The spring is cold.

It had been a few days since it snowed, and the greenery in the palace was showing some signs of recovery.

Concubine De sat under the verandah, leaning on the red lacquer columns, holding a plum blossom that had just been broken in her hand, lowering her eyes, and looking a little stunned.

I happened to be passing by...

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