Snow is not cold, but when it melts, it is.
The day after coming out of the palace, the weather was exceptionally good, with sunshine all around. As a result, the snow from yesterday started to melt, and the temperature suddenly dropped quite a bit.
Early in the morning, after seeing off her man, Yang Ruxin started making pastries and brewing fruit tea.
Since returning yesterday, Nian Qianqian locked herself in the room, skipped dinner, skipped breakfast, and ignored everyone's calls.
Zhang Changyang, however, understood her temperament and told everyone not to worry, saying she would come around on her own.
"An old monster at her age, yet still so pretentious," Dao Xuzi sneered.
Apparently, Nian Qianqian was truly upset, so even after hearing Dao Xuzi's words, she didn't come out to argue with him.
Thankfully, as soon as Yang Ruxin's first batch of cookies came out of the oven, Nian Qianqian came out on her own, took the plate of cookies, and said, "I love this."
