Ten days before New Year's Eve, snow began to fall from the sky.
Getting up in the early morning, the snow, like clusters of goose feathers, covered the trees and houses, weaving a white net; from a short distance away, nothing could be seen.
This year's snow in the Capital City came the latest in many years.
In previous years, the wind would howl and snow would dance as early as November or early December.
Ye Zhi usually stayed in bed, and getting up early in the freezing morning was rare.
When Ah Tao entered her room with a copper basin of hot water, her mistress had already finished washing, applying flower patterns to her face with yellow makeup, and smoothing ointment on her cheeks. She was greatly shocked: What was wrong with the young lady?
The door inside the room was opened, and the wind and snow, mixed with cold air, blew in, only to be shut quickly.
