Ye Xingxue opened her eyes.
It seems he... had a very, very long dream...
"How long has this deity rested?"
The little fairy attendant serving nearby respectfully replied, "Reporting to the Snow Goddess, it has been three hundred years."
Three hundred years is merely a short rest for an ancient deity like Ye Xingxue, who has been dormant for many years.
Ye Xingxue glanced at the swirling snow outside the palace, then stood up and asked, "Where is His Highness?"
"Your Highness returned to Buzhou Mountain ten days ago and came here as well. Upon learning that you were resting, he went back first. I'll go over to Your Highness's side now and ask you to come over—"
"No need, I will go there myself."
Xiao Xian: "Yes."
Before he finished speaking, Ye Xingxue had already disappeared from the front of the hall.
When Ye Xingxue appeared in front of the palace, the surrounding celestial attendants all bowed to him. Ye Xingxue nodded and entered the palace.
A minor fairy serving Ling Luo, upon learning of his arrival, quickly came out to greet him respectfully, saying, "Snow Goddess, His Highness went out last night and is not in the palace at the moment..."
Ye Xingxue paused, asking, "When will you be back?"
"This... His Highness did not explain."
Ye Xingxue didn't say anything and walked into the hall.
A while later, Ling Luo, who was outside, received a message from the recording stone inside the hall, saying that Ye Xingxue had woken up and was waiting for her message inside the hall.
After receiving the message, Ling Luo quickly tidied up the various elixirs and herbs in front of her.
Ling Luo's friend He Lin said, "Your Snow Goddess has woken up. Are you going back?"
"Mm." Ling Luo nodded, and was about to leave when she noticed he hadn't followed: "Aren't you coming along?"
He Lin: "..."
“I wouldn’t dare. Every time your Snow God sees me, he looks at me like I’m going to kidnap you. His eyes are so cold. I’m scared.” He continued, “Besides, three thousand years ago, he rarely left Buzhou Mountain to teach in Kunlun. I kidnapped you right there in class, and you only returned a few days ago. Now that he has just awakened, he learned that you went back to the temple and came straight to the temple to wait for you… If I were to go with you now, I’m afraid he would eat me alive if he saw me.”
Ling Luo: "..."
"All right."
He Lin looked at her: "Aren't you afraid?"
Ling Luo: "...I'm not afraid."
Ye Xingxue was very kind to her.
But she was never afraid of him.
but……
He rarely left Buzhou Mountain to teach at Kunlun, but she secretly slipped away halfway there.
Although she knew he wouldn't really be angry, she still felt guilty...
"I'm leaving now. See you at Kunlun Academy." He Lin patted his behind and ran off.
After He Lin left, Ling Luo was about to leave when he suddenly turned back halfway through his escape: "By the way, Little Luo Luo, when you get back later, don't mention me to your Snow God, not a single word, understand?"
Seeing that he seemed genuinely afraid of Night Snow, Ling Luo could only say, "I understand."
He Lin breathed a sigh of relief, looking like a "loyal friend," patted Ling Luo on the shoulder, and then left.
As soon as Ling Luo stepped into the hall, Ye Xingxue, who was sitting inside, looked over and asked, "You're back?"
His tone was normal, and he seemed not to be angry.
Ling Luo: "Hmm..."
He walked over, sat down in the prince's presence, and looked at Ye Xingxue, but didn't know what to say.
After hesitating for a while, he asked, "When did you wake up?"
Ye Xingxue put down the bamboo scroll in her hand: "Just now."
"Oh..." Ling Luo thought for a moment, "Shall I play chess with you?"
"No need." With that, he stood up, walked towards her, bent down, brushed the snowflakes that had lingered on her hair, and sat down beside her. He took her slightly cool hand, then let go after a moment, and personally took the hot tea that Xiaoxian had brought him, handing it to her: "You've been traveling for three thousand years, have you encountered anything interesting?"
"some……"
Ling Luo took the hot tea and began to tell him about some interesting things she had seen and heard over the past three thousand years: "Me and the crane—"
Just as Ling Luo was about to utter He Lin's name, she remembered that He Lin had specifically returned to tell her not to mention him. She paused before continuing, "After I left Kunlun Mountain..."
Ye Xingxue listened attentively, seemingly unaware that she had suddenly changed her tune.
After she spoke for a while, he said, "So Luo Luo has developed many new and powerful pills and magical artifacts?"
"Mm." Ling Luo nodded quickly.
"When Luo Luo returns to Kunlun Mountain in a few days, it will probably be quite lively."
"Um……"
After Ling Luo spoke for a while, Ye Xingxue said, "In a couple of days, I will send Luo Luo to Kunlun Mountain."
"ah?"
He delivered it personally?
"Need not--"
“I happen to have something to discuss with Lingbao Tianzun.”
"I see..."
She was terrified.
She thought he had specially driven her to the academy.
Ling Luo played chess with Ye Xingxue for a while, and Ye Xingxue left late at night.
Before leaving, he gently instructed, "Luo Luo, rest well on Buzhou Mountain these few days and don't wander around. If you feel bored, come to the Snow God Temple to find me, and I'll keep you company."
Ling Luo: "..."
Why did he describe her as if she were a child who always runs away and refuses to come home?
But his tone was gentle, and there was no hint of blame.
Ling Luo nodded and said, "Okay..."
Ye Xingxue smiled, gently placed her large, white hand with distinct knuckles on her hair, patted her head, and then turned to leave.
For half a million years, the myth of the Snow God twice releasing his divine power to save countless beings in the human, immortal, and divine realms has been widely circulated in the immortal world.
The last time the snow dispersed its divine power during a night journey was 70,000 years ago.
The wounds left by the first dissipation of divine power had not yet fully healed, and this time more than 70% of her divine power had been dissipated again. Although 70,000 years had passed since the great battle, Ye Xingxue's body was still very weak and she needed to recuperate and regulate her body in Buzhou Mountain for many years.
Mount Buzhou is cold all year round and snow falls all year round. Ordinary immortals would find it difficult to approach without the protection of formations, let alone stay there for long.
The snow-covered mountain was the most suitable place for him to recuperate.
Although Ye Xingxue said she could go to him if she needed anything, his injuries hadn't healed yet, so Ling Luo didn't bother to go to him.
Therefore, I have been busy with my own affairs in my own palace these past few days and have not gone to disturb Ye Xingxue's rest.
Inside the Snow God Temple, they waited for two or three days, but Ling Luo did not appear.
Having served Ye Xingxue for a long time, Xiao Xian knew what he was thinking and said, "I'll take these pastries to His Highness for you."
Ye Xingxue shook her head: "Don't disturb her while she's doing what she likes. Let her be."
"Yes, Snow Goddess."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com