Fresh snow fluttered down, landing on rooftops, passersby, and the ground, cloaking everything in silver.
The courtyard was already covered in white. Only the ground around Snow Empress's feet remained untouched, where vibrant red baby's breath bloomed.
She turned around. Her clear, sky-blue eyes brimmed with gentle warmth, and the curve of her lips was as perfect as a crescent moon.
Xu Lanqing watched, utterly absorbed.
The next moment, Snow Empress raised her fair wrist. Snowflakes drifted down onto her simple white dress, blending into it.
The dress gradually transformed into a dance costume: long sleeves, a cinched waist, light and flowing.
Snow Empress lowered her eyelids. Memories turned through the pages of her mind. The past unfolded vividly, surging forth like a tide.
The Ice Crystal Palace; her first meeting with Xu Lanqing; the boy explaining the Soul Spirit Method and helping her Ice Phoenix undergo Nirvana.
She touched the tips of her toes to the ground. At first, she danced lightly, like a swallow settling in its nest; then suddenly, she soared like a magpie startled in the night.
Her beautiful dance was graceful and languid, while her quick, nimble movements made her seem as light as the wind.
Her postures were wondrous beyond compare, her bearing as pure as ice and jade.
Her will reached toward the mountains, and her dance conveyed their towering majesty; her thoughts turned to flowing water, and her movements expressed its endless sweep.
The scarlet baby's breath beneath her feet was her stage, while the drifting snowflakes filled the air around her, a backdrop and a place to tread.
As she danced, her thoughts scattered, and scene after scene surfaced in her mind, etched there to be remembered forever, deep within her heart.
After her Nirvana, their Martial Souls shared the same