"The emperor's physician came personally to examine your brother. Neither he nor the physicians in the pavilion believe they will be able to restore the prince's entire genital area."
A firm, cold voice echoed behind Meilin as she walked through a wide, quiet courtyard, feeling Qingyi stroke her hair.
That voice belonged to one of the gold king's shadows, who disappeared immediately after delivering the message.
"Hm... he got what he deserved, aren't you happy?" Qingyi asked, sitting down on a nearby chair before immediately pulling Meilin onto his lap, giving her butt a gentle pat.
"Yes, I'm just... anxious. He doesn't have much power, but his mother is a vicious bitch with a high chance of advancing to the astral body realm. She's even more talented than my father."
"I'm just afraid she'll do something against husband, or try to ruin our marriage. She wasn't a very pleasant guest at my mother's wedding."
"Can't your father just not invite her?"
