C246 Snowstorm Arrows (1)

It was night. The moon was like a shower as it sprinkled a clear splendor over the land.

While the north was still cold and gloomy, the Great Qin Capital on the other side was as warm as spring. The tender shoots on the willow branches had already sprouted a few lush green leaves.

Chunyu Feng lazily and comfortably lay on his bed, wrapped in a leather cloak. He changed his posture