Like a tattletale she was, Ouyang Xueqing told her Imperial Father everything that the shaman had told her as she munched on her cakes.
She didn't realize that Wang Ze's expression were getting heavier as her story went.
This was sugar ice cakes, ah! Sugar ice itself were made from the ice from the inner are of Forbidden Ice Mountain and thus were imbued with a bit of qi, making it hard to melt.
When one ate sugar ice cake, the cold yet sweet flavor with soft pound cake were so delicious that she couldn't get enough. Furthermore, it could made one's body feel refreshed and relaxed. It was such a luxury that only the Imperial Family could taste it.
"What do you think the shaman meant, Imperial Father?"
Wang Ze eyed her daughter's bulging cheeks and poured her a glass of warm water. "Drink first, you glutton."
"Hehe." She gulped readily and stuffed one more cake into her mouth.
