Snow had started falling over the royal capital again, just as it had that winter when she was brought to the royal city.
White snow weighed heavily on the plum branches, as if it were the most beautiful, purest thing in the world.
[Lord Ning!]
Her maid hurried over to her.
[Lord Ning, why have you come here again? Lord Shijian told you, didn't he? You mustn't wander off before the Great Nuo Ceremony is over...]
[I'm sorry.]
Ning cut off the maid's rambling before it could turn into a long lecture, but her voice was as placid as water and held not the slightest hint of apology.
[Then let's go back, Lord Ning.]
The maid frowned and swallowed her irritation, then took the girl's hand without waiting for an answer and led her back to the house.
The sky was still the same shade of grayish blue. Even after the Great Nuo Ceremony, it had barely changed.
Ning liked the sky, loved its pure blue, untouched by any impurity, not the murky, filthy color it was now.
And so Ning thought again of the eyes she had glimpsed that snowy winter, like the sky... no, bluer and purer than the sky she loved. To her, they were the most beautiful color in the world.
For now, let's set the story three hundred years before the original... The heroine is definitely human = =
Thinking back to when the generation's heartthrob hadn't yet evolved into a goofball, let me have a go at this wildly dominant, cool, and handsome Five-Yuan heartthrob~
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It's so well written, wow wow wow, this is the most real God and man.
Ah, so sad. But there is nothing that can be done. Human life is so short. As long as gods are not forgotten, they can live for a long time. Ning will grow old and die, but Yato will still live young. Sigh~↪But thank you for updating it. It gave me a complete story between gods and humans, and even mentioned my name. I'm so excited~╭(╯ε╰)╮
When Yato came out, Ning's style of painting was wrong!