At the border between the Tang Dynasty and the Turks, the winter was harsh, the snow was fierce, and the wind was blowing.
"Whoa, whoa..." The sound of babies crying unexpectedly came from this deserted place. In this harsh weather with biting cold wind, the swaddled baby must have screamed for life in no more than half an hour.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
