The cool, clear moonlight spilled through the window, coating the world in a layer of silver frost.
The winter moon was always exceptionally bright, illuminating even the village's small paths with perfect clarity.
The entire village was steeped in silence, save for the ceaseless sounds coming from within the house.
「The next day.」
A rooster crowed, and sounds of activity began to stir from every household.
Gu Jiaojiao, who lived at the foot of the mountain, stirred awake for a moment.
It was quite peaceful where they lived. There were no roosters, but there were birds in the mountains, and their calls would ring out in the morning.
But Gu Jiaojiao was too tired. She woke up groggily for a moment before drifting back to sleep.
Leng Yuan saw the light outside the window, planted a kiss on Gu Jiaojiao's forehead, and got up.
The courtyard was quiet when he went out. Leng Yuan filled the water vat, then prepared to go to the nearby mountain to gather some firewood.
