Gu Nian and Sang Yu were just worried if something had happened, otherwise... how could these two people be startled together...
...
Moscow's private castle:
An Ge stood by the window, looking at the flourishing snow outside and curling her lips.
The snow scene outside is really beautiful...
Clearly, she's lived here for more than twenty years, but it seems as if she only started seeing snow in the past two years, still in a very novel state.
"Madam... the gentleman is back."
Accompanied by a woman's fluent Russian sounding behind her, An Ge turned around, the corners of her mouth lightly curved.
"Okay, I'll go downstairs immediately."
"Alright."
...
An Ge walked down the stairs; just out of the bedroom, a servant had already stepped forward and draped a shawl over An Ge's shoulders.
"The gentleman instructed not to let Madam catch cold."
"Mm."
An Ge responded softly, stepping on the soft Persian carpet, feeling very comfortable.
