It was dusk.
The sky was dark, and the wind and snow were still blowing in the sky.
Kunlun Palace.
Inside a guest courtyard.
A big white rat was playing a chasing game with a beam of white light on the snow.
In one corner of the courtyard.
A boy named Iron Zheng, dressed in thick clothes, along with his sister Meng Nan were building a snowman.
From time to time.
The big white rat and the white light would dash to the snowman's side, knocking it over, causing screams of surprise and igniting a snowball fight.
For a while.
There was laughter and joy in the small courtyard.
From the sky, the snowflakes fluttered and fell lightly.
Inside a room in the courtyard.
Lu Wufei, in a blue robe, was sitting by the window of the study looking at the snow.
On the long table in front of him.
There was a small tea set laid out, with faint fire light at the base of the tea set. On it, a small teapot was steaming hot, filling the room with a fragrant smell.
