The Princess’ Departure

The two of them stood quietly in the midst of the scenic snow. Their surroundings remained quiet. Ling Chuxi's ebony hair looked as dark as ink against the white snow and her fresh, bright face was tranquil. Huangfu Qingjue's eyes contained a hint of a smile as he looked at Ling Chuxi quietly. It was as though there were only the two of them in the whole wide world. It made for such a beautiful scene, it looked like a painting. Everything surrounding them seemed to fade into the background. It made anyone watching unable to bear destroying such a beautiful picture. "Thank you for saving me last time." Ling Chuxi finally opened her mouth gently to speak in a soft voice as she looked at Huangfu Qingjue.

"Saving my own woman is my responsibility, isn't it? So, is there really a need to thank me?" asked Huangfu Qingjue as his lips curled into a gentle smile. "I'll definitely appear at the first instance you need me whenever you are in danger."