Inside Yuhengzi's purification chamber, little Qinghe lay on the cold jade bed, the dark line between her eyebrows already spreading to the tip of her nose. Her ice-blue long hair had lost its former luster, and her lips had taken on an eerie, purplish-black hue.
"Brother Ling... I'm so cold..." Qinghe opened her eyes weakly, her pupils beginning to dilate.
Ling Xiao grasped her small, icy hand, his voice remarkably steady: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
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