Xi Xingxue was five years old when she first met Qi Linghan.

That winter night, it snowed heavily all day in Lin'an City, and the entire palace was enveloped in white. The snow was heavy, and the whole city was covered in silver.

A pool of blood meandered across the snow, a shocking sight.

The blood stretched to a corner of the palace wall, where a disheveled little boy was crouching.

He had delicate features, but his eyes were dark and dull, and there was a wound on his forehead from being hit by a small stone.

Behind him, within the high walls, the sounds of laughter and chatter from the New Year's Eve banquet drifted faintly into the snowy night and reached his ears.

The bustling activity just a wall away contrasted sharply with his loneliness.

He slowly raised one hand to catch the snowflakes; his hand was terribly swollen and covered in bloodstains.

Snowflakes fell on his palm, stinging his wounds with endless pain, yet he remained expressionless, as if sensing his own life through temperature.

Not far away, Xi Xingxue stood curiously under the tree, gazing at the small shadow in the corner of the wall.

Is that a ghost? No, it's not. How could a ghost catch snowflakes?

After eating too much at the New Year's Eve banquet, Xi Xingxue was about to go out to digest her food when she unexpectedly saw a little boy squatting in the corner.

Five-year-old Xi Xingxue was pampered as she grew up. In Lin'an, the practice of monogamy was prevalent, and her father, the emperor, doted on her mother alone. She also had an older brother, the crown prince Xi Tingfeng.

My elder brother studied etiquette, military strategy, and law from a young age in preparation for becoming emperor, while I have no desire to be emperor; I'd be content to be a carefree prince in the future.

Therefore, Xi Xingxue has always been happy and grew up being pampered by her whole family.

However, even little Xi Xingxue has big troubles. After all, he is a prince, and everyone in the palace treats him with utmost respect.

Therefore, he often worries about not being able to find playmates who treat him equally and are not wary of him because of his status.

Thinking of her servile playmates at the New Year's Eve banquet, Xi Xingxue felt a sense of boredom.

I stared at the little shadow hiding in the corner for a long time before finally walking over, since I was bored anyway.

"Hey, whose child are you? Why are you squatting here?"

Five-year-old Xi Xingxue looked like a little snowball, with fair and lovely cheeks and bright, star-like eyes.

When Qi Linghan, who was crouching in the corner, heard the shout, she didn't say anything and even shrank further in.

Until he heard a sound like "Ouch!"

Qi Linghan then looked up.

The little white ball of fluff cried out in alarm upon seeing the blood on the ground, lost its footing, and fell into the snow.

She didn't cry when she fell, but turned her little face to look at the pool of blood on the snow.

"Why is there blood on the ground? Who's injured?"

Qi Linghan stared at him intently, but remained silent.

Xi Xingxue, however, became somewhat interested. Hey, this person didn't kneel down in fear when she fell down, so he must not be afraid of her!

Finally, I've found a playmate who doesn't have to be subservient to me.

Thinking of this, Xi Xingxue got up on her own and walked straight towards him.

But when Qi Linghan, who was in the corner, saw him coming, she stood up and prepared to leave.

Until his wrist was grabbed.

"Don't go, play with me."

Qi Linghan lowered her eyes and ultimately did not continue walking.

He knows him.

He is Xi Xingxue, the noble and favored young prince of Lin'an Kingdom, the moon in the sky and the star on earth, someone he cannot afford to offend.

To live, one must continue to endure.

However, the usual bullying by the sons of the powerful and wealthy did not happen. Instead, a gentle hand stroked his forehead.

"Oh, you're injured on the head? So the blood on the ground is yours."

Sensing the sudden kindness, Qi Linghan's pupils contracted, and she abruptly looked up.

What comes into view is Xi Xingxue's pair of grape-like, watery eyes, and her tender little face full of baby fat, as if a finger could sink into it if touched.

Qi Linghan stared at him for a long time, then suddenly realized something.

This young prince is a kind person.

He was only six years old. As the son of a disgraced official, his entire family was executed. He survived only because of a pardon token. His friend pleaded for his life and he was raised in the cold palace. He suffered all kinds of bullying every day. No one dared to treat him well, and they would only treat him badly. So after surviving for a year, this was the first time he had met someone like Xi Xingxue.

"Greetings, Your Highness."

Qi Linghan finally spoke.

His voice was slightly hoarse.

Perhaps because he was still quite young, he could clearly sense all the good and evil in the world, which is why he was willing to talk to Xi Xingxue.

Xi Xingxue pulled him away, saying, "Don't bother paying your respects. The Empress Dowager said that we can't bleed today, which is the New Year. I'll go find you some bandages."

Qi Linghan was being led by the hand, and the warmth of the touch made him feel dazed. His fingers trembled slightly, yet he also felt an inexplicable sense of longing.

He craved the warmth of Xi Xingxue's palm.

On the soft, white snow, Xi Xingxue led Qi Linghan across, leaving behind two long footprints.

They walked through the long corridor and past the red lanterns.

Time turns and years pass.

That departure marked ten years from now.

That year, Xi Xingxue was fifteen years old, and Qi Linghan was sixteen.

The Qi Linghan who was bullied by the sons of the powerful and wealthy no longer exists.

Instead, there was a spirited young general named Qi Linghan who had distinguished himself on the battlefield, cleared his name, and guarded Lin'an without complaint or regret.

But actually, he had another purpose.

Before deciding to go to the battlefield, he realized that he liked Xi Xingxue.

I love this childhood sweetheart I first met in the snow, who later led me through the long river of time and grew up with me.

Therefore, he decided to make great contributions in order to have the opportunity to be with Xi Xingxue.

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