Su Muyao looked at Xie Guixue's unwavering expression, and her heart was deeply moved.
She gently leaned against his back.
Xie Guixue carefully lifted her onto his back.
At this moment, leaning on his back brought Su Muyao a sense of security, and even the scent on him felt comforting.
Xie Guixue steadily carried her step by step toward the Ice Palace, still needed to prepare dinner, he couldn't let her go hungry.
Thinking about her being hungry, Xie Guixue felt unbearable distress.
Once inside the Ice Palace, Su Muyao was taken aback, "Why has it changed here?"
Before it was a palace made of ice crystals, with a touch of coldness that was beneficial to Xie Guixue's body. Now, it's transformed into a wooden palace, with furniture made of rosewood, no longer the cold appearance of the Ice Palace, but instead, there's a trace of warmth and no chill.
"Did you turn the Ice Palace into this?"
"Yes, I thought it might be better this way."
