March is the season when peach blossoms bloom.
However, a heavy snowfall blanketed the capital, the weather was cold, and the peach blossoms in the courtyard had yet to reveal even a hint of red.
Song Zhuozhi had already recovered well and followed Ji Jin Yu to handle affairs at the General Mansion and Marquis Mansion, occasionally going out for leisure, attending garden parties hosted by noble ladies.
Lu Jiu stood guard on the last night at the Marquis Mansion, standing in the courtyard.
He stood rigidly, cold invading his body from all around, the severe injuries he had not healed from making it difficult to stand, every inch of skin felt as though it could be torn away like frozen paper.
The peach blossoms still had not opened. He stared all night, his eyes a bit sore, when finally, Lu Shi arrived.
"You can leave now. Are you returning to the General Mansion?"
Lu Jiu reached out to catch a snowflake, saying, "Perhaps."
