The sky slowly darkened. Dusk in winter was particularly short. The sun set quickly, and the wind was getting colder and colder. Water droplets froze into ice.
Back at Ji Manor, Ji Yuxian sat in the dining room. He leaned back into the chair, tiredly rubbing his forehead.
Next to him, Jin Mi and another servant girl were busily ladling soup, arranging dishes, and otherwise methodically bustling around.
"Eldest Young Master, please enjoy!" With two hands, Jin Mi held out carved silver chopsticks to Ji Yuxian.
Ji Yuxian slowly opened his eyes. His gaze swept across the array of fine foods, but he did not have the slightest appetite.
