Seeing the Ye miss looking dazed, I wanted to tease her and walked to her side with a sinister laugh. “Miss Ye, do you like my little husband?”
“He… is…” The Ye miss stammered, shocked.
“Next time, choose your targets more carefully. How dare you set your sights on my husband? If not for heaven’s mercy, I would have chopped you up long ago!”
“Still playing around!” Tian Mei pulled me over, frowning. “What now? Look, twelve ‘Immortal Ice Flowers’!”
“How would I know…” I muttered, squinting at the ice flowers floating in the air. Remembering something, I slapped my forehead. “How could I forget those two old men? Hehe… Mo, fly me up to pick the flowers!”
Nangong Mo laughed and carried me up, quickly gathering all twelve ice flowers.
“There’s no instruction manual…” I said, furrowing my brow as I looked at the flowers. I finally sat on the ground to ponder. The air seemed frozen, and even the photographer stopped shooting. Waving my hand casually, I accidentally cut myself on something in the grass and quickly brought my hand to my mouth to blow.
“Little Ai, what’s wrong?” Nangong Mo hurried over, crouching down. The others noticed something strange as a drop of blood fell on the flower’s stamen, turning the ice flower a bloody rose color, glowing softly. It then rose from my hand and merged into Nangong Mo’s body, leaving him stunned.
“So that’s how it is…” I murmured. Urgently squeezing my finger, despite Tian Mei’s attempts to stop me, I anxiously said, “These ice flowers become ineffective if picked too long. Do you want to stay here forever?”
Seeing them all silent, I dripped blood onto each ice flower, watching them slowly melt into everyone’s body, feeling dizzy and unable to provide any more blood.
“Xiao Ai, Xiao Ai…” Suddenly, Mom’s anxious call echoed in my ear.
“Mom!” I looked towards the sound and saw that Reporter Zhang had brought my parents.
“Are you Xiao Ai? Are you really Xiao Ai?” Mom’s eyes were filled with hope, shock, and confusion.
“I am Xiao Ai!” I nodded and said, “I love Mom’s sweet and sour fish, lion’s head meatballs, and stir-fried meat with celery. In the future, when Dad asks me to play chess, I won’t run away anymore…”
