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Time flew by. Before he knew it, it was mid-March.
Li Yuan did a bit of mental math and figured that his grandson, or perhaps granddaughter, must be due soon in the Nine Flames.
So he made his way back north, to the White Deer Tribe.
There, he asked Yao Jue for news, only to learn that Meng Xingxian had already given birth to a healthy baby boy a month ago. She had delivered the baby in the Trueflame Tribe, and hadn’t shown the slightest intention of coming here.
Not only that, she hadn’t even held a full-month banquet, nor sent any invitations to them. No one had been invited, not Snow, not Ping’an, not anyone at all.
Snow, furious and heartbroken, had fallen ill and taken to bed.
Li Yuan frowned slightly when he heard all this. Then he had Yao Jue lead him to Snow’s tent.
Inside, the woman lay nestled in soft wolf pelts, her breathing heavy and uneven, clearly unwell.
Her eyes were open, staring blankly at the flickering flames dancing on the thick hide ceiling. But even as she heard footsteps, she didn’t turn her head.
Not until Li Yuan softly called, “Snow.”
Only then did Snow slowly turn, surprise flickering in her eyes as she looked at him.
He stepped closer. She reached up and gently brushed a hand through his snowy white hair, then whispered, voice trembling,...
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