Han Jing and Lian Xichen followed Han Qingjue to the underground palace, where Fengxi's remains were sealed inside a transparent ice coffin.
He lay there quietly, his appearance unchanged, dressed in pure white like snow, evoking a phrase: a gentleman as precious as jade, unmatched in the world.
Han Jing looked at him and sighed. Matters of the heart never make sense. It's not that if you are good, you will be cherished, nor that if you are bad, you do not deserve love.
Thus, those who can love each other share a rare destiny, understanding each other's love just right.
