Yun Chu dyed her head very low, walking the whole way without attracting anyone's suspicion. As she was about to get out, a voice from behind stopped her.,Yun Chu smiled and turned, trying to make her voice rougher. "Miss, what is it",Suddenly, a cold wind blew, and Yun Chuyin, who was already damp from the morning mist, shivered. This early spring night wind carried a chill, and she stood up abruptly and walked toward the thatched hut.。