The fake demon pill was just fake after all. She had endured the pain for many days. She would not show it easily in front of her little disciple. But now that she was confused, she unconsciously expressed her true feelings.
"Master... I know. Sorry, I am useless."
Hua Zhe hugged her, his eyes filled with heartache, and he also blamed himself.
Every time Caixing said it hurt, she said sorry.
Every word of pain that 냫 Caixing said was like a blunt knife, cutting deeply into Huazhe's heart and making her feel like she was dying.
Afterwards, she sent 냫蔡星 back to the house and carefully placed her on the bed.
Hua Zhe stood beside her bed, quietly watching her sleeping face, and raised his hand to stroke her wrinkled brows.
But it was useless... The master still frowned and said it hurt.
The night wind is cool, the sun is deep, burying everything, leaving only the rustling white.
Huazhe slowly held her hand and cried out.
…
On the next day, Chae-sung looked at the snow-covered Geumgyeong Palace and put on the clothes she wore when she first picked up the flower.
It was a gilded skirt with small brocade patterns on the hem, and she was wearing a red cape.
It was also a snowy day when I found my little apprentice.
I came from the wind and snow, took your hand and led you out, and now I am naturally returning to the wind and snow.
She stood under the peach tree from last night, her white snow and red dress setting off each other, attracting a lot of attention.
Huazhe stood behind her, looking at her back, then ran up to her and held her in his arms.
"Master."
She murmured, and Caixing turned around and slowly hugged her.
"What's up? I'm here."
"Master."
"I am here."
"Master..."
"I'm here, dear."
Huazhe called her again and again, and Bai Caixing patiently answered her.
She looked at her, raised her hand to brush away some of the snow on Huazhe's hair, saw that Huazhe's eyes were red, and after sighing, she pulled her to sit in the living room.
Caixing leaned on Huazhe's shoulder, and the two of them looked at the snow scene without saying a word.
Earlier, 냫 Caixing picked up a fallen flower and played with it in her hand.
This flower does not belong to this day, just like she herself no longer belongs to the present.
Huazhe thought, how nice it would be if it could always be like this.
But Caixing finally spoke.
"My little disciple, I don't want to feel any pain..."
Her voice was very soft, just like the flying snow, which scattered around her when the wind blew and landed on her heart.
Very cold, very icy, very uncomfortable...
Hua Zhe knew that she was determined to leave, and he endured the loneliness in his heart and held her hand tightly.
"Master, thank you for your hard work."
Thank you for your hard work these days, for enduring the pain and accompanying me, for your care over the years, and for blocking that blow for me.
냫 Caixing smiled, opened her mouth and spit out the fake demon pill, which she put into 깊 Huazhe's hand.
The demon pill left her body and she became weak in an instant, but the pain did not lessen at all.
Hua Zhe bit his lip, held the demon pill, turned his head, and gently kissed her lips.
Caixing had never expected that her eyes suddenly widened.
Then, Huazhe touched her face with his hand and spoke in a calm voice.
"Master... this is my most courageous time, and I am conscious. I hope you won't refuse."
It was fleeting at first, but then it came over her like an overwhelming force, leaving 냫 Caixing breathless.
Caixing closed her eyes unconsciously, but suddenly she felt a little cold on her face.
I don't know if they were tears from broken flowers or frost and snow that accidentally flew onto my cheeks.
Caixing thought, just pretend you don’t know.
The action of picking flowers is very gentle. It is not about asking for something, but more like a lingering attachment before parting, like the warm sunshine of spring, which warms people's hearts.
She was reluctant to hurt her master, nor did she want to leave a bad impression on him.
냫 Caixing didn't move and just let her do whatever she wanted.
Don't cry, little disciple.
Master is so useless, he always makes you cry. If you continue like this, Master will really be reluctant to let you go...
Love cannot overcome fate, I have to wait for you all the time, always complaining that spring never comes. This short-lived warmth should be sealed in this windy and snowy day.
At the moment they separated, she leaned in Huazhe's arms with a smile on her face.
It won't hurt anymore...
Hua Zhe, with tears rolling down her eyes, bit her lips tightly and crushed the fake demon pill in her hand with force.
Master, I listen to everything you say. I'm very good, right?
You must remember me. After I report this to you, I will go find you.
“Crack—”
A shattering sound was heard, and the fake demon pill shattered in her hands.
The red demonic power inside dissipated little by little in the air, sparkling.
In the distance, petals were falling from the trees, and many koi were jumping out of the water by the pond, breaking the thin ice.
냫 Caixing just leaned against Huazhe and slowly closed her eyes in her arms.
The flower she was holding fell into the snow after her hand dropped down, and was then covered by the wind and snow...
Huazhe lowered his eyes and looked at the person in his arms, holding her very tightly.
"Master...you must remember me. I will come to find you."
She murmured, and she placed a kiss on Caixing's forehead.
Soon, Jinli Palace began to collapse, the surrounding scenery was rapidly deteriorating, and the courtyard walls also collapsed.
냫 Caixing's body began to dissipate little by little in the air.
Even though Huazhe held her very tightly, he still couldn't keep her.
"Master..."
She murmured, but in her ears was the voice of 냫 Caixing.
"My little disciple, don't cry. I am the universe. I will always be by your side. I will wait for you... and I will never forget you."
Huazhe bit her lip, feeling the person in her arms getting lighter and lighter...lighter and lighter, until she was gone.
The stars finally dissipated. Huazhe looked at the red flocs in the air and stretched out his hand to try to grab something, but found nothing.
The Jinli Palace has collapsed, and everything followed Caixing away and disappeared.
Huazhe knelt alone in the snow for a long, long time...
No, nothing. She has no master. After all, she is alone.
Her tears fell into the snow and merged with the white snow.
Master, wait for me!
The stars have vanished, and Jinlifu no longer exists.
After giving the flowers to 깊 as a reward, he said goodbye to Qi Ningzhu and Bai Yunshu.
Qi Ningzhu and Bai Yunshu were at the inn before. While waiting for Caixing's results, they also went to handle another task.
The first thing he saw when he came back in time was Huazhe Yizun standing at the original location of Jinli Mansion.
There was no light in her eyes, but she still decided to say goodbye to Jinli Mansion and build a cenotaph for her master.
Looking at her lonely figure, Qi Ningzhu asked tentatively.
"Have you thought about the way back?"
Huazhe endured the pain and nodded firmly.
"Think it over, you don't have to worry. Here you go."
She pretended to be nonchalant and handed over the reward. Then she waved goodbye to her master, Jinli Mansion, Qi Ningzhu, Bai Yunshu and the others, then flew away on her sword, disappearing in the wind and snow.