Qu Yunchang made an inviting gesture, "This way, sister-in-law."
Ye Qingci said thanks, smiled at Jian Shichu, and followed Qu Yunchang to the back mountain.
Qu Yunchang, for reasons unknown, was not very enthusiastic about Ye Qingci. After leading her to the edge of the Cold Spring, she started talking with the other daughters of nobility and didn't pay any more attention to Ye Qingci.
Ye Qingci, who wasn't the sociable type to begin with, was pleased to be left alone. She stood by the Cold Spring, curiously watching the mist that shrouded it.
It was truly bizarre.
Despite being a cold spring, there was this layer of mist hovering above the water. The mist swirled like clouds, enveloping the spring and creating an otherworldly, dream-like atmosphere, attracting onlookers.
Having never seen such a spectacle, Ye Qingci was deeply fascinated. She stood by the spring's edge, reaching out to grasp the mist floating above the Cold Spring.
