But here in Shuyu Pavilion, they filled the entire Cold Pool.
At the edge of the pool.
The wheels of her chair crunched over a fine path paved with Profound Crystal Stone. The Ice Soul Pearl Chain on Xiao Mingli's wrist chimed softly.
She lowered her gaze and untied the palace ribbon at her waist. As the hem of her silk skirt slid down, it revealed a pair of long legs—ice-cold, lifeless, and covered in hideous scars.
Beside her,
a female attendant named Li Xuanyi held a jar of Cold Marrow Jade Ointment. It was a Fifth Grade Qi Dao Spirit Medicine refined from the Earth Treasure, Jade Marrow Cold Lotus. Her heart aching, she began applying it to Xiao Mingli's legs, saying:
"If it weren't for that Calamity back then..."
"With your Treasure Body, Senior Sister, and your skill in Qi Cultivation at age twenty, you might have been nominated at Cangdu's Fenghua Tower by now. You could even be ranked on the Juvenile Dragon Stele, no less than the old Marquis himself."
