t Qingran indeed cared and watched the two people. Feeling that Rong Jing had something hidden in his words while Cloud Qianyue was too agitated by this statement, he asked with a gaze on her furious...dark brocade robe and cloud-patterned silk surrounded her; even though it was bitterly cold under the ice-covered mountain peaks, she felt warmth seeping into her."Are you cold" Rong Jing asked softly...