Infatuation in the World of Mortals and Ever-Changing World

This winter seems to be particularly long. It is already February, but the cold breath in the air has not weakened at all. Even the winter plums that should have withered in the past still stand proudly on the branches, reminding everyone that winter is not over yet. The cold wind was chilly, but the chill that permeated the entire imperial city was more penetrating than the cold winter wind. It cast an inexplicable chill in everyone's heart through the thin clothes. There were only a few pedestrians on the street, and it was desolate. The people seemed to sense the coldness that was different from the past. They closed their doors early and enjoyed the moment of peace brought by the warm fire. I am afraid something is going to happen to the imperial city... …