The Cross-Dressing Legend Is Excessively Beautiful - Chapter 5

Chapter 5

White snow, grey walls, and red walls—together they composed a peerlessly exquisite landscape painting.

The wind had not ceased, but the snow was about to stop. Crunch, crunch. Shoe soles crushed the snow particles, sending them splattering.

A smile appeared in Song Xizhi’s eyes as he said, “She is here.”

Yet, this courtyard was so desolate that only the wind came to visit.

Though Qiu Tong could not be considered to have superior martial arts, her five senses had exceeded those of ordinary people since childhood. Just now, she hadn’t heard the slightest movement. Could it be that Song Xizhi was truly capable of hearing in all directions and seeing from every vantage point?

Qiu Tong remained skeptical. She stood still, pricking up her ears and concentrating on the sounds outside. There was only the rustle of snowflakes falling, mingled with the violent, howling wind.

No guest. Qiu Tong’s expression relaxed.

However, a moment later, a change occurred in the snow and the wind.

Crunch, crunch!

The snow crust broke!

A guest had arrived. Both Song Xizhi and Qiu Tong looked toward the entrance.

They saw a corner of the curtain being lifted by long, well-proportioned fingers. A woman in cyan robes, her head slightly lowered, closed her umbrella and walked in slowly.

When she lifted her head to reveal her true face, it felt as if the very air had turned fresh and crisp.

She was like a secluded orchid swaying gently, like a willow branch fluttering in the breeze, like clear water flowing softly.

Gentle, elegant, and possessed of the poise expected of a lady from a great household.

This exquisite woman placed her umbrella by the door and walked over gracefully, saying, “Sister.”

With that form of address, the woman’s identity was self-evident. She was none other than the Second Young Lady of the Prime Minister’s Manor, Song Xialan, whom Qiu Tong had glimpsed once before.

After Qiu Tong left, Song Xizhi let out a cough. Looking at the woman before him, his gaze softened like water, and he said in a warm tone, “With the snow falling so heavily, why didn’t you wear more layers, Sister?”