The snow in the Capital City was falling heavily, and the snow accumulation was thick.
After the snow stopped, the Gu Mansion only cleared the roads and some snow on the trees and plants.
Everywhere else was left untouched.
In the dead of night, the dim yellow light reflected on the accumulated snow, making the soft snow sparkle with tiny scattered dots of light.
The entire Gu Mansion was wrapped in lamplight and white snow, tranquil yet profoundly silent.
In the master bedroom of the East Courtyard, the light from outside passed through the cracks of the curtains, falling right on the bed.
Qiao Yuxian lay quietly on her side on the bed, sleeping soundly. The room was utterly silent, with only the faint ticking of the clock on the wall.
The second hand moved gently, ticking away.
Suddenly, Qiao Yuxian shuddered violently on the bed. Her hand lying beside the pillow clenched instantly, and slowly, her brow furrowed.
