The hour of the Rat, the third watch of the night.
That is to say, one o'clock at midnight.
The door of the main courtyard suddenly opened a crack.
A slightly dirty little white wolf slipped out from the room, circled around the courtyard, and then returned to the room again.
It slightly raised its head, just about to howl.
A sneaky, petite silhouette inside the room gestured a shush to the little white wolf.
Whispered, "Is there anyone?"
The little white wolf seemed to understand and let out a quiet whimpering sound.
"No one?"
"Awoo!"
Only then did Yun Chunnuan open the door and peek her head out.
She carried a small bundle on her back, which had a set of cotton clothes to prevent herself from freezing to death in the streets.
A few pieces of broken silver to keep her from starving.
And a pig's hoof wrapped in oiled paper…
Well, not because she's greedy, but worried about starving to death.
Additionally, there was a small hand warmer wrapped in velvety cloth.
