The atmosphere between the two people was silent for a moment.  Just at this moment, the sound of the drums and gongs came closer, and the bustling crowd on Dragon Gate Road slowly started to split into two.  The dragon dance group had arrived.  Under the night sky, the lanterns were magnificent, eight massive golden dragons were under the magnificent …

Just as it was getting chaotic, the sound of the drums suddenly came from fare away.  “Dong dong qiang, dong dong qiang, dong dong qiang…”  Following the sound of beating drums a huge acrobatics group slowly traversed through Dragon Gate street.  This acrobatic group was skilful, some walked on stilts, some threw bowls, human pyramids, some breaking a large stone …

Today was the Lantern Festival holiday.  The sky had just darkened, on the capital’s Dragon Gate Street were strings of lit up lanterns. It was bustling with people, full of joy, extremely lively.  “Look, is that tortoise lantern pretty?” Lu Xiao pointed towards the front, full of interest.  “En, pretty,” Qiu Yutong was preoccupied.  He perfunctorily replied Lu Xiao while …

To the east of the capital, Biyun Mountain.  Last night, there was heavy snowfall in the capital. The originally verdant and green Biyun mountain has become a vast white.  “Your Majesty, I can’t move,” Qiu Yutong really couldn’t move anymore. He sat his butt down on a large piece of stone and breathed out mist into his cupped hands, “The …

“Chan Siru, you, you…” Lu Xiao stared ferociously at Chen Siru, his chest violently undulating, his teeth gnashing loudly.  His gaze seemed like he wanted to devour someone, simply extremely frightening.  Qiu Yutong was truly frightened that in the next moment, his little disciple would have people drag this Lord Chen, who was seeking death, out to be beheaded.  Also, …

Cold… So cold…  That kind of ingrained chilliness that felt like every single drop of blood within your blood vessels had been frozen into dregs. No part of him had the tiniest trace of warmth.  Qiu Yutong was curled up tightly, his whole body couldn’t help trembling.  “What exactly is wrong with him?! Speak! Say something!!” “Clatter!!” Vaguely, it seemed …

So cold… so cold…  It was snowing? Was snow in the mortal world merely like this? As soft as a goose feather, fluttering across the whole sky.   Qiu Yutong’s left hand carried a jade-muslin lantern, in his right was a stick of crystal red tanghulu* as he gazed at the snowing sky in curiosity.  [T/N: Tanghulu is a kind of …

Qiu Yutong landed lightly on the ground, staring in disbelief at the broken pieces of the sword, his entire body was stiff, “…”  It broke? It, it broke just like this?! Previously, when he was in North Snow City, he frequently exchanged blows with San-Shixiong. San-Shixiong’s extremely delicate and slender flexible sword “Green Mist” didn’t break even after he had …

The heavens were extra gloomy today. It was obviously just past noon yet it looked like it was night. “The weather is about to change,” Qiu Yutong mumbled in Huxin Pavilion as he gazed at the dark sky. Huxin pavilion’s curtains fluttered as a cold gust of wind brushed past.  Upon the surface of Bihe lake, there was only a …

This afternoon’s autumn weather was clear and refreshing, the warm and gentle sunlight sprinkled across Jingxin Palace’s rear court.  Qiu Yutong lay lazily on a bamboo chair, sunbathing while absent-mindedly stroking the tortoiseshell in his hand.  In this period of time, the cold poison in his body flared up twice, but they were both mild, he was able to get …