C850 Chapter 850 blood drunk snow

It was only a few days since winter when they slowly entered Yan Jiang's capital city. Yan Jiang's cold wind was sinister, and the capital city, which was overheated by battle, was completely empty. It was likely that it would only become more lively during the new year.

The carriage was filled with a warm stove and glazed lamps. The thick stack of paper was covered with traces of charcoal