The First Concubine-Born Daughter in History

“Miss!” When her maid, Xia Lu, came in carrying a little cage, she saw Lan Qingsu leaning against the bedframe, gazing outside. “You’ve opened the window again. You’ve only just recovered, so be careful not to catch a chill. There’s another heavy snowfall tonight.” The winter solstice had just passed, and it had been snowing heavily for several days. Snow blanketed the ground as far as the eye could see. Through the paper-covered lattice window, long icicles hung from the eaves. The heavy snow had bent the treetops out of shape, and a breeze sent snowflakes fluttering from the branches to the ground. A month ago, one moment she had been sleeping soundly in her single bed at home, catching up on her beauty sleep. The next moment, she woke up here...