"Hiss... why is it so cold!"
Emperor Rui originally wanted to prop himself up and stand, but the moment his hand touched something, he felt something cold and smooth.
The bone-chilling cold made Emperor Rui's hand ache. He, who had already half-risen, suddenly fell back down. As his center of gravity shifted downwards, his head also turned in a different direction.
Just as he was about to collide with the cold object, Emperor Rui, ignoring the slight warmth in his aching hand, quickly propped himself up, thus avoiding an intimate encounter with the unknown object.
"Ahhhhhhh~"
When Emperor Rui finally saw what that thing was, the thing that had almost touched his face, he screamed in terror. In that instant, his mind went blank, and he scrambled away from Huo Qixiao using all his limbs.
It was a corpse! And it was frozen solid!
Its face was covered in thick frost, and cold air was still emanating from the frost, making it look as if the corpse was still breathing. The sight was incredibly horrifying.
It was precisely this that terrified Emperor Rui.
Hearing the scream, Huo Qixiao, who had fainted from the pain, slowly woke up. He weakly lowered the arm he had used to protect his head and looked around in confusion.
Emperor Rui had not yet recovered from the shock of the ice-covered corpse. His peripheral vision caught sight of something moving beside him. When he turned his head, he saw another face, one that was bluish-purple and multicolored.
"Ahhhhhhh!"
Another scream rang out. Emperor Rui thought he had seen a ghost again. Instinctively, he used all his might and kicked out fiercely.
He kicked Huo Qixiao, who had just woken up, next to the ice-covered corpse. His head struck the frozen corpse with a loud thud.
Huo Qixiao, who had not fully regained consciousness, was once again hit by the sudden pain and the dizziness in his head, causing him to faint once more.
Emperor Rui's senses returned. He then remembered that it was not a ghost but Huo Qixiao, whom he had beaten black and blue.
Su Muqing, attracted by the screams, looked over and saw this exact scene. Her mouth twitched, and she used her consciousness to check on Huo Qixiao's condition.
Hmm! He looked a little seriously injured. But fortunately, the space was filled with abundant spiritual energy, so he wouldn't die for now.
This time, Su Muqing did not intend to let Huo Qixiao's injuries heal too quickly. Not just him, if Emperor Rui was beaten by Huo Qixiao later, Su Muqing would not let his injuries heal too quickly either. After all, as long as neither of them died, it would be fine.
However, these two could no longer be kept together. This emperor was too easily startled. Huo Qixiao was injured now and had no ability to fight back. If he got any more serious, by the time he woke up, he wouldn't be able to fight back.
With this thought, Su Muqing adjusted the fog sea with her consciousness. Meanwhile, Emperor Rui still wanted to be brave and check on Huo Qixiao's situation.
But in the next second, he saw Huo Qixiao being swallowed by the thick white mist silently. Only the ice-covered corpse was left lying there, its surface still emitting cold air.
Emperor Rui was terrified again. This place was too strange. He shrank his neck and retreated. But no matter how long he retreated or how far he went, he could still see the corpse when he looked up.
It was as if all his efforts were just his own imagination, and in reality, he hadn't moved at all...
Emperor Rui's spine felt cold. He regretted kicking Huo Qixiao just now. He scrambled to pick up the clothes he had dropped and hugged them to his chest, as if this would make him feel safer.
Now that Huo Qixiao had disappeared, leaving him and the corpse in the same place, Emperor Rui felt that the air was filled with a bone-chilling cold, and he himself was emitting cold air...
The fog sea gradually became quiet. Su Muqing had also finished preparing the meal. She looked at the four dishes on the table: sweet and sour pork, braised pork ribs, potato and beef stew, and Huo Ge's favorite boiled fish!
When it came to comforting people, Su Muqing was a bit clumsy with words. She hoped that by eating more delicious food, Huo Ge's mood would also improve a bit.
Thinking about the method she had asked 217 to find...
Although 217 had said that she would have to pay a certain price for doing so, as long as it could make Huo Ge have no regrets and make him happy again, she could endure a little pain!
Huo Qiyuan was still sitting quietly beside the two ice coffins, his head bowed, lost in thought. It wasn't until he smelled Su Muqing's unique fragrance that he slowly raised his head.
"Huo Ge, are you alright?"
Although they had attended Leng Ren's wedding banquet yesterday noon and ate until evening, they were all being forced to drink. They hadn't eaten much.
Later, after returning to the side courtyard, they had tossed and turned for so long. They hadn't rested at night either. They had rushed to the capital overnight, and then they had cried sadly for so long. Su Muqing guessed that Huo Qiyuan must have been hungry for a long time.
And that was indeed the case!
Seeing his parents' remains after almost five years, the overwhelming grief naturally suppressed his hunger.
Su Muqing walked towards Huo Qiyuan. However, after taking just a few steps, a rapid feeling of falling dizziness came from her head.
The ice-blue mark at the corner of her eye was now flashing with a faint glow. A slight burning and stinging sensation struck her, and then she tilted to one side.
At this moment, Huo Qiyuan's eyes were unfocused, and he seemed to have lost his spirit. Except for the faint scent at the tip of his nose that could calm his mind.
This was Su Muqing's unique fragrance. At first, Huo Qiyuan could only smell a faint scent.
However, ever since they had become intimate and "truly" together, the scent had become very noticeable, and others could not smell it.
Su Muqing was in immense pain. She had not expected the price 217 mentioned to be so severe. Meanwhile, Huo Qiyuan, whose mind was clouded, felt as if a knife had been plunged into his heart. The intense pain brought him back to his senses.
Huo Qiyuan suddenly looked over, only to see Su Muqing holding her head with both hands, looking as if she was about to fall. Before he could ask, he leaped forward, reached out, and firmly supported her, pulling her into his arms.
"Qingqing, what's wrong?" His voice was anxious, and his nose was still stuffy from crying.
Su Muqing's face was very pale, and the color of the mark at the corner of her eye was deepening, showing a tendency to turn red.
Hearing Huo Qiyuan speaking to her and feeling the anxiety and concern in his voice, Su Muqing could not speak. She could only close her eyes, shake her head, and silently comfort him.