On a cold winter night, the darkness was like ink, and all was silent.
Yet, inside the White Frost Stone House, it was as warm as spring, keeping out the chilly air.
It was a room with a pink base, decorated to be cute and cozy.
Yue'er heard Yiru's sleeping breaths beside her. She opened her eyes, gently lifted the quilt, and tiptoed out of bed. Slipping on a bright red robe, she took small steps outside.
After Yue'er closed the door and left, Lin Yiru suddenly opened her eyes. She turned her head to look out the window, gazing affectionately into the night.
"Hehe, I can finally embroider again! The peace charm for Daddy and Mommy is almost finished. I'll make one for Uncle soon."
A smile broke out on Yue'er's tender little face, her whole being radiating joy.
In the light of a large red lantern, she tiptoed past Lin Daoyan's room and headed towards the small pond in the courtyard.
