, I do admire him. I also have to acknowledge