Yue Qianchou sucked in a breath of cold air and drew back his hand in pain. He had no idea what madness had seized this woman—was that necessary over a single remark? But when he saw the anger on her face, then Xue Linglong lowering her head with tears shimmering in her eyes, he vaguely guessed something. The curse at his lips was swallowed back down.
Looking again at the strange, grotesque ice flowers around them, he had previously thought they were some exotic flora of the Underworld. Now that he thought about it, they had all been imagined into existence by Xue Linglong out of thin air. Perhaps that crab-shaped flower was the legendary peony.
"I cannot see sunlight, so I have never been to the Immortal Realm." Xue Linglong muttered with her head lowered. Then she looked up at Yue Qianchou and asked, "Can you tell me what a rose looks like?"
The Snow Empress drew her into her arms, her face full of heartache. With a somewhat forced smile, she comforted her, "When there is a chance, your father and I will certainly take you to the Immortal Realm to see it."
Yue Qianchou looked at the mother and daughter, hesitating to speak for a while. In the end, he could not help asking suspiciously, "With the Princess's cultivation, taking a stroll through the Immortal Realm should not be a problem! Why can't she see sunlight?"
"Isn't it all the fine work of you people from the Immortal Realm!" The Snow Empress turned around and cursed. Before she knew it, tears had already begun to fall. Teardrops slid down that exquisitely charming face; even one who saw her would feel pity, their heart stirred.
"Mother, I'm fine. I don't want to go to the Immortal Realm." Xue