Unfortunately, he is not.
He cannot reach that time and space, nor can he protect her for lifetimes.
Grandmaster cannot save him.
Her temporal energy is nearly depleted; if it is used to save him, Nuannuan won't be able to return.
He slowly turns his head to the side, too weak to speak, only able to clutch at Grandmaster's robe.
Shen Ruosui knelt down, holding his icy hand, "I know, I know! I'm sorry..."
His pale lips curled slightly, too late to see his beloved Little Princess one last time, his hand grasping Shen Ruosui's robe fell heavily into the snow.
"Husband—"
This delayed call of husband seemed to reach Yelyu Lie.
The amber pupils gradually dilated, reflecting only the pretty face of a girl.
Yun Chunnuan's vision darkened, her whole body collapsing onto the man's gradually cold chest.
In the darkness, she heard a gentle woman's voice, "Little Nuannuan, walk forward, don't look back."
