C734 White Hair Overnight!

The wind stirred, and the snow danced gracefully.

Zhao Wuji knelt straight-backed in the snow, his silver hair fluttering in the breeze, standing out starkly against the wintry backdrop.

Feng Tiange walked over slowly, a complex mix of emotions swirling in her chest.

Who could say Zhao Wuji didn't love Rong Lan?

"Eldest Miss Feng