Bo Qiujia?
People had been talking loudly in the hall while music was being played. Maids wearing beautiful dresses that made them look like butterflies were walking around and serving all kinds of great wines and delicate dishes.
A few senior earls and marquis brought some performers to make some sideshows for the purpose of entertainment, earning applauses of many others. The great hall became noisier and noisier, such that except Ji Hao, no other people noticed Bo Qiujia’s move.
Ji Hao raised his head, looking at Bo Qiujia closely from head to toe.
Bo Qiujia was tall and sturdy, wearing a white robe, his long hair hung loosely on his back, wearing a pair of straw shoes. On the outside, a gale was blowing along with heavy snow, and the ground was covered up by a thick layer of accumulated snow. However, Bo Qiujia’s pair of feet and shoes were both perfectly clean, without even a single stain on them.