C304 Letter from Su Ziye

The old and withered trees of the cold mountains came in the late autumn rain.

On this day, Liu Dao Xiang was in the kitchen cooking something called "powdered fruit".

Lady Chen and Zhang Guihua were sitting on the stairs embroidering flowers, while also teasing Liu Dao Xiang's two younger brothers.

"Auntie Xue, chop this cold potato into pieces