Sick and delicate Jing Yun Yang Gong × Loyal dog and half demon Xi Jiang Yueshou
Jing Yun Sheep has always left me only the back.
The last time I saw her, she still looked lazy and showed no signs of sadness.
Sitting alone under the eaves, boiling snow and warming wine.
Her long hair was scattered on the floor, curled and intertwined like vines. She no longer bothered to cover up the hideous scars. Half of her clothes fell down to her elbows. The lower half of her body was exposed to the cold wind, and there was no way to comfort the traces left by the fire. It snaked like a snake from the back of her right hand to her entire arm, with the snake's head on the side of her neck.
Su Xue picked up the outer cloak on the ground and put it on her, and gently persuaded her. She hummed a few times, but had no intention of changing it.
I clearly realized that this is the nature of Jing Yunyang. Without that girl in black with a scimitar, she would no longer care about her life.
With her behavior today, she might not be able to fully recover from her illness until next summer solstice based on her health.
Will this be the case for the remaining nine years?
Conception::)