The north wind howled, and snowflakes drifted down as the royal capital of the Northern Yuan Empire stood like a fortress carved from ice and snow across the vast, boundless land.
In this snow-clad season, the Emperor of Northern Yuan, Xiao Qinian, sat solemnly in the warm chamber of the royal palace, his brows tightly furrowed as he gazed out the window at the swirling snow, his heart weighed down with heavy anxieties.
Natural disasters struck frequently, and this sudden, severe snowstorm in particular made the lives of the Northern Yuan people doubly miserable.
Chapter 758