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In the eastern part of the Zhan Country, it rarely snows. This year is an exception, compounded by the outbreak of war. Natural and human disasters have made life difficult for the people.
Princess Xinyang was traveling incognito. She sat in an unremarkable-looking carriage, occasionally opening the window to observe the scenes along the way.
The closer they got to the border pass, the more desolate the streets became. The shop doors were tightly shut, and beggars were everywhere on the streets and alleys. Some had even frozen to death.
"Princess, stop looking," Yujin advised.
Princess Xinyang sighed, "Is war really like this?"
She was a noble princess of the royal family, who grew up in the peace and prosperity of the Capital City. Her fief was in the most prosperous and stable part of the Zhan Country, and she had never personally experienced the cruelty of war.
