(The series is in progress, the outline is not available, and will be updated from time to time.)
There wasn't much snow that year
You said, on February 2nd, ask the servants to buy me new clothes. I just nodded and remained silent.
You said again, that day is when the dragon raises its head, it will rain, and the weather will be colder, so you should put on more clothes to keep warm.
I just looked at your smiling face and silently sighed in my heart: I am looking forward to the rain, but unfortunately, it won't rain this year, and he won't come back.
From that year, that day, that moment, he gave up his ability to make clouds and rain, and for that person, he dissipated in the heaven and earth. Just like that, on the humid February 2nd, there was no spring rain. Just like that, another year passed.
Concept: Machiavellian fantasy, with the female protagonist as the main perspective