Translator: Aran

  Before Ye Qingyu had even entered White Deer Academy, he had always disliked the winter.

  The noble youths could wear warm soft furs and have snowball fights on the snow covered earth, enjoying the joys of childhood on winter days. But children of the poor, in such a season, faced a test of life and death.

  Ye Qingyu had also once been beset by hunger and cold.

  He had seen with his own eyes that his little friends that he had made during the summe..