In the quick transmigration story, the most popular female supporting character is both delicate and

Inside the Yuling Sect.

The entire sect was silent as the autumn rain fell rapidly, its chill biting to the bone.

Pei Liyun went to find Gu Yichen.

Now Yun Yao has finally left the Yu Ling Sect... Although even her master is gone, she still has her senior brother, her uncles and aunts.

Now everything should return to how it was before Yun Yao came.

The eldest brother still only has her as his junior sister, and only cares about her.

When she pushed open Gu Yichen's door, she saw Gu Yichen sitting at the table, holding something in his hand.

It looks...like a marriage certificate.

She quietly walked up behind him and snatched the bright red marriage certificate away.

She nervously and excitedly flipped through the pages... only to see another person's name written on them.

"Yun Yao? Ha, not only did she collude with the Demon Realm, she also seduced our Master. Her character is despicable and immoral. Senior Brother, you actually like this kind of person!"

Pei Liyun tore the marriage certificate into several pieces, threw them on the ground, and stomped on them several times.

"What are you doing!" Gu Yichen pushed the person away, picked up the things on the ground, and carefully wiped off the dirt.

But the dirt can't be wiped off.

I can't even put it together properly anymore.

Seeing how much Gu Yichen treasured the marriage certificate, Pei Liyun grew even angrier. "Back in the secret realm, I shouldn't have pushed her into the black pool. I should have just killed her with a single sword strike!"

next second...

She was stabbed in the chest.

Fresh blood was gushing out of her wound.

The cold blade was suddenly drawn, and she fell backward.

Gu Yichen coldly watched her lying on the ground, her life slowly slipping away, unable to speak.

"If it weren't for you, I would have protected her. I wouldn't have let her leave my side for even a moment."

If it weren't for you... she wouldn't have gone back to twenty years ago...

She won't recognize the Ling Ye from the past, nor will she go with him.

He looked into the time-travel mirror and heard Yun Yao and Ling Ye talking inside the dungeon.

Except when Yun Yao disappeared in the secret realm, she never left his sight.

Feng Moran also said that he only found her that night.

If it weren't for Pei Liyun's fault, Yun Yao wouldn't have left him, absolutely not...

At first, the person she cared about and liked was clearly him...

Looking at the broken, stained marriage certificate in his hand, Gu Yichen felt as if his heart had been crushed into pieces.

-

The gate of the sect.

Feng Moran glanced back at the Yu Ling Sect.

A mix of emotions welled up inside me.

I don't know if it's more about lingering affection or more about suffering.

But it's still a place of heartbreak, so it's better to leave...

On the day Ling Ye took Yun Yao away, Feng Moran originally thought he could take her with him too.

He's the young master of the demon race. At worst, he can just give up cultivating this immortal path and go back to being a carefree little king.

But... he saw that her eyes were full of Ling Ye...

The dependence and tension in his eyes were overflowing.

Her attitude towards Ling Ye was so familiar, as if she had known him for a long time.

She had never looked at him like that before...

He originally thought she liked Gu Yichen, but... humph, it turns out she was just a passerby.

"It's easy to get through a battle of swords and spears, but difficult to overcome the obstacle of a lover."

His voice was low, magnetic, and clear, carrying a hint of helplessness and bitterness.

He turned around and walked down the mountain into the cold wind and autumn rain.

He was still wearing a bright red dress, but it was soaked by the rain and stained a heavy dark color, no longer as dashing and carefree as before...

He raised his eyebrows, chewed on a blade of grass, and strolled alone through the mountains and rivers, taking shelter in caves when it rained and sleeping in dilapidated temples when it snowed, living a carefree and joyful life.

Unexpectedly, he encountered a fox on the way, who initially only seemed somewhat interesting. But from then on, he followed her relentlessly... giving her half his heart.

-

After Ling Ye recovered from his injuries, he and Yun Yao returned to the small bamboo house outside Jinling City.

