I Kept a Prince Alive with a Run-Down Shop

Midnight. The Return-to-Dust Studio had long since turned off its lights. The old wooden curtains on the first floor were

On the eighth day, the door still had not opened. Su Mu Chen sat behind the counter, with the letter

At Guichen Medical Hall, Su Muchen was staring blankly at the computer. Several documents were open on the screen: the

After Xiao Yuan left, Guichen Studio became unusually quiet. It was not the kind of quiet where there were no

A layer of extremely faint gray-white had begun to spread across the horizon of Qingshi Village. At some point, the

Dacheng, Qingshi Village. By the time Xiao Yuan returned to camp, it was already well past midnight. The wind and

Inside Returning Dust Hall. Su Muchen gathered the documents scattered across the table, putting them into the file folder one

When Xiao Yuan returned to Dasheng, the wind and snow had still not stopped. The door closed behind him, the

Xiao Yuan finally sat down. Not because his injuries were particularly serious, but because Su Muchen’s expression was simply too

Black Pine Ridge did not immediately descend into chaos. At least, not on the surface. After the first whistle came

The Hall of Returning Dust remained quiet for a long time. The sound of rain continued to fall outside, fine

The whistle of a horse was very short. It sounded only once before being swallowed by the wind in the

Black Pine Ridge lay northwest of the northern outpost. The mountain was not particularly high, but it was extremely deep.

The night in Qingshi Village never truly settled into peace. In several empty houses in the eastern part of the

The snow over Qingshi Village stopped for a short while after daybreak. It had only stopped. That did not mean

The door opened very unsteadily. When white light seeped through the crack, it did not form an unbroken sheet as

The night outside Qingshi Village was colder than Hanchuan. The cold of Hanchuan was the cold of a city. There

When the personal guards approached the place where the smoke was rising in the forest, the wind and snow happened

After leaving Hanchuan, the road north proved even harder to travel than everyone had anticipated. There were still signs of

On the seventh day in Hanchuan, the sound of carriage wheels could once again be heard in front of the