What are you doing, Mr. President? I'm just an extra!

Silently recite the mantra in your mind.

But it was completely useless.

The inscription on the bronze furnace, "The Dao is in the human world, emotions cannot be severed; those who forcibly sever them will suffer a backlash," struck her Dao heart heavily.

The more she tried to forget him, the clearer the image of Lu Li standing in front of her became in her mind.

The clearer it is, the more the cold energy in the meridians seems like a wild horse, launching a frenzied counterattack.

Because at this moment, she simply cannot forget her feelings.

Click.

The water in the pipes froze instantly, making a crisp popping sound.

Immediately afterwards, thick frost covered the windowpane at a visible speed, completely blocking out the sunlight.

The indoor temperature of Building A plummeted to below zero within just three minutes, with tiny ice crystals even floating in the air.

Building B, which is separated by only one wall.

Shen Weilan was curled up on the sofa, staring blankly at the secretly taken photo on her phone screen.

The sight of Ji Hanyue suddenly fainting on the commercial street made her press "cancel send" as if possessed.

My brother-in-law's expression... he was genuinely panicked.

[This was the first time I'd ever seen him carry Ji Hanyue into a taxi.]

Shen Weilan bit her lip and deleted the photo.

But next time...

Suddenly, she shivered violently.

"Is the air conditioner broken?"

She wrapped herself in a cashmere blanket, pushed open the door, ran into the yard, and froze.

In the height of summer, the sun shines brightly over Jianghai City.

But on the exterior wall of Building A next door, a thick layer of white frost had formed, and even the old osmanthus tree in the yard had been frozen into an ice sculpture.

In the corridor of Building A.

Lu Li stared at the icicles forming on the doorknob and frantically activated his [God-Level Five Senses Harmony] alarm.

If the temperature drops any further, her remaining Dao heart will surely be frozen to pieces! Even a Great Luo Golden Immortal couldn't save her then!

He took a half step back, raised his foot, and channeled the blood and qi of the Ancient Sacred Body directly into his right leg, kicking open the solid wood door with a bang.

A chill swept over us, as if the door of a large cold storage room had been opened during the hottest days of summer.

Lu Li rushed into the bedroom, his gaze instantly fixed on something.

Ji Hanyue did not sit cross-legged in meditation.

She curled up painfully on the wooden bed, her whole body enveloped in a thin layer of ice crystals.

Her long, silver hair was scattered across half the bed, each strand adorned with tiny frosty patterns.

Her off-white sweater was frozen stiff, and her lips had turned a horrifying purplish-blue.

Hearing the sound of the door being broken down, she turned her pale purple eyes with difficulty and looked at Lu Li.

For the first time, genuine fear appeared in those eyes that had always been calm and indifferent, viewing all living beings as mere ants.

It's not the fear of death.

It is the fear of "losing control" and the imminent collapse of thirty years of faith.

She didn't want to show such a pathetic and vulnerable side to this man.

She parted her lips slightly, trying to say, "Don't come any closer."

However, his vocal cords were completely frozen, and he could only make a faint breathy sound from his throat.

Lu Li did not hesitate at all.

At this point, who cares about the proper distance between men and women? If we don't act quickly, she'll really be frozen solid!

As he walked forward, he quickly unbuttoned his coat and threw it on the ground.

Next up are sweaters.

In the end, he was left with only a thin white shirt.

Lu Li flipped himself onto the wooden bed and, to Ji Hanyue's horrified gaze, wrapped her tightly in his arms from behind.

The terrifying pure yang energy of the Ancient Sacred Body instantly reached its maximum power, continuously flowing into her cold body through her thin shirt.

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The moment the extreme cold true energy came into contact with the Ancient Sacred Body, it was as if it had encountered its natural enemy and began a frenzied counterattack.

Lu Li let out a muffled groan.

His skin was covered with a layer of white frost almost instantly.

The feedback from the [God-level Five Senses Harmony] was crystal clear: his body temperature was rapidly dropping from thirty-seven degrees, and even his breath was producing white mist.

cold.

That chilling cold, penetrating to the bone, felt like it was freezing the blood.

