But the God's love tribulation was over long ago, wasn't it?

A bolt of purple lightning lashed down, and amidst the thunder's fury, a woman in scarlet robes fell from the sky into the snow-capped mountains.

Shu Yun's entire body seemed to be bathed in blood, with red continuously seeping into the surrounding white snow from beneath her.

From a distance, it looks like a delicate, crimson flower blooming on a snow-capped mountain.

Blood kept gushing from Shu Yun's body and mouth.

She looked up at the dark sky and said, "It's no use being angry. Xie Fu is no longer a traitor..."

"Ahem," Shu Yun said, a glimmer of life returning to her once lifeless eyes as she spoke of this, "You should treat him better in the future..."

Don't let him experience those bad things anymore. No one is born destined to be stuck in the mud, never to have a good end in life. That's not fair.

Amidst the vast expanse of white, that patch of red stood out starkly.

Xie Fu froze for a moment, then staggered and ran towards that direction like a madman.

How could there be so much blood, constantly gushing from her body and soaking the surrounding snow?

Unfortunately, she was wearing a scarlet dress, which was completely soaked with thick blood, and he couldn't find the wound anywhere.

Ordinary people would have died long ago if they did that. She is not an ordinary person, so will she die?

Xie Fu was unaware; his mind was blank. It was as if she had endless wounds on her body, while he only had two hands.

Xie Fu took a couple of deep breaths, his hands trembling as he quickly bandaged all the wounds he could see. Then he carefully carried Shu Yun on his back, feeling his back being rapidly soaked with warm liquid.

He carried the person down the mountain, shouting for help as he ran.

No one could answer him.

Heavy snow has blocked the mountains, and the local villagers are not likely to venture into the mountains at this time of year. Shu Yun has cut off contact with Tai'a, and Feng Ziyi cannot find her either.

Even if she is found, Feng Ziyi cannot stop her.

Even if she didn't do that, her life wouldn't last long anyway. For immortals with long lifespans, the remaining lifespan is already visible.

She had intended to take the imperial seal and command flag to see him and make a marriage vow with him before heaven and earth, but the divine punishment came too quickly.

What a pity.

"Shu Yun..."

Xie Fu's voice was muffled and indistinct.

Shu Yun recalled Xie Fu's eyes suddenly turning red that day, and her own eyes stung with tears.

She should have realized sooner that Xie Fu was not Jiang Yan, but with the same soul and the same appearance, they fell in love again...

It was her fault; she treated Xie Fu as Jiang Yan without permission, causing him such heartache.

"Shu Yun..."

Her vision was somewhat blurry as she leaned against Xie Fu's back, her eyes half-open as she took one last look at the boundless snow-capped mountains and the vast天地 (heaven and earth), the Three Realms she had guarded her entire life.

She felt as if she had returned to the time when she first fell into a coma. She felt like a piece of duckweed floating on the waves. Jiang Yan was so close to her, but she couldn't touch him.

Shu Yun tilted her head with difficulty.

Xie Fu felt two soft patches pressed against the back of his neck, and two water droplets hit the side of him, burning hot.

He heard her say softly:

"I love you."