The next morning, Mo Garden's dining hall.
Sunlight streamed through the enormous floor-to-ceiling windows. The long table was laden with exquisite spiritual food for breakfast. The women took their seats one after another, and the atmosphere was warm and harmonious. Cai Lin carefully fed Little Lingxi Spirit Rice porridge, Ya Fei and Cao Ying quietly discussed matters concerning the merchant association, Dan Chen ate silently, while Zi Yan devoured her food without a shred of decorum...
Only the Ice Empress sat sulkily in a corner. She had not touched a bite of the breakfast before her, her emerald twin ponytails drooping lifelessly as her large eyes occasionally glared viciously at Mo Lin, who sat at the head of the table leisurely drinking tea.
After finishing her cultivation last night, she had wanted to visit the Snow Empress for a chat. Yet she had vaguely sensed those familiar fluctuations of aura from the Snow Empress's room—ones that made her blush and her heart race—as well as faint, suppressed moans... How could she not understand what had happened? That bastard! He had only just made a huge splash at the Pill Tower yesterday, and that very night he had sneaked into Xue'er's room! It was simply... simply too hateful!
"Hmph!" The more the Ice Empress thought about it, the angrier she became, and she could not help snorting heavily. It was not loud, but it sounded especially clear in the quiet dining hall.
The women looked over at the sound. Seeing the Ice Empress gritting her teeth, then looking at Mo Lin's innocent expression and the faint mischievous smile at the corner of his lips, they immediately understood.
Ya Fei gave a seductive smile and teased, "Oh my, what's wrong with our little Bing'er? Who made you angry so early in the