「The next morning.」
It had snowed last night.
But the first snow of the year rarely accumulated much on the ground.
The flakes melted just seconds after landing.
After falling on and off all night, only a thin layer of white covered the ground by morning.
The temperature, however, had dropped quite a bit.
Su Changliang stood in the courtyard, hands shoved in his pockets. He was on his tiptoes, peering at the East Wing across from him.
Su Changliang had slept in the West Wing last night.
It was cluttered with stuff, but since Su Changliang was only staying for one night, he had just cleared enough space for a bed.
Once he reported for duty at the Government Office, Su Changliang would be living in the communal barracks with the other Officials.
He planned to move all his things out when he came back tonight.
A moment later, the door to the East Wing opened.
Su Liyan emerged.