Inside the courtyard, a winding flower path paved with gravel reveals exotic flowers and rare herbs that bloom year-round, their fragrance subtle and refreshing.

The wind rustled through the treetops, dappling the sunlight and shadows. Scattered petals and fallen blossoms occasionally drifted down, landing on people's clothes.

Mo Hansheng would occasionally come over to freeload, and sometimes he would eat and drink so much that he was reluctant to leave.

But there were no extra rooms available, and they only complained that the place was too small.

While calling out to save him a bowl of sweet fermented rice balls, she went to find an inn nearby to stay the night.

It's already winter, and it looks like it might snow soon.

Ling Ye hung a windproof curtain on the door.

Yun Yao held the ladder while checking if he had hung the items neatly.

“Go up a little to the right... um, yes, this is it.”

After hanging the curtain, Ling Ye's fingers were covered in dust from the door frame. He clapped his hands and asked, "Is there anything else that needs adjusting?"

Yun Yao nodded her chin, looked the curtain up and down, and answered firmly, "No more."

"Then I'd like to trouble you to get me a cloth so I can wipe this door."

"Okay," Yun Yao took the cloth, went outside to water it, and then came back and handed it to him, "Here you go."

When she looked up, her hairpin accidentally got caught on the curtain, and half of her hair came loose.

Ling Ye jumped down from the ladder in a few steps, turned around and went to scoop water to wash his hands.

After washing her hands, I re-tied her hair.

Yun Yao looked at herself in the mirror and said, "I'm telling you, why can you always style your hair so beautifully?"

"It's clearly because... he's good-looking."

"What?" The second half of the sentence was spoken too softly, and Yun Yao didn't quite hear it.

Ling Ye's ears turned slightly red, and he leaned down to kiss the corner of her lips. "I said... it's because you're beautiful."

Yun Yao glared at him, "If you're good-looking, why are you kissing me?"

Her clear eyes were glistening with tears.

Her thick eyelashes fluttered slightly.

Ling Ye's heart also felt a twinge of unease.

His handsome features softened with a smile as he wiped away the dust that had somehow gotten on her face. "There's a lantern festival tonight, want to go see it?"

"Okay, okay!" Yun Yao grabbed his arm. "I want to eat roasted sweet potato."

Eating a hot roasted sweet potato in winter is the happiest thing.

"Okay." Ling Ye brushed the strands of hair that were falling over her shoulder behind her back. "But you have to wear something thicker, don't try to be light and breezy."

"...Even though I'm wearing thick clothes, I don't feel cold."

"I'll buy you a sugar figurine too."

"Okay, then I can wear something thicker."

Ling Ye's handsome eyebrows curved slightly. "Mm."

……

While strolling through the lantern festival at night, it suddenly started snowing.

Ling Ye took her to a pastry shop to buy some snacks and also to escape the snow.

Yun Yao took a bite of her pastry and muttered, "This is the first snow of the year."

Ling Ye nodded. "Mm."

This was the snow he had waited for far too long, but...

Fortunately, it finally arrived.

He turned to look at the person beside him, "When you released river lanterns at the lantern festival, what did you wish for?"

When Ling Ye asked her back then, Yun Yao felt embarrassed and didn't tell him, but now that he's asking again, things have changed.

She replied to him, "May your wishes come true and may you live in peace and tranquility year after year."

The light and shadow were dim at this moment, but Ling Ye's eyes and brows lit up.

His smile was faint, but his eyes held a deep and rich emotion; together, they seemed to create an endless, romantic scene.

He leaned down, pinning her to the shadows, and kissed her.

All around was quiet, with snow falling softly.

Only the sound of kisses and intertwined breaths remained.

Urgent and enthusiastic.

The sobs were all shattered.

Yun Yao's body went limp, and she could only lean against him.

Ling Ye put his arm around her easily, his voice carrying a clear, cheerful laugh, "Let's go home."

and also……

"I want to marry you, when the snow falls, with the gods as my witness."