郡衙 courtyard's snow curtain was as dense as a woven fabric, but inside the warm room, the fire crackled warmly, like spring.
Xu Changle wore a heavy brocade robe, stepping with a light snow sound, he walked up to the warm room and pushed open the carved wooden door.
In an instant, the cold air from the courtyard found its outlet and rushed into the warm room.
Snowflakes were carried by the cold wind into the warm room, falling to the ground and turning into ice water.
Xu Changle stepped inside, his gaze as sharp as an eagle's, scanning the surroundings.
Soon, his sight landed on Shen Qing's figure.
At this moment, in the vast warm room, there was only Shen Qing. Xu Changle's lips curled into an imperceptible cold smile.
This was good.
Xu Changle closed the door with a backward motion of his hand.
The howling wind at the door abruptly stopped.
With a hint of deliberate intimacy, he said, "Oh, I didn't expect to find you here, Shen Chasi?"
