C411 He Would Melt the Ice That Had Frozen His Heart

Before long, Ruan Qingge followed Moo Xiang to the front courtyard. The scene was full of joy, with laughter and chatter filling the air. On the tables, a few townsfolk were writing couplets. Nearby, craftsmen were busy making lanterns, while the sound of women arguing came from a room on the side. It was a lively scene, unlike anything she had seen since arriving in the city