Though Ice Veil Peak remained as cold as ever, it was now the height of summer.
Su Jiu walked out of her room and looked up at the enormous sun hanging in the sky. A smile she had not worn in a long time tugged at her lips.
As she walked along, she discovered that Ice Veil Peak had not changed at all over the past two years.
Yes, two years had already passed since she had fallen unconscious.
The medicinal herb garden on Ice Veil Peak was still flourishing. One glance was enough to tell that its owner had been tending it with care.
Su Jiu cast an art, making the bucket whose water never diminished float into the air, then guided it to water the rows of spirit herbs one by one. She could not help recalling the first time she had set foot on Ice Veil Peak.
It seemed that this was where she had first met her martial uncle.
Before long, a beautiful little beast came bounding joyfully toward Su Jiu.
Su Jiu stroked its head, and the little beast gave two contented cries.
So this was what it felt like to be alive.
Finally, Su Jiu arrived at Ice Veil Hall. Though there were people inside, the palace was as quiet as ever.
Now that she had awakened, she was already fifteen. Without the Lily-of-the-Valley Warm Jade concealing her appearance, the beauty of her face lay almost entirely exposed.
Her brows curved like willow leaves, her cool eyes shone like stars, and her lips were red as though stained with cinnabar. The baby fat had faded from her face, and paired with the two gleaming leaves beneath her left eye, her beauty was unexpectedly breathtaking.
Even the two cousins, neither of whom lusted after women,