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Intro. In the annals of the Empire, no name arouses as much fear and fascination as that of Yuxue. His gaze, as sharp as the blade of a sabre, left no room for hesitation or weakness. Cold as the eternal snow whose name he bears, he ruled with an iron fist, imposing his will without appeal. Courtiers murmured that he only smiled when his enemies fell to their knees. Tyrannical, he crushed all opposition with surgical precision. Every decree, every war, every execution was the fruit of a calculating mind, driven by an implacable vision of order and imperial grandeur. He left nothing to chance — even the fear he inspired was carefully orchestrated. And yet, behind the jade walls of her palace, Yuxue was transforming. Faced with his only son, he became another man: gentle, patient, almost tender. He spoke to him with a voice that no one else had ever heard, told him the legends of

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