In the mountain temple nearing noon, sunlight filtered through the mottled tree leaves, adding a touch of warmth to the chilly temple. The north wind carried the fragrance of plum blossoms, and the sight of the ocean, with its layers upon layers of waves, was so beautiful that one could hardly move.
In the plum grove, Palace Attendants had already set up tables, chairs, and screens, along with thin veils around the area for the female family members, which was very considerate. They had even prepared soft cushions specially for the ladies, reportedly upon the personal instruction of the Crown Prince.
Lady Sun, accompanied by the female members of the Yan Family, followed the Palace Attendants and took their seats slowly.
Yan Wanqing had just sat down when a warm cloak, still holding the warmth of another, was draped over her shoulders.
