In Yun Village, Chunyu Yan was reclining against the newly built kang, with a table laden with fine wines and delicacies in front of him, yet he had very little appetite.
This was the ninth New Year he had spent away from home.
Everyone said the Crown Prince of Yunchuan was the wealthiest in the land, possessing houses wherever he went, but he who owned countless houses now had no home to return to.
The holiday season is when nostalgia for hometowns, family, and bygone times hits the hardest, yet he had nowhere to direct such thoughts.
Alone and friendless.
Chunyu Yan tilted back his head and drained the cup of wine, just as the curtain was drawn aside.
Xiang Zhong entered, his face plastered with a smile that hadn't even faded before he was hit with a glowering stare, immediately stiffening his demeanor as he respectfully made his report.
"Reporting to the Princely Heir, a messenger from Changmen Village has come with an invitation."