Chapter 211: Awakening from a Dream Today

Zong Yue and Hua Cuo came to a stop.

Amman, Liu Sang, as well as the other soldiers also stopped.

All their eyes were directed towards that one hand.

It was a supremely beautiful hand, slightly thin, yet it brought out the elegance of its bones, the fingers seemed as if they were carved from flawless white jade, devoid of any worldly taint, frozen amidst the vastness of the universe.

Yes, frozen.

Everything around seemed to freeze as well, with only the boundless snowflakes falling gently, bathing in the melancholy moonlight, scattering over the land.

In an instant, even breathing became subdued, in an instant, even heartbeats felt suppressed, in an instant, the killing intent transmuted into a spring breeze-like charm.

The wrist of the hand slightly turned, effortlessly resting on the side of the carriage.

The person inside the carriage sighed softly, long and leisurely, utterly composed, "What a long dream it was, and upon awakening, entered into winter."