The snow that fell for twenty-one years after the apocalypse did not melt until twenty years later.
All the old officials of the dynasty remembered what was buried under the snow, but no one mentioned it.
The late emperor's youngest son was living abroad, and Prince Jing took over as regent. The country was peaceful and the people were safe.
He had no choice but to hide his identity as a prince and walk step by step in front of the file with his ordinary appearance. No one knew who he was, only he knew that he had been waiting for every word on that page for twenty years.
He opened the first page of the file, and it was only after that heavy snow that spring finally came.
When the snow melted away, he truly entered the Year of Peace.
