In the first month of the year, wind and snow thoroughly enveloped the locks and bells.
By the end of the month, the weather gradually warmed, ice and snow melted, and streams flowed down the mountains, winding their way into the plains on either side of Dan Prefecture.
Feng Yun received a message from Puyang Yi saying that Princess Chang had sent her some fabric from Xinjing, along with preserved delicacies, and expressed a desire to visit her in the camp.
Feng Yun refused.
This is the warfront; coming and going only stirs up gossip.
Feng Yun replied that she would visit her personally on a sunny day.
That night, her sleep was restless; she dreamed of Puyang Yi, covered in blood, extending her hand and crying out loud.
"Lady Empress, grant me a child!"
"Please, Lady Empress, grant me a child!"
Feng Yun woke from the nightmare, cold sweat covering her back.
Puyang Yi's obsession had even invaded her dreams.
