At the very first hour of dawn, the vast city of Chang'an seemed like an ancient behemoth slumbering in the darkness.,At this moment, a young maid of twelve or thirteen years old ran over and "thud" knelt before Fang Xuanling. Her knees sank instantly into the inch-thick snow.,It wasn't until Fang Jun entered junior high school that he learned there was another historical figure with the same name as him: Fang Jun, whose courtesy name was Yiai.。