Geying also looked at her master in confusion for a moment before hastily helping to dress her master.
"Your Highness, did not you notice the weird look that little ermine gave you just now?"
"You think so too?"
Geying nodded emphatically. "This maidservant feels that it was the gaze one would give a lecher!"
Ming Asi: …
Thank you very much! But This Highness does not have such heavy tastes!
After scrambling out from Ming Asi's yurt, the indignant and grieving Qiao Mu started digging into the glacier. No, she was furiously shaving ice to calm her emotions!
Calm down. She could not panic right now!
She must stay cool-headed!
This! Curse!
This curse!
There must be a way to undo this soul-separation curse.
After undoing it, her soul would certainly drift back on its own!
AH—