Lu Li gritted his teeth, holding the person in his arms tightly, refusing to back down an inch.

We'll just have to tough it out.

Ji Hanyue felt the burning heat behind her.

The fortress of Daoist heart, built over thirty years, collapsed completely in one corner at this moment.

She did not struggle.

She lowered her eyes, her stiff right hand slowly rising to cover Lu Li's arm that was wrapped around her waist.

The cold fingertips slid down the back of his hand, slowly, little by little, digging into the spaces between his fingers.

Their fingers were intertwined.

Extreme cold and pure yang energy found a strange balance at this moment.

Ji Hanyue closed her eyes, her lips moving slightly.

A very faint sound, almost muffled by the wind, reached Lu Li's ears.

It's not "Lu Li", not "meal ticket", and certainly not the high and mighty "you".

"……name."

Lu Li was stunned for a moment.

She didn't ask about the name "Lu Li".

What she asked was—who exactly are you?

For thirty years, she had devoted herself to spiritual cultivation and never thought of remembering the name of a mortal.

Lu Li's heart skipped a beat at that moment.

He gently rested his chin on the top of her frosty hair, his voice slightly hoarse from the cold: "Lu Li. Li as in leaving."

Ji Hanyue remained silent in his arms for a long time.

The ice crystals were slowly melting, and the indoor temperature began to rise little by little.

The moonlight outside the window slanted in through the melting frost, casting dappled shadows on their tightly clasped hands.

"……Leave."

She repeated the word softly.

It's like carefully tasting an unfamiliar seed on the tip of your tongue.

Then, she closed her eyes completely.

Outside the bedroom door.

White Deer squatted on the corridor floor, tightly hugging Snowball, the Persian cat, who had frozen solid.

She blinked her clear, large eyes and quietly watched the scene on the bed, without making a sound or going up to cause any trouble.

Twenty minutes later.

The temperature in Building A has finally returned to normal.

The ice on the walls completely melted, turning into water droplets that slid down the wallpaper, leaving the floor wet.

Ji Hanyue's breathing became steady and long.

But her hand remained tightly gripping Lu Li's hand, refusing to let go.

She had fallen into a deep sleep.

For the first time in thirty years, the sect leader of the Supreme Palace of Forgetfulness fell asleep in another person's arms.

Lu Li breathed a sigh of relief.

He tried to move his arm slightly, wanting to get up and get a dry blanket.

I can't pull it out.

Ji Hanyue gripped him too tightly, her ten fingers interlocked between his, as if he would disappear if she let go.

If Feiyan saw this scene...

[No, Feiyan should still be in a meeting at Su's Group. The property management of Building A shouldn't bother her...]

[Should be...?]

Just as Lu Li was thinking this with a sense of relief...

Suddenly, the sound of rapid high heels echoed down the corridor.

The sound of footsteps on the wet wooden floor was crisp and carried a suffocating sense of oppression.

This was followed by Lao Zhou's low, tense report: "President Su, the building's icing alarm was reported directly by the property management. Ms. Shen from Building B also called, saying the situation is not right..."

The sound of high heels stopped abruptly at the bedroom door.

Lu Li's blood was colder at this moment than when it had been frozen by the extreme cold true energy.

[It’s over. 】

This is truly the end.

[If Fei Yan sees Ji Hanyue and me holding hands and embracing, my headline tomorrow will definitely be "Another Corpse Found Floating in Jianghai Moat, Suspected to be Su Family Assistant!"]

Squeak.

The half-open solid wood door was pushed open by a slender, fair hand.

Su Feiyan stood at the door.

The first thing she saw was—

Ji Hanyue nestled in Lu Li's arms, their fingers intertwined.

Long silver hair fell across Lu Li's chest.

As the ice crystals melted, their clothes were completely soaked and clung tightly to each other.

Bathed in moonlight, they looked like a sculpture cast together, inseparable.

Su Feiyan stood there without saying a word.

But in her usually cold and noble phoenix eyes, all the ice shattered completely in an instant.

What was exposed was the raging lava below, powerful enough to burn everything to ashes.