Chapter 188: Seeking Snow, Invasion, and Alienation

"Brother, why do we pray for snow? What is snow?" Yin Xue asked curiously, holding Yin Yang's hand at the sacrificial ceremony.

"You should call me brother." Yin Yang corrected him in a pretentious manner.

Immediately, he explained: "Snow is crystal clear and is a sign of good fortune."

"If it is the Snow Country, there will be a heavy snowfall, the whole country will be jubilant, morale will be greatly boosted, and we will be unstoppable and win every battle!"

At this point, his face dimmed.

Even he had never seen snow.

"Brother Porcelain must have seen snow, right?" Yin Xue's big eyes flashed.

"Him." Yin Yang looked to the west of the city and nodded, "He should have seen it. He is different from us. He doesn't belong here."

"Ahem." Their father, the current monarch, Yin Yongan, deliberately coughed twice, signaling the two to stay away from their duties.

The ceremony was about to begin.

Yin Yang and Yin Xue, the two siblings, immediately shut up and concentrated on participating in the ceremony.

The sacrificial ceremony was also a snow-praying ceremony.

First, they worshipped their ancestors, then they prayed for snow. Some Taoist priests set up altars and performed rituals under the scorching sun, but they didn't even pray for rain. Some scholars preached to the sky, their mouths were dry and their lips were cracked, but they still failed.

Finally, they ended with a light dance of the Snow Girl. The so-called Snow Girl is a special position in the Snow Country, born only to pray for snow. And the Snow Girl's dance was actually quite useful. The sky, which was originally scorching hot, darkened a little bit, wrapped in a thick layer of dark clouds, and there was a hint of coolness in the air.

It seemed that snowflakes would fall in the next second.

People across the country stared at the sky intently.

Full of expectations.

In the end, there was only disappointment.

It still failed, and the dark clouds quickly faded.

This annual sacrificial ceremony ended just like that, and he felt inexplicably depressed.

Yin Yang's eyes flickered faintly, and an idea came into his mind.

Time passed.

Soon, a year passed.

Li Changxiao's porcelain shop has a pretty good business. The lady from the next street praised his craftsmanship, which was obviously much better than last year, and secretly advised him to raise the price, otherwise where would he get the money to marry a wife?

Li Changxiao smiled and shook his head, saying that he did not make porcelain for money, and even so, he had saved a lot of money now, so he didn't have to worry about the money for wine and meat every day.

This year's Snow Bath Festival, Yin Yang and Yin Xue, the brother and sister, came again.

After not seeing each other for a year, it seemed that they had reached the age of growing up. The two brothers and sisters had grown a lot taller. Yin Yang was eleven years old and perfectly inherited his father's handsomeness, even better than him. Yin Xue was nine years old, with smart eyes, blinking, just looking at the owner of the porcelain shop.

This time, Yin Yang talked a lot with Li Changxiao. He said that he had grown up and could share the burden for his father, and he wanted to go looking for snow.

Yin Xue was stunned when she heard this. She had never heard her brother say this before.

Li Changxiao patted Yin Yang on the shoulder and told him that he had to take his time. He could wait for another two years. If his determination did not change after two years, he would go to find snow.

Yin Xue nodded quickly. She did not want her brother to leave her.

Yin Yang pondered for a moment and listened to Li Changxiao's advice.

Two years later.

The two siblings came to the porcelain shop again.

This year, Yin Yang was thirteen and Yin Xue was eleven.

Yin Yang insisted on going far away to find snow. Yin Xue opposed it. She couldn't understand why he had to find snow. What was good about snow?

Yin Yang said that snow was a good omen. Since it couldn't snow in Xuelai Country, he would go to find it himself. He wanted to bring snow back to Xuelai City, so that his sister could see snow.

The two siblings had a quarrel in the porcelain shop.

Perhaps they did not realize that they had subconsciously regarded this porcelain shop as the most relaxing place.

Here, they were not princes and princesses, but ordinary children who liked porcelain figures and romantic stories.

Yin Yongan, the king of Xuelai, had known about the existence of this small porcelain shop for a long time. After several private contacts, Li Changxiao dispelled his doubts.

The first quarrel between the two siblings ended in a quarrel. Yin Xue's eyes were red, and she curled up and sobbed with her legs bent. Yin Yang wanted to say something, but finally remained silent.

The next day.

Yin Yang left to look for Xue.

A year later.

Yin Yang, who had grown taller, held a thick iron box and shouted loudly before entering the city: "I found Xue!"

"I found Xue!"

"I brought it back!"

He was very excited and shouted all the way, attracting countless people to watch.

He went straight to the palace and ran to his sister's bedroom. Before leaving, he promised to let his sister see the appearance of Xue.

After a year of not seeing each other, the twelve-year-old Yin Xue lost some of her childishness and gained some of the youthfulness unique to girls.

Knowing that her brother had returned from afar, she was naturally overjoyed, but she was also angry about what happened a year ago, so she refused to see him. However, the girl's heart was soft after all, and she couldn't help but open the door when Prince Yin Yang knocked on the door for only a moment.

Yin Yang opened the tin box.

The light on his face disappeared in an instant.

There was no snowflakes, and there was only a pool of water that had not dried up in the tin box.

"Where's the snow?"

"Where's my snow?"

Yin Yang's pupils shrank slightly, and he couldn't believe it. He had clearly filled the entire tin box with snowflakes!

Along the way, he kept running.

He came at full speed.

Just to let his sister see the snow.

As a result...

He was very upset, but Yin Xue comforted his brother.

Yin Yang didn't give up.

This became a knot in his heart.

Since he couldn't bring in snow from other places, he would make snow himself.

He began to try various methods and indulged in experiments all day long.

After waiting for his brother to return, he was ignored by Yin Xue again. Don't mention how sad he was.

In a blink of an eye, another year passed.

This year.

Before Yin Yang invented snow.

The Snow Country fell into war because there was a volcanic country in the north of the Snow Country. There was a shortage of supplies and a bad environment. Every ten years or so, there would be a volcanic eruption.

And every time that happened, the volcanic country would go south to invade and plunder supplies.

Estimating the days.

In a few years, the volcanic eruption would come again.

The volcanic country went south to invade again.

But this time, the volcanic country seemed to have had enough of the volcano and was no longer satisfied with invading the border and plundering supplies.

They gathered a large army and were bound to capture the Snow Country in one fell swoop and take it for themselves.

Yin Yongan, the king of Xuelai, personally led the army to fight against the enemy. Fifteen-year-old Yin Yang grew up overnight, no longer asking for snow, and began to learn to manage state affairs.

Yin Xue often peeked at her brother, feeling sad. Why did the two closest people in the world drift further and further apart as they grew older?

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