While Ji Yao was having an unexpected self-care session, his mother had no idea that her son, her perfect son was getting serviced by a Huishe. If she only knew she would risk everything just to slaughter that cub and free her son from that seducer's clutches.
Right now she was seated on her snow-white throne with thick fur scattered all over the place and several toasty fireplaces lit keeping the large room warm. Winter was slowly approaching but because her lair was below ground on an island surrounded by chilly waters she could feel the cold already.
The fact that her body was not as good as before meant she was more vulnerable than a fit human being. To extend her life and reduce the risk of catching an ailment apart from her occasional outbursts the servants made her room so warm that Ji Wen felt like he was stepping into a sauna.
