Chapter 1007: Chapter 1007 Ice Queen 18
The blizzard howled ceaselessly.
In the empty Ice Crystal Palace, there was only an old man, a flower bud, and a bonfire.
Chang Weicai quietly watched the flas leaping in front of him.
The bud was still biting him.
It had grown to the size of a fist and was still growing.
Unable to withstand its repeated nibbling, scales had already fallen off Chang Weicai’s arm, so he switched to the other arm and let it continue to bite.
The ga had lasted more than 24 hours. Chang Weicai was preoccupied; he didn’t know how his companions were or whether they had obtained the sword. If they lacked his contribution, could Weiwei hold on?
Ti, oh…
Hurry up a little.
He silently prayed in his heart.
…
The bud grew larger and larger, aimlessly yet extrely sensitive, as if it had determined that Chang Weicai wouldn’t resist, occasionally attacking him.
Not only biting his arms but also starting to bite other places for amusent.
As long as it wasn’t life-threatening, Chang Weicai let it be.
Another 6 hours passed, and the Ice Queen arrived as expected.
This ti, she stayed longer, observing the unusual interaction between Chang Weicai and the bud, her gaze revealing complex emotions.
Why could he endure to such an extent…
That was clearly a monster, why could he tolerate it without any boundaries?
Chang Weicai got up to add more wood, the bud clinging and biting, so he picked up a handful of fallen scales from the ground and smoothly stuffed them into the bud’s mouth—a mouthful of fish scales, it chewed noisily.
“Have you rembered anything?” Chang Weicai asked while picking up wood, “Does seeing the rose restore so of your mories?”
The woman stood still, her face as cold as frost, like an emotionless ice sculpture.
“No,” she replied indifferently, “…I haven’t rembered anything.”
Even if she rembered anything, it was all mories she didn’t want to face.
Chang Weicai added firewood to the brazier and added so soil to the rose, speaking softly, “It seems like it will grow taller and larger than a normal rose. In that case, it will need to be replanted… The bud is late in blooming, perhaps because the pot is too small, not allowing the roots to develop fully…”
He looked towards the door and sighed: “It seems I need to go out again and find a suitable pot for it.”
There was no ti to delay, Chang Weicai imdiately set out.
He dragged out the door panel used last ti for transporting supplies, tied it again with ropes, strapped it on his back, then opened the door forcefully and ventured out into the blizzard—
In the vast palace, only the Ice Queen and the rose bud chewing on fish scales remained.
She quietly watched it.
…What did she rember?
At first, she always felt she had forgotten sothing important.
She didn’t rember who she was, why she existed, or why she could never leave this castle.
Her body was as cold as ice, and her heart seed to have turned to ice, too. Only when players broke in did she foster hope.
Over and over, she had them plant roses.
Maybe it was the system’s settings, no special reason; the settings made her do so, and so she did.
She had countless seeds, but she couldn’t grow any herself.
Seeing the flowers sprout, watching them grow, fragnted images began to erge on her blank mory like pieces of the past…
In her mory, she got married… got pregnant… gave birth to a daughter.
Her daughter, soft and small, lay in her arms like a darling little angel, with snow-white skin, soft hair, and a pair of big black eyes gazing watery at the world. At that mont, she swore to give her daughter the best of everything.
Even though she was not originally a queen, she would give her daughter a princess-like life.
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