Heavenly Tang Brocad

Stars and moon were absent, a cold wind howled, goose-feather snowfall blanketed the streets and alleyways, accumulating on rooftops. A line of carriages carrying flaming torches marched from each neighborhood's just-opened gate, their footsteps muffled by thick snow. They converged on Zhuque Street, forming a grand procession heading towards Chengtian Gate to attend court.,There was a flurry of footsteps in the house. Madam Lu rushed out, flustered and agitated, asking urgently, "Where is he Where is he",The boy remained still, but leaned down to look over.。