A chill swept over Shang Ruyi, and she slowly opened her eyes.
She was still trapped in a somewhat groggy dream, lying quietly for a while before looking up at the window. It was still dark night outside, but she could already hear the sounds of servants moving around. She got up, put on clothes, and walked over to push open the window. Immediately, a gust of wind mixed with icy rain and snow blew against her face.
It's raining.
It rarely rains during winter in Luoyang, but when it does, the rain mixed with snowflakes is even colder than just snow. Moreover, the damp cold seeps into the bones like invisible needles. No wonder even in her dream, she felt the bone-chilling cold.
Shang Ruyi shivered silently, reaching to adjust her clothes around her body.
Immediately, Tushere, passing by, saw her and hurriedly came in, saying, "Miss, why are you opening the window without dressing properly? It's snowing outside. What if you catch a cold?"
