Night fell. Standing with his hands behind his back at the stargazing platform atop the main peak, Ling Xiao watched the night wind rustle his snow-white robes. Familiar footsteps approached from behind, light yet carrying a hint of hesitation.
"Husband..." Yun Qingyao's voice was softer than the night breeze.
Ling Xiao turned. In the moonlight, his wife's face was as pure and flawless as jade, her eyes seemingly reflecting swirling stars. Reaching out, he tucked a strand of hair blown by the wind behind her ear. "Come."
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