Yan Qingqiu patted the seat next to him. "Sit down."

Yan Qingxiu sat down.

Yan Qingqiu stretched out her wrist and asked, "Let's see if I'm pregnant."

When Yan Qingxiu heard this, his heart skipped a beat.

Master is really calm.

Yan Qingxiu felt Yan Qingqiu's pulse for a moment and found it was indeed a pregnancy pulse. After confirming that Yan Qingqiu was pregnant, Yan Qingxiu didn't know whether to congratulate his master or worry about him.

"Congratulations, Master, you're pregnant." After saying that, seeing that Master hadn't replied, Yan Qingxiu couldn't figure out what Yan Qingqiu was thinking. He hesitated and asked, "Master, this child...are you planning to keep it?"

Yan Qingqiu asked sadly, "Do you think he can come back?"

Yan Qingxiu didn't dare to answer, for fear of giving the wrong answer.

Yan Qingqiu touched her bulging belly and said, "Give birth." Since the child was here, she was chosen to be the mother. She herself could not feel the joy, but she would try her best to let her child grow up healthily.

She would try to raise the child well, just like Han Zhan and Song Ci did.

Yan Qingqiu was pregnant for eighteen months before she gave birth to a daughter. Her daughter's pupils were gray-blue, exactly the same as her grandfather Han Zhan!

Yan Qingqiu stared at his daughter's gray-blue eyes and suddenly felt empty in his heart.

She wanted to see her father and tell him that she had given birth to a beautiful little girl with the same beautiful gray-blue eyes as her father.

Yan Qingqiu felt confused again. She clearly had no human heart, so why would she feel longing for someone?

The child grew up day by day. In the winter of her seventh year, the Ice Continent experienced an unprecedented heavy snowfall. The Ice Continent became extremely cold. The residents living below the mountain all wrapped themselves in thick fur coats to ward off the cold.

With the arrival of cold weather, ice sculpture competitions have also begun.

This year's ice sculpture competition attracted as many as 20,000 participants.

The competition was in full swing, and as the finals were approaching, the child took Yan Qingxiu's hand, looked up at him and said, "Brother, take me down the mountain to see the ice sculptures, okay?"

Yan Qingxiu stared at the little girl's pigtails swaying as she spoke. He felt a surge of pity and quickly picked her up, saying, "If your mother agrees, I'll take you down the mountain."

The little girl broke free from Yan Qingxiu's arms and ran into the Great Ice Palace to find Yan Qingqiu.

When Yan Qingqiu heard her daughter's request, she thought that it had been several years since she had gone down the mountain to watch the ice sculpture competition, so she decided to take her daughter down the mountain. "Let's go down the mountain together."

The little girl jumped up happily, and skipped down the mountain with Yan Qingqiu to the ice sculpture competition.

The finals were held in a pilgrimage square at the foot of the mountain.

Looking out, the square was filled with exquisite, lifelike sculptures. Twenty contestants advanced to the finals, and in previous years, Yan Qingxiu had chosen the champion on her behalf. The winner would be allowed into the Great Ice Palace to carve an ice sculpture for the Lord of the Ice Domain to admire.

This is a great honor, so all the contestants are trying their best to win the championship.

Yan Qingqiu appeared at the foot of the mountain, masked. Her imposing presence made it impossible to ignore her. Upon recognizing her as the Lord of the Ice Territory, the contestants and the onlookers were thrilled.

"Welcome our king!"

Everyone knelt down on one knee and saluted Yan Qingqiu.

Yan Qingqiu took the little girl to the pilgrimage square. She walked past the twenty ice sculptures, carefully examining each one. When she reached the 16th one, her steps suddenly stopped.

It was a girl sculpted from ice. She wasn't wearing the clothing of the Ice Continent, nor the clothing of any other country on the Aosheng Continent. She was wearing clothing from Earth: a flowing dress and high heels.

High heels are a style of shoe that does not exist in this world, so that piece of work stands out very clearly among a pair of entries.

The little girl pulled Yan Qingqiu's finger and shook it, asking her, "Mother, who is she? She's so beautiful."

She is your mother.

Yan Qingqiu stared at the girl in the ice sculpture and suddenly said, "Contestant No. 16, please stand up."

Hearing this, everyone looked towards the contestant at the same time.

In the extremely cold weather with heavy snow, the male contestant was only wearing a white robe with wide sleeves, a black sword on his back, and a crane-shaped hairpin fixing his long black hair.

The man walked out of the crowd, and everyone realized that he was so handsome and charming that people couldn't take their eyes off him.

The man walked up to Yan Qingqiu and her daughter. His gaze swept across Yan Qingqiu's masked face and then fell on the little girl beside her. His Adam's apple made a swallowing motion, and he was a little emotional.

The man took a step back and bowed respectfully to Yan Qingqiu, "I bow to my king."

Yan Qingqiu stared at the other person's face, which had long been engraved in her mind. She was silent for a long time before she asked in a trembling voice, "The contestant's name."

The man lowered his head slightly and replied, "Qu Jinghong."

Yan Qingqiu's breathing slowed down considerably. She squeezed her daughter's hand tightly and asked, "Where are you from?"

"Black Moon Nation."

"Foreigners, what are you doing in my Ice Continent?"

Qu Jinghong looked at the little girl deeply, then said, "My wife and daughter are here, I dare not not come."

The little girl's gray-blue eyes widened when she heard Qu Jinghong's answer. Qu Jinghong squatted down, looked at the little girl straight in the eye, and asked her, "What's your name?"

The girl said, "My name is Pan Gui." The little girl looked up at her mother, and seeing that her mother's attention was not on her, she boldly asked Qu Jinghong, "Who are you?"

Qu Jinghong was about to answer when he heard Yan Qingqiu say, "He is your father."

The little girl was really shocked. She looked at Qu Jinghong in surprise, not knowing what to say.

Qu Jinghong reached out and touched the pigtails on the little girl's head. He said, "Pan Gui, father is back."

After 1,300 years of separation and thirteen reincarnations, Qu Jinghong finally returned to his wife, Aqiu. In this life, he would accompany her on the top of the snow-capped mountains, staying with her for the rest of her life.