Tang Dynasty's First Snow

  "Sister Jinxiu, is this how we're going to part ways?"

  Bai Ping walked halfway but stopped reluctantly.

  An Yan also stopped in her tracks, turned around and looked at him with a clear gaze, "If we don't leave, are we supposed to stay here as guests?"

  "No, I didn't mean that. It's just that the young master of the Ruan family spoke too excessively, and we left like this, it's really...it's really..."

  Bai Ping has always been straightforward and outspoken, and his temperament is also very direct. At this time, he only knew that it was very suffocating to walk like this, but when he said it, he couldn't express himself clearly.

  An Yan looked at him like that, and actually thought it was cute to be so genuine. She smiled lightly and said: "This time we came to Qingcheng just to return the money, not to get entangled with them. We can't control their thoughts, even if we argue about it, it's pointless. For us, they will only be strangers in the future, their opinions are not important at all. Then, why should we care?"

  Hearing this, Bai Ping felt that it was very reasonable, but in his heart, he still had some resentment towards the Ruan family.

  In the following time, Baiping's heart was always thinking about Anyan's words, and only after careful consideration did he realize that they contained a lot of philosophical meaning. For a while, the two people became unusually quiet. An Yan didn't speak either, but instead opened his clear and elegant eyes to quietly observe the streets of Qingcheng.

  This ancient city, under the sunlight, appears prosperous and simple, giving people a feeling of wanting to blend in. She looks at the vendors shouting loudly, looking at the luxurious storefronts. Looking at the ordinary civilians on the street, looking at the brightly dressed rich officials, only feels that the world is prosperous, like the clouds in front of one's eyes, all just flashing by. Searching for the essence, ultimately returning to being born alone, dying alone, and ending up with a handful of yellow earth.

  The world is full of people rushing to and fro, all for the sake of gain. In life, the hardest things to see through are fame and wealth. And now, she is busy running around for these very things. She wants to secure a bright future for the White family, and find a stable place for herself. Once, she thought she had already seen through it all. But after experiencing this sudden change in time and space, her fear, anxiety, and silence about hiding from the White family made her realize that she wasn't as carefree as she thought. In the end, she is still selfish, busy with securing her own stability and comfort, no different from them. Yet, in her heart, she yearns for a day when she can be free and unrestrained, roaming the world at will. At that time, will she be able to let her spirit roam freely?

  A faint, slightly melancholic smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth, and it was unclear why - whether it was due to a sudden enlightenment or a reaction to this era with too many rules and constraints.

  After leaving Ruan's mansion, An Yan and Bai Ping found an inn to rest. After entrusting each other with a few words, they went out.

  She wanted to go and see Tang Shan, the father of this body. The loving father who had once doted on Tang Jin Xiu, the figure that always appeared in her dreams. That person was an untouchable wound for the original Tang Jin Xiu. Everyone thought Tang Jin Xiu came to Qing Cheng to find Ruan Yu Qing, but did she not also have a shadow of Tang Shan in her heart?

  After An Yan accepted Tang Jinxiu's memories, she unexpectedly found that the memories were filled with the happiest moments of Tangshan and Bai's family of three. So beautiful, so happy, so unforgettable. Those memories reminded her of her modern parents, and suddenly a surge of emotion arose in her heart, wanting to take a look at the father of this era and this body.

  The sedan chair followed the path of memories and arrived at the entrance of the Tang Mansion. The large gate of the Tang Mansion was decorated with lanterns and streamers, looking festive and joyful, clearly preparing for a wedding celebration.

  What's the happy event? After driving away Tang Jinxiu and her mother, what happy event is Tangshan going to hold?

  In An Yan's eyes, there was an extraordinary calmness that transcended the ordinary. She gazed coldly at the hustle and bustle in front of her.

  The gate slowly opened at this time, and a line of people walked out from inside. The first one was the figure in memory.

  Tangshan and the current mistress of the Tang Mansion, Cui Shi, walked out together, with a young woman by her side. The woman was about the same age as An Yan, dressed in pure white satin, slender and elegant. Her eyes sparkled like rippling waves, exuding an ethereal quality that seemed to transcend the mundane world. Truly, she had a face as lovely as a peach blossom and a figure as delicate and transparent as snow.

  When An Yan saw Tang Chu Xue, the woman who had taken away Tang Jin Xiu's father and lover, he couldn't help but let out a low sigh. He had to admit that Tang Chu Xue was top-notch in both appearance and temperament. In comparison, the original Tang Jin Xiu was always so spoiled and willful in front of Tang Chu Xue.

  An Yan looked up at Tang Chu Xue's face with a warm and gentle smile, but felt a surge of anger and grievance from the bottom of his heart.

  On the other side, Tang Chu Xue and her group were completely unaware of these, they were currently walking and laughing while chatting about things.

  "Xue Er, your father has specially taken time off today to accompany you to Ruyi Square to pick out some accessories."

  Cui's slender eyebrows, a pair of eyes that would automatically bring some charm with every movement. Her figure was full and plump, exuding a mature elegance, as well as the satisfaction and glory of being proud. At this moment, she looked at her daughter beside her, who had grown up like a fairy from the Moon Palace, and couldn't help but reveal pride in her words.

  Tang Chu Xue heard this, but her clear eyes seemed to be thinking deeply, and she didn't seem to care about Cui's words. Cui didn't notice this, and with a proud expression, he got on the carriage. The three of them got on the carriage and headed towards Ruyi Fang.

  She slowly walked out, standing in front of the Tang Mansion, looking at the familiar scenery in her memory, looking at the almost dazzling red color, the anger that surged up in her heart couldn't disturb the calmness in her eyes. She smiled lightly and turned around to walk aimlessly forward.

  It wasn't until a familiar carriage appeared before her that she suddenly realized she had actually followed in the footsteps of Tang Shan and arrived at the entrance of Ruyi Fang.

  She glanced sideways, just in time to see Tang Shan's face with a smile, Cui Shi's eyes were filled with tenderness as she helped Tang Chu Xue choose accessories. The scene was warm and harmonious, that kind of tenderness flowed before her eyes.

  Her eyes were calm at this moment, quietly watching the scene as if the people inside had nothing to do with her. She turned around and left without taking a single cloud away, just like when she arrived, leaving quietly.

  Tangshan, who was looking at the jewelry, suddenly had a feeling and turned his head to look over here, but saw unfamiliar pedestrians coming and going on the street. Suddenly, he felt a sense of loss and melancholy, thinking that he was just too tense.

  On the other hand, Tang Chu Xue was lost in thought, quietly sizing up Tang Shan and the streets outside, with a hint of pleasure in her eyes. Her gaze fell back onto the jade bangle she held in her hand, feeling that its warm green color was so beautiful, like the glaze on porcelain, it had seeped into her pupils, reflecting an otherworldly glow. It was cold and clear, yet there was a twisted sense of satisfaction.

  When An Yan returned to the inn, he unexpectedly saw two people in his room.