Free Web NovelThe wing room was not secluded, yet its surroundings were remarkably quiet, with the central courtyard, which should have been filled with exotic flowers and plants, now entirely withered, leaving only a cold fragrance.
“Ying Bing, time for lunch.”
Ying Mother gently knocked on the door, and when no sound came from within, she pushed it open.
Li Mo shivered, not having felt this cold in a long time, but he still peered into the room.
Sunlight poured in from the window, and dust motes danced in the light, illuminating the recently finished game of chess on the tea table.
The little girl sat quietly before the chessboard, her festive red dress, yet she wore it with an air of noble elegance and breathtaking beauty.
Little Ice Cube’s face was delicate, carrying a tranquility that did not belong to her age.
She didn't yet possess that Immortal Qi, but she carried a faint Spiritual Qi; if her eyelashes hadn’t trembled slightly just now, she would truly have been mistaken for a noble porcelain doll.
She looked back, a hint of confusion in her eyes.
“This is Li Uncle’s child; you’ve met him before.”
Ying Mother introduced, opening the food box.
Little Ice Cube didn’t seem to remember him?
Li Mo was thoughtful.
At this point, they had only met once. If she were to remember him, would that mean her subconscious was recovering, and the dream would end?
“Ying Bing, I cooked your favorite dishes for you.”
“Mother, I’m not hungry.”
The little girl’s voice was soft and crisp.
“You barely ate anything yesterday,” Ying Mother said worriedly.
Little Ice Cube nodded, opened her mouth to take a bite of food, then immediately frowned.
After only two bites, she tightly closed her lips, unwilling to eat more.
“Aunt, who was playing chess with her?”
Li Mo hopped onto the opposite side of the tea table and sat down.
“She plays against herself; no one in the family has been able to beat her for a long time.”
“Then how about a game with me?”
Little Li had a profound and cool demeanor.
“?”
She lifted her eyes, the ice and snow within them seemingly ceasing to fall.
Dazed Little Ice Cube.jpg.
Li Mo smiled inwardly. Ying Bing’s appearance as a child, to others, would likely make them think this little girl was a bit abnormal.
But in his eyes, there was an inexplicable contrast of cuteness, especially when she was spacing out.
So cute.
“Coming? I have a new way of playing; connecting five pieces wins. Want to play a round?”
Little Ying Bing said nothing, but her small hands began to clear the black and white pieces from the table.
It seems Ice Cube has had a strong desire to win since she was little....
Ying Mother was a bit surprised; she had never seen her daughter actively interested in anything.
But what surprised her even more was this:
Ten minutes later.
Her daughter, who even Go masters found themselves inferior to, actually lost!
Although it wasn't Go, merely connecting five pieces was clearly simpler.
“Impressive, right?”
Little Li Mo had the air of a big Ice Cube.
Little Ying Bing narrowed her eyes slightly:
“In this game, the person who goes first will always win.”
“!”
Li Mo leaned back slightly.
He had lost many rounds and pondered hard to figure this out; truly worthy of being Ice Cube, even in her Cub Version , she’s still terrifying!
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Little Ying Bing subconsciously nodded and proactively picked up her chopsticks.
When the food reached her mouth, her beautiful eyes lost focus for a moment, as if she didn't quite understand why she had acted so naturally upon hearing him say to eat.
Ying Mother covered her mouth in astonishment.
Her daughter had always been cold, and even more so after falling ill. She rarely showed emotional fluctuations, even to her parents.
Now, she actually....
“Aunt, can I go out for a walk with Ying Bing later?”
Li Mo remained calm, but joy filled his heart.
In Ice Cube’s subconscious, she still remembered him.
It’s working!
“Ying Bing?” Ying Mother looked at her daughter with an inquiring gaze, her tone a little excited.
Her daughter had been confined to the house for a long time; if this continued, she was truly afraid she would fall ill from it.
“Ying Bing, take me out to play for a bit.”
Little Li said earnestly.
Indeed, although Li Mo was a mischievous Devil King in his private school days, he was undeniably cute with his delicate features, even when serious.
“Mm...”
Little Ying Bing’s pink cheeks moved slightly, and she responded in a voice as soft as a mosquito’s buzz before taking small bites of her meal.
After eating.
Li Mo was the first to walk out the door; the threshold was a bit high, so he bounced over it.
Little Ying Bing put down her bowl and chopsticks, and under her mother’s encouraging gaze, she lifted the hem of her rose-red brocade skirt. Just as she was about to step onto the ❖ Nоvеl𝚒ght ❖ (Exclusive on Nоvеl𝚒ght) threshold before jumping down, a hand reached out to her.
She looked up in a daze, finding the little boy bathed in the courtyard sunlight, his face radiating a cheerful smile.
“Let’s go.”
“Mm.”
Little Ying Bing was momentarily dazed; before her mind could decide, her body had already given the answer.
By the time she reacted, her small hand was already warm, held by another, slightly larger small hand.
Ying Mother: “?”
She just tidied up the dishes, what else did she miss?
And.
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The three returned to the bustling and noisy ancestral hall.
“Little sister is willing to go out?”
“Am I blind? Or am I not awake yet?”
“Hiss... If you’re not awake, why are you pinching me?!”
“And she was led out by another child!”
“Is that Li Family’s boy?”
Don’t let Ice Cube’s small size fool you; her seniority in the Ying Family was not low, and some children of her generation were roughly the same age as her.
The Ying Family disciples outside, seeing the two emerging from the courtyard, rubbed their eyes, having all heard about this little sister.
Now that they saw her come out, it was even more lively than New Year’s.
“Husband, look quickly.”
“Hm?”
Ying Xu Liang was chatting with a friend, but when he turned his head, he saw the pair of little ones walking out hand in hand.
They looked like a golden boy and jade girl.
It was a good thing that his daughter was willing to go out.
But they say a daughter is her father’s little cotton-padded jacket, yet his little cotton-padded jacket not only leaked wind but was also made of ice.
Counting on his fingers, she hadn’t spoken more than ten words to him in three days, and his daughter’s icy cleverness often made him, as a father, feel his intelligence suppressed.
Now, she was actually being led by another family’s boy, looking serene and well-behaved?
The old father’s feelings were complex, excited yet inexplicably mixed with melancholy.
“Ying Uncle, what’s wrong?”
Little Li took Ying Bing and stood before the couple.
Somehow, being looked at by Ying Uncle’s gaze, he felt a little nervous.
“Nothing. You two go play; don’t run too far.”
“.....”
Looking at the lively Ying Family ancestral hall, Li Mo’s lips moved, but in the end, he only nodded and agreed.
Tonight, when the Ying Family performs the ancestral sacrifice, everyone will die.
But he was just a child; who would believe such gloomy words on New Year’s? It would be good if he wasn’t chased out.
Moreover.
This was a dream.
