The two of them opens the doors and walks outside, the entire sky filled with fluttering snow, glittering white covering the land, creating a realm of pureness within the world. Lou Sheng, the housekeeper, Ling Long, Ru Qing, Ru Ming queued up in waiting within the courtyard, because they have been waiting for a long time, every person is covered in a layer of frost.
Snowflakes descending, melting as it comes in touch with the face, not knowing whether it is snow or tears rolling down, Gui Wan is pulled into the middle of the courtyard by Lou Che, the man who usually dotingly lets her have her way with all matters, is abnormally resolute today. Her body not feeling cold at all, yet the chill in her heart is even icier than the snow, her vision blurred, not knowing what she is looking at.
This year’s snowfall has come so early……
Under the surrounding of the everyone present, she silently walks to the main doors of the Prime Minister Estate, three sets of carriages are parked on the roadside. Gui Wan upon seeing this, shrinks back her body, unwilling to take another step forward. Lou Che turns his face, amongst the descending of snowflakes, he too is finding it difficult to conceal an entire face of pained expression. One arm tightly wrapped around Gui Wan’s waist, he forcibly leads her out, deliberately not looking at her sorrowful face.
“Husband……” In front of the horse carriage, Gui Wan tightly grabs hold of Lou Che’s hand, unwilling to let go, clearly aware that her leave to him, is the solution to his future worries, yet her hands are very loyal in investing her feelings. A heart breaking sound of soft calling, can only cry out the bitterness from the bottom of her heart, how could she possibly still hold it back? The tears come pouring down, voice choked back with sobs.
Lifting Gui Wan onto the middle carriage, the two people, ten fingers interlaced, tightly closed without the slightest gap, Lou Che removes Gui Wan’s hand one finger by one finger, that stiffened face loosens upon seeing Gui Wan’s tear filled face, heart achingly cupping her ice cold face, but then feels those hot tears scalding his hand.
“Gui Wan, don’t be afraid, three months, I will definitely come pick you up. Don’t cry anymore.” With the increasing amount of tears in his hand, his heart starts to panic. How could he bear to see her shed tears, to him, her tears is the greatest punishment.
Barely managing to control herself, Gui Wan locks her eyes onto him, “Don’t let me down……” Don’t let down your promise, three months is but a short moment, but in this life, it goes hand in hand with her life and death.
Hooking up his lips, revealing a handsomely clear smile, Lou Che firmly nods his head, the snowflakes dances in the air, sometimes spinning, sometimes turning, falling on the shoulders, hands, hair, Lou Che takes out a white lustrous jade warrant pendant, stuffing it into Gui Wan’s hand, reminding: “This you can use on your way there.” The northern area is the territory of the Lin military family, compared to the Lou Estate’s warrant pendant, this is more of use.
The snowfall grows more vigorous, Gui Wan’s eyes blurs, wanting to grab onto Lou Che’s hand again, but he had already taken it back, with a turn of the head, he begins to command the others to set off.
“Husband––––”
Deliberately neglecting Gui Wan’s calling, only afraid his heart will soften up, and no longer will he be able to bear sending her away. Ordering for everyone to get on the horse carriage, Ru Qing, Ru Ming in one, Ling Long in one, amongst the three carriages, only Gui Wan’s carriage is heading north, the other two carriages are used to divert the enemy’s attention.
Lou Sheng walks up, Lou Che does not set any commands, only faintly looking at him, amongst the heavy snow, that scar also seems to have blurred, Lou Sheng also says nothing, solemnly nodding. Having been master and servant for over a decade, he naturally knows what Lou Che has entrusted him to, he silently nods, wordlessly telling Lou Che, he will protect Madam with his life.
Raising his head to face the sky, the vast grey sky, white snow overflowing, Lou Che no longer looks back, only standing there alone, listening to the sound of the carriage wheels, in his eyes, there is just a scene of white, only when his ears hear the horse carriages leave afar, does he turn his head, the tracks left behind on this plain white ground, leading far off into the distance.
He silently stands in front of the main doors of the Prime Minister Estate, only the plaque with the two red painted characters of “Prime Minister Estate” [相府] seems to show no change, crimson red revealing solemnity and heaviness.
In the heaven’s recording of the fourth year, early winter, Lou Che’s wife leaves the Capital, on the day of leaving, a sudden blizzard hits the Capital City……