Early the next morning, after Mu Qianyue and Nalan Jing got up and washed, it wasn't long before Feng Lingyu came to the courtyard with a sweet smile, "Sister Qianyue, Brother Jing, I'll take you to meet my mother and father now. Please follow me."
"Okay." Mu Qianyue nodded.
The Feng family is situated on Xuanming Mountain in Ming State, and from a distance, it looks like palaces existing in a fairyland — sacred, unreachable, magnificent, and grand, dominating the highest heavens!
Xuanming Mountain's altitude is nearly ten thousand meters. To Mu Qianyue's surprise, there was not a trace of snow on the mountain top, nor did she feel any cold. Generally, atop mountains nearly ten thousand meters high, it would be exceptionally cold with year-round thick snow and ice as solid as rocks.
