Outside the window the north wind howled, the broken window was blown so hard it snapped and rattled, sounding unusually distinct in the night.
With a low growl from the man, the woman who had always been shrouded in a black cloak slowly raised her head, lifted back her hood, and revealed that pampered, noble and dignified face.
Was she not precisely the current Empress Song, Ruiqing!
Empress Song looked at the man before her, whose face was filled with anger. She stepped forward, reached out to touch his face, and said softly, "Brother Xing, what is wrong with you? You know Huaner is not that kind of person!"
