Inside the courtyard kitchen, Grandpa Yao and Auntie Qin hurried in through the side service door. Moreover, Immediately sealed the sound-proofing array so the five children laughing in the dining hall wouldn’t hear a word.
“Changsheng!” Grandpa Yao whispered urgently, his white beard trembling with anger as he adjusted his golden monocle. “I examined the black frost-thread under that red apron string on the Young Madam’s wrist!
That vicious dog Warden Tianfa used his own Rank 8 Mid Severing-Love Essence Blood to plant a symbiotic Script-Lock Frost Curse inside her heart-meridian ten years ago! Every time the Young Madam laughs or feels warm around the children, the curse tries to drink her heart-blood and freeze her soul!”
“And the worst part is how deeply it’s tangled with her ten-year frostbite,” Auntie Qin added, her brows tightly knit as she laid out a row of golden acupuncture needles and warming herbs on the prep counter. “Your hundred-billion-DP red apron string locked ninety percent of the curse at her wrist, Changsheng. But Because her stomach and internal organs are still weak from ten years of fasting on the Frost Pillar, a wisp of cold air is still leaking toward her fingertips!”
Indeed, out in the main dining hall—even while she was smiling and listening to twelve-year-old Gu Nian and ten-year-old Su Nuannuan tell stories about their pet chickens. Empress Luo Qingxue quietly tucked her left hand under the tablecloth so the children wouldn’t see a faint white frost-rime creeping back onto the…
