Ayao is becoming more and more attached to her.

Occasionally at night, she would be awakened by the sound of snow hitting the ground outside and find A Yao lying on the pillow, quietly watching her with her eyes turned to the side.

She paused for a moment, then gently stood up and hugged her precious little sister.

"Ayao, Yaoyao, what's wrong?"

Her voice was soft and gentle, like a stream flowing into the depths of one's heart.

Like coaxing a child.

Song Siyao suddenly stared blankly at her older sister's face.

If she had grown up in the clan when she was young, would her older sister have spoiled and indulged her as she is now?

She must have been just like the other Cloud Hidden Clan members, arrogant and disdainful of everyone else.

"Sister, you have to stay by my side like this for the rest of my life." The girl leaned anxiously against her chest.

Song Tingwan patted her back softly and replied gently, "Okay, I'll always be with you."

I had just agreed, spoiling and indulging my younger sister.

The next day.

Amidst the snow, Song Tingwan went alone to the Three Venerable Tower, holding an umbrella.

Chen Zhuochuan sat alone in the pavilion, listening to the crunching sound of footsteps on the snow behind him. He frowned and raised his hand slightly behind him. "Go and report to Venerable Yun."

Without turning back.

Song Tingwan chuckled, walked into the pavilion, and lowered her eyes to close her umbrella.

"Didn't you hear what I said?"

Shen Zhuochuan turned around unhappily, but his expression changed instantly when he saw the smiling face wearing a red cloak with a fur collar.

He stood up in surprise, smiled, and took the umbrella from her hand, placing it aside.

"Why did you suddenly come here?"

Men's ability to change their expressions is truly remarkable.

Song Tingwan glanced at him teasingly, "I didn't know that Venerable Yun Chuan was so fierce until I came."

Feeling a little embarrassed by her gaze, Shen Zhuochuan sighed helplessly, "I want to be alone today."

"Wouldn't that mean I'm bothering you?"

She made a move to leave, but the man quickly grabbed her wrist, unable to suppress a laugh: "You know perfectly well that's not what I meant."

I was teasing him on purpose.

Song Tingwan chuckled and sat down again. "What's bothering you, Venerable Yun Chuan?"

He deliberately pronounced the honorific title slowly, causing the smile on his lips to linger.

"Perhaps, just like your sister."

He looked directly into her smiling eyes, speaking in a serious yet gentle tone.

Song Tingwan was taken aback, then smiled again.

"Then why don't you come find me?"

Alone I sit in the pavilion amidst the snow.

He looked so lonely.

"It's already difficult enough to appease my sister, and Ayao is already annoyed with me enough."

If I continue to disturb the two sisters' relationship, I'm afraid I'll be annoyed by her sister for the rest of my life.

Song Tingwan smiled brightly, "So you knew."

Shen Zhuochuan shook his head helplessly; how could he not know?

The two stared at each other for a long time.

The smile slowly turned into deep emotion.

The snow is still falling.

It landed outside the pavilion.

But inside the pavilion, there was a unique warmth.

"Don't worry, I can't bear to die."

Song Tingwan raised her eyebrows, and continued, looking at his furrowed brows, "If that day ever comes, I hope you can help me take good care of A Yao and the others. They're all quite a handful."

Her gentle words sent a chill down his spine.

He had already guessed it.

She must know something.

But why involve life and death?

"And what about me?"

He looked up. "Is that all it takes to put your mind at ease?"

Song Tingwan looked at him tenderly.

"Yes, you really put me at ease."

She smiled.

It rendered him speechless.

Shen Zhuochuan lowered his eyes. "None of what you imagine will happen. I will protect the Cloud Peak."

I will protect you.

"Shen Zhuochuan, you can't beat the Tribulation Stage." She smiled helplessly.

She couldn't bear to watch him die in front of her again.

The gentle look in Bailong's eyes before he fell was something she would never forget.

"Don't worry, Shen Zhuochuan, I am an alchemist that no one in the world can compare to. I will not die."

"I have many trump cards up my sleeve."

The woman smiled, exuding confidence and gentleness.

It was as if victory was assured.

Shen Zhuochuan stared intently at her. "I believe you."

"By the way, these are the pills I recently refined; that's the real purpose of this trip."

So don't overthink it, she really didn't come to give any last words.

Shen Zhuochuan took the spatial ring and glanced at the boxes of pills.

"Let's go." He stood up.

Song Tingwan looked on in confusion as he picked up the umbrella she had brought with him and opened it.

The man, holding an umbrella, turned around and asked, "Don't you want payment?"

Song Tingwan walked to his side with a smile, and the umbrella steadily blocked the falling snow.

"Your Excellency Yun Chuan is magnanimous."

Shen Zhuochuan smiled and said, "It's not as generous as Fairy Zhenmian; there are quite a few Grade 7 pills inside."

"My wish is to save as many lives as possible between life and death."

Her gaze was fixed on the distance, her voice gentle.

The man chuckled softly.

"It will be as you wish."

After obtaining the top-grade spirit stone, Shen Zhuochuan escorted her back to her residence and set up layers of protective barriers. He then asked Yun Tianzun to set up two more barriers before returning to the Three Venerable Tower.

I thought everything was foolproof.

Less than two hours had passed.

Li Guangjian charged into the Three Venerable Tower like a madman.

Behind him, Song Siyao's face was pale, her breathing rapid, and her fists clenched tightly.

"My older sister has disappeared."

Shen Zhuochuan felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, but he tried his best to remain calm and asked, "When was it discovered? Are there any signs of a struggle?"

Song Siyao also tried her best to remain calm.

"My sister felt stuffy inside and went to admire the snow under the eaves. She just told me to go back to my room to get a plate of pastries. When I came out again, all that was left was her hairpin that had been left on the ground."

An imperceptible tremor in the voice.

She reached out and showed him the fan-shaped hairpin.

Shen Zhuochuan's pupils trembled, and he immediately turned and headed towards the place where Song Tingwan had disappeared.

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