The Mental Four had not been having an easy time lately.
Somewhere in the underground labyrinth, three people sat together, sighing.
Behind them, Potato lay flat on a bear-skin mattress, eyes tightly shut. He had already been asleep for several days.
Every so often, Mao Jgong reached out with a hand like a withered chicken claw to check Potato's breathing, then let out a barely perceptible sigh of relief.
"Princess, how is he? Is my Imperial Father still breathing?"
Mao Jgong nodded. "His breathing is steady. There's no serious problem."
Bird's Nest Princess sighed in disappointment. "It seems I still have a long way to go before I can ascend the throne. Imperial Father is really hard to kill."
Square Face sat properly to one side with his arms folded.
Suddenly, the soil overhead shifted. A beetle the width of a palm burrowed inside and happened to land on Square Face's head.
He casually grabbed it, tore off its wings and legs, and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Crunch, crunch~"
(￣~￣) Chewing, he said, "His Majesty has been in seclusion for many days. Why hasn't he woken up yet? Eunuch Mao, could something have gone wrong?"
"What could have gone wrong? His Majesty cultivates the Child's Technique. As long as his virgin body remains intact, he can stand undefeated forever."
Bird's Nest Princess reached into Bird's Nest Head and rummaged around for a long while before pulling out a small biscuit covered in hair grease and stuffing it into her mouth.
"Before Imperial Father entered seclusion, he told us not to leave. He was afraid some bugs would take advantage of his seclusion to attack him. But I'm so hungry. We've eaten all our provisions, and I only have this last little bear biscuit left."
She sighed. "Should we ask