However, the carriage was walking on the street, and the snow and dust of the palace slightly tugged at the corner of Zha Dan Xuan's clothes, as if to say something.

Danxuan shook his head at him without a trace, indicating that he would not speak. He seemed to inadvertently open the curtain of the carriage and look out. In front of the shop across the street, the red lanterns were shining brightly. There seemed to be still many pedestrians on the street. Many pedestrians were shouting and selling.

Looking back, Danxuan's lip was slightly raised, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Half a while later, the carriage...