Bai Yu drawled before moving away from him. A while ago she was so preoccupied with her thoughts that she stood too close to him. She straightened her back to stand stably next to the other person. His beautiful face turned the other way, toward where the banquet was being held.
Bai Yu followed his golden gaze. It was then that she realized she was brought to one of the lookout points used by the royal guards. From here, the grand banquet became a diorama. She could see every guest, but it was impossible to know who they are looking at. The faint sound of music was carried here by the winter breeze. If Ouyang Feilong had told her he was coming here, she would have brought a shawl with her too.
“Can you see your brother in this banquet?” Ouyang Feilong’s voice was calm. It was not cold, nor mocking. Light snow began falling down, making the scenery in front of them even more ethereal.