The next day, very early, Su Luo woke up.
It was very bright outside, and she thought she had overslept. Turning her head, she saw Qing Yi and Lei Yun still sleeping soundly, huddled together on the soft couch.
She got up quietly and opened the window to take a look.
Ha...
It had snowed.
It must have started in the middle of the night, and now everything was blanketed in white.
It was actually still very early, but the snow was so bright that Su Luo thought she had slept in.
The entire inn was peaceful and silent.
The guards, who had been traveling for over a dozen hours, were now deep in slumber.
Su Luo put on her shoes and fox fur, and quietly pulled open the door of the room, careful not to wake Qing Yi and Lei Yun.
But just as she stepped out, a shadow dropped from above.
Xiaohei, rubbing his sleepy eyes and yawning, said, "Your Highness, you're up so early. Won't you sleep a bit longer?"
