Time flew, and half a year had passed in the blink of an eye.
Winter in the southwest was always hazy, with a faint mist of moisture in the air. In this city shrouded in mountain fog, the slight chill felt like a layer of fragrant cloud silk hanging over the sky, threaded with golden filaments breaking through the clouds, the branches shivering.
Unlike the north, the winter here lacked the biting, bone-piercing wind, making it more comfortable for Chang Xuyu. She loved the gentle tranquility of the southwest.
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