In Chapter 130, the carriage ran all night, but the sound of snow was not sleepy. Snow sound lifts the curtain of the car, and what comes into view is a white snow world wrapped in silver. There is thick snow on both sides of the road, and the snow is still flying, flying, dashing, flying to the earth. The flying snow in the sky, overnight, put on the most holy clothes for the earth.

the air was a little cold. Xueyin closed his mouth and took a long breath. He held the wooden box that her father gave her and carefully went to the carriage with a long skirt....