C447 Fairy Seventh Princess

Xikang, thirty-six years. Twenty-eighth of March.

At the end of March, the weather had already started to turn warm. Unexpectedly, on this day, the sky was filled with swirling snow from the beginning of the ninth hour to the end of the third month of the Xikang.

Chu Qianmo woke up just after five o'clock. Seeing that Leng Qianqiu was still sleeping soundly