Las cosas malas suceden a menudo

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Volume Two: Fate Leads to a Separation from the Palace, a Happy Marriage is Formed, and the Awakening

night.

The room was brightly lit by candlelight.

A warm fire burned in the brazier.

Since losing her martial arts skills, Qingyun has become extremely sensitive to the cold, waking up almost every night from the chill. However, this seemed to have stopped happening the past few nights.

After falling asleep, she didn't feel cold. Instead, she felt a warm current flowing through her body, warming her heart and soothing her entire being. It was as if a few warm feathers had fallen on her face, gently, warmly, and softly, carrying the fragrance of pear blossoms.

As she reached out to touch that warmth and hold onto those tender pear blossoms, the dream ended.

That endless loneliness enveloped her completely, like the darkness around her.

"Yun girl! Yun girl?!" The old man pushed open the door and put down his fishing rod. He looked up and saw Qingyun staring blankly at the brazier.

"Ah, old immortal, you're back." Qingyun came to her senses and saw the old immortal with empty hands. She laughed and said, "How come you didn't catch a single fish today? It seems the fish are afraid of you."

The old man glared at Qingyun with displeasure. "Yun girl, the fun of fishing lies in the process!"

"Yes, yes, yes! As long as you're happy."

The old immortal looked at her strangely. He stared at her for a long time and asked, "Yun girl, are you going to the Li Palace?"

Qingyun was slightly taken aback. After a moment, she said, "Let's talk about it on that day!" She lowered her eyes, clearly trying to avoid the topic.

The old immortal raised a thick eyebrow. "Yun girl, I have never seen such a beautiful person. If the Palace Master of Li Palace saw you, he would probably be completely captivated by you."

Qingyun pursed her lips, didn't answer, and continued to look at the fire in the brazier.

After a long while, she rubbed her hands together and said, "It doesn't seem so cold these past few days."

The old immortal smiled secretly.

The firelight illuminated Qingyun's face, making it flushed and alluring. From afar, she exuded an air of nobility that was both captivating and approachable.

The old immortal sighed inwardly. How many storms could such a woman stir up in the world, how many men would be willing to sacrifice their lives for her!

Qingyun looked at the old man's expression and her lips twitched. "Old man, why are you so sentimental today?"

"Hey! Yun girl! Old people sometimes reminisce about their lost youth! Unlike you, you don't cherish your prime years."

"I'm ignoring you. I'm going back to my room. You can be sentimental by yourself all by yourself!" Qingyun got up and prepared to go back to her room.

Just then, the old immortal called out to her.

"Yun girl, I found a kind of herb today that can help ward off the cold and keep you warm. Try holding one in your mouth." The old man took out a strangely shaped herb from his sleeve and handed it to Qingyun.

Qingyun looked at the old man with a strange expression. She glanced at him and took the grass.

Are you sure I won't have any problems after I eat it?

"Hey! Yun girl, think about who I am! I, the Immortal Elder, guarantee that nothing will happen." The Immortal Elder patted his chest.

Qingyun looked at the grass in her hand again, puzzled, hesitated for a moment, and then ate it.

The moment her tongue touched the blade of grass, Qingyun's eyes glazed over. The old immortal pressed down on her shoulders, his eyes fixed on her pupils. Suddenly, his eyes emitted an unusual white light. Then, he spoke slowly and deliberately, each word distinct: "You are not Fengxue, you are Qingyun. From birth, your name has been Qingyun. You only need to remember one thing—you are Qingyun!"

The white light gradually dissipated, Qingyun's eyes slowly closed, and finally her body fell backward.

At that moment, a white figure darted into the house like lightning and caught Qingyun steadily. The man in white nodded to the old immortal to express his gratitude, "Thank you very much, Senior Immortal."

"No need. I don't want anything to happen to Yun'er either. You can take her to the palace tomorrow! It's about time." The old man shook his head and went into the room.

The man in white wrapped his arms around Qingyun's slender waist, looking at her thin face with pity. He pursed his lips and placed her on the bed.

As he left, he bent down and his lips landed lightly on her smooth forehead, like snowflakes.

"Woman, you will no longer be alone."

Volume Two: Fate Destined to Leave the Palace, Finding a Good Match (Part 1)

Snowflakes were falling heavily from the sky, and the bare branches were covered with large clumps of white snowflakes. From a distance, they looked like blooming white plum blossoms, making one's gaze linger on them.

The entire earth was a pure white.

Suddenly, a touch of black appeared in the pure white. It was a chilling black.

Jun Wuhen was dressed in black, his lips pressed into a tight line, his icy blue eyes bloodshot, looking somewhat haggard, but still retaining his charm.

He strolled along the paths within the palace grounds.

The path was covered in snow, and Jun Wuhen's footprints were deeply imprinted on the snow, just like the heaviness in his heart at this moment.

Fifteen days left!

If he cannot find her after fifteen days, will she really be like what the pear mirror says: "The essence of pear blossoms, in the prime of youth, if she does not appear, her fragrance will fade and she will perish"?

Jun Wuhen's fist clenched suddenly.

No! He absolutely will not allow it!

Suddenly, the sound of light, quick footsteps rang out.