Zhenyue Square was already packed with people, and the east-west and north-south avenues were the same.
Light snow was falling from the sky, and the young ladies on the ground held snow umbrellas. The surfaces of the umbrellas were mostly printed with various patterns, predominantly flowers: plum, peach, bauhinia, white lotus...
From a bird's eye view, it was a picture of a snowy night flower scene.
Fu Manman usually didn't pay much attention to her appearance as long as she was tidy. But tonight, she dressed up a bit, wearing a pale green snow dress with indigo snow boots and a Fox Fur Snow Cloak on the outside. She styled her hair into a lily bun, holding a red umbrella that Fan Wubing had given her at the Peach Blossom Spring.
One hand held the umbrella, and the other hand held Xianchan. She walked gracefully, her slender neck illuminated by the glow of the Luminous Stone. She was the finest girl in this crowd.
