Gong Beiming opened the room door under the dim light of the corridor.
Dressed in a white nightgown, Bai Luowei stood shivering slightly in the hallway. Her voice was soft and tender, "Beiming, here are some pills. If you happen to have a headache, take a few!"
"No need! I haven't had an attack in a long time..." Gong Beiming replied with a cold face.
"Ah, Beiming!" Bai Luowei hadn't finished speaking when the door slammed shut heavily.
The next morning, a group set off for the ancestral tomb...
Gong Tingxuan was still wearing a cold expression, saying little along the way.
Han Yi looked like she had been crying, her eyes red...
On the way to the tomb, Chi Xiaoyu saw that mysterious Ice Sculpture Castle covered in white snow. Most of its exposed areas, when hit by sunlight, resembled a beautiful Crystal Palace. Coupled with the magnificent rime scenery around, this place indeed seemed like the territory of the Ice Snow Queen.
The tomb was near this Ice Sculpture Castle...
