That year, snow fell all over Yejing, and the auspicious snow heralded a good harvest.
That year, the plum blossoms filled the whole Shifu, and the people and flowers reflected each other's red...
The little girl who slipped out of Shi Mansion ignored the call of the maid behind her and kept walking forward. However, she stopped when she heard the whispers of passers-by. She waited for the maid to appear.
"Miss, please walk slowly, there are many people here, so you won't get lost." The maid Xiangxiu chased after her, panting.
"Xiang Xiu, who is Mu Zui?" An eight-year-old child had no idea who Mu Zui was.
When Xiang Xiu heard this, he was so frightened that the box he was holding fell to the ground...
