The first time He Yue survived the snowy wasteland, she gained a new family and friends;
The second time she survived it, she finally got to stand by her senior brother’s side, just as she had always wished;
The third time she survived it, she could never again find the person she loved most in this life.
Atop the snowy mountain, the silver shark died, and the black dragon fell into an eternal slumber.
“Senior Brother, I want to see you dressed in a phoenix crown and bridal robes.”
“All right.”
The phoenix’s golden feathers shone once more, while the goshawk’s brown feathers turned to ash.
The newly appointed master of Luoyu was drunk in the Cleansing Spirit Pool, where snow and moonlight mingled, mumbling incoherently in her sleep.
“Senior Brother, Yue’er misses you so much… Why was it me…”
The story is finished. I’ll write extras whenever I feel like it.
