Quick Transmute Beauty Transformation Project

Chapter 229, Empress Dowager of the Cold Palace
"What can't be cured?! You see that you didn't stutter in this sentence. You just paused in the middle. Why don't you stop to take a breath in the middle? You can't do it. At most, you can speak slowly." She stared at him arrogantly, as if she was competing with him for having bigger eyes.

Wei Lang didn't want to stare anymore, he snorted and turned his head away from looking at her.

Lin Anluo stood up with the quilt on her back, and Wei Lang, who suddenly lost his warmth and protection, shivered.

"It's a waste of my radish. What you threw away was enough for your lunch." Lin Anluo complained as she turned around and cut a dozen more slices. When she came back, she still made the same move, throwing the corner of the quilt on the boy's head, "Here. I’ve got it!”

Wei Lang didn't move.

"Hurry up!" Lin Anluo yelled again, violently like a middle-aged woman disciplining a child.

Wei Lang stretched out two fingers, grabbed the quilt, and slowly, little by little, pulled it towards his shoulders, typical of being tough and not soft, hesitating and struggling between compromising with her and maintaining his self-esteem.

Lin Anluo simply covered him with the quilt, knelt down to roast the radish, and asked by the way, "Do you want to eat baked eggs?"

The daily quarrel between the two resulted in the failure of Wei Lang's small self-esteem again. He raised his hand to prop up the quilt, placed it on top of the two of them, and replied sullenly, "Eat"

That night, the cold wind howled like a beast roaring, and it snowed all night. When Lin Anluo went out, the sky just cleared up, and the snow in the yard piled up. The ground was soft and white, and the soil underneath was invisible. Hanging ice cones, the sun shines and reflects crystal light.

She hugged her arms and rubbed them, and it happened that Qiu Rong came cursingly from the direction of Feng Zhaoyi's yard, holding a frozen steamed bun in her hand.

"Hey, you're up. It's really early for our Bodhisattva Queen." Qiu Rong had a bad expression when she saw her. "If I weren't afraid that you would starve to death and be unable to do your job, I wouldn't have given you food. You are really Bodhisattva heart, after feeding the fourth prince, do you feel that you are so powerful that you can save the world, and you even fed the crazy woman next door?"

Lin Anluo opened her mouth blankly, "Huh?"

"You pretend, you pretend to me, the crazy woman hasn't eaten for several days, and you even contracted her food? You contracted it and you didn't tell me, it made me feel old in such a cold day Get up early to give her steamed buns, the floor is so damn slippery, I almost fell." Qiu Rong was still scolding.

Lin Anluo was even more puzzled, "I didn't feed her."

"Then why doesn't she eat and wants to starve to death?" Qiu Rong didn't believe her.

Lin Anluo looked at Qiu Rong, who was dressed like a bear, and thought of Feng Zhaoyi, whom she had met once before, and suddenly had a premonition in her heart. She spoke slowly in a few words, "Is it possible, Feng Zhaoyi, has... It’s gone?”

Qiu Rong's eyes widened, and she suddenly turned her head to look behind her. The direction of Feng Zhaoyi's yard was quiet, not even the birds visited.

Feng Zhaoyi did indeed disappear without a sound.

Maybe it was too cold and she died of the cold, or maybe she was sick. She probably died in her room on the day she started not eating.

When the guards carried her body out wrapped in sackcloth, Qiu Rong followed behind and murmured, "It's none of my business, I deliver food to her every day, and there is a tank in front of her door to fill her with water." Drink, winter clothes are distributed to her every time, but she doesn’t wear them herself, and this year it’s suddenly so cold that she died of the cold.”

The guard who carried the corpse said disgustedly, "I know, I know, I didn't say anything about you, you should move away, it's blocking the way."

(End of this chapter)