Interstellar Beast World: The Ferocious Beast Husband Has a Wild Mind

Chapter 299 The Snowstorm Shows Mercy

outside the city.

Cold snowflakes landed on pale, blood-stained fingertips.

Bloodstains clung to his long eyelashes, lips, and the ground, like the last embers of his life.

His handsome face was buried in the mud, and he had long since stopped breathing.

When Sang Qing's reinforcements arrived, they were ultimately a step too late.

The two teams led by Claire and Bai Xiao were almost completely wiped out.

The remaining members of the Flying Birds and Lions rushed forward in grief, calling out the names of their former teammates, but there was no response.

Sang Qing felt her eyes were dry and her heart felt like it was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.

The heavy snow, oblivious to human sorrows, dances wildly in the biting winter wind.

This winter is really too cold.

……

Sang Qing bestowed upon them the highest honor, but no honor could compare to them appearing alive before her.

They were once discarded and crushed into the mud, but they became her strongest shield, resolutely opening up a broad road to freedom for her.

Some bonds, once formed, come with the risk of shedding tears.

At Claire's funeral, Sang Qing tied a pink ribbon to her tombstone.

The ribbon fluttered gently in the wind, but the vibrant boy was nowhere to be seen.

When a story is nearing its end, we always remember its beginning, just like...

On a summer afternoon, a pink-haired, leopard-eared orc burst into her treatment room. "This was specially prepared for you. Do you like it, Healer?"

The pretty, adorable little bunny blinked its eyes and said, "Sister, snakes are cute too. You can try liking us too."

"Healer, if you're going to play with birds, you should play with big ones."

"It's not so bad to be a heartless god. Gods don't need to pity the world to be revered by thousands."

Please feel free to stroke me~

……

Sang Qing personally bestowed honors upon each fallen orc and presented them with a bouquet of flowers. He then walked through the entire funeral procession with the other orcs of the special forces team. By the time they returned to the palace, it was already dusk.

The snow that had been falling for seven days and seven nights finally stopped.

Someone came to report that Nairne had gone to the prison to see the former queen.

Sang Qing paused for a moment, then put the pen down again. "Okay, I understand."

The attendants withdrew.

After Sang Qing finished dealing with her work, she put down her pen and casually asked about Xiao Yuan and Nain, "Xiao Yuan, do you know about the connection between Nain and Junfeier?"

"If you want to know, why don't you ask him yourself? I think he won't hide it from you, after all, he doesn't have much time left." Xiao Yuan's cold, mechanical voice rang in your ears.

“Not much time left?” Sang Qing was taken aback.

“Yes,” Xiaoyuan nodded. “Host, do you know what Nien’s special ability is?”

"What is it?" Sang Qing looked at it in confusion.

Little Round flapped its tiny, golden wings and flew to the window, looking out.

Sang Qing followed Xiao Yuan to the window.

Through the luxurious one-way glass window, Sang Qing saw a figure on the high platform in the distance.

Sang Qing quickly recognized it as Nain.

Not many people can move freely in the palace. Many have been transferred to help her, including Shi Ying, who has been away handling military affairs for three days.

The tall, handsome orc stood with his hands behind his back on the high platform, looking up at the sky, giving off an inexplicable feeling of loneliness.

"It's divination."

Sang Qing turned to look at Xiao Yuan. "Divination is a very special ability. It is precisely because of its special nature that it was coveted by criminals, and the entire family was eventually wiped out," Xiao Yuan said with a regretful tone.

Sang Qing frowned. "This sounds like a family with mythical beast bloodlines? Nain also has mythical beast bloodlines?"

Each family possesses a powerful special ability, which is usually inherited from their bloodline.

She knew that Nain's identity was not simple; his demeanor and bearing were not qualities that could be cultivated in an ordinary family.

He wasn't in the military, but he possessed combat skills and could lead the Lion Tigers very well.

"Isn't Kenan's beast form a North African lion?"

“No.” Xiaoyuan shook her virtual finger. “What you see is only the surface. Most of the beastmen of the Nien family are pure white and have a pair of beautiful white wings. Nien is one of the very few genetic mutations. His wings must have been broken for some reason.”

Sang Qing looked at the orc in the distance again. How painful it must be to have one's wings broken off.

However, with a lion's body, pure white fur, and two wings, is it Bai Ze?
Sang Qing asked the question instinctively.

It looks somewhat similar, but some legends say that Bai Ze has horns and a body resembling a sheep.

"No, they have another name, Cangxue," Xiaoyuan dutifully explained.

"Cangxue? Canglan?" Sang Qing murmured the two names. "Could I see the photos?"

She was a little curious.

Xiao Yuan pondered for a moment, then probably went to find some information.

After a while, a photo was projected in front of Sang Qing.

The snow-white lion has a pair of equally pure white wings, like an ancient guardian beast of the West; it's truly beautiful.

“His real name should be Zhu Ennai,” Xiaoyuan added.

It deciphered the Empress's supercomputer and the highest-level database of the National Academy, so it could know a lot of deliberately hidden information, and deducing Nien's name was not a problem.

"Is there really no way to help his body?"

Sang Qing returned to the original question.

She originally thought that the hospitals in the capital would have a solution, and that she could grant Nain access to the treatment chamber, but it seems that's not the case.

Xiao Yuan's answer was the same as always: the symptoms don't address the root cause and can only prolong the illness by a few years at most.

Sang Qing bit her lip, feeling a tightness in her chest again.

She thought of everything that was amiss on Nirn's journey back to the city, all of which foreshadowed this unfortunate ending.

No wonder he refused when she appointed him as the commander of the General Guard, and Kunxi took over in the end.

……

On the observatory, Nain gazed at the snow-covered city, its surface shimmering under the lights.

Years later, he stood here again.

Beneath his gentle and dignified eyes lay an unyielding melancholy and sorrow.

What kind of ending would be worthy of his life's trials and tribulations, and worthy of the tragedy that befell his entire clan?

The snowstorm that had swept through the city had not yet subsided, but he knew that day would come soon.

Sang Qing will definitely be a good empress.

But the Cangxue clan has disappeared.

When it comes to the fate of the nation, it's not just about depleting our spiritual strength.

He knew that his life was coming to an end.

Their clan has never had a long lifespan.

We can only wait for them to awaken from the crowd, but we don't know how long that will take.

Not necessarily, there are so many lion-beastmen.

He survived only because of his brown fur.