The biting cold penetrated from every pore in the limbs and bones, as if the bone marrow was frozen into ice slag.
Su Jinxi huddled in the haystack of the dilapidated house. The thin prison clothes on her body had already been soaked by the snow water that leaked in. It stuck to her skin wetly, taking away the last remaining body temperature.
It was like an invisible hand was churning wildly in her stomach, and the cramps of hunger made her eyes darken.
Squeak——
The wooden door that was about to fall apart when pushed was kicked open, and a high-pitched voice followed, like ice being tempered.
"Hey, the useless queen, are you still breathing?"
A thin eunuch, Chang De, was standing at the door holding his nose and looking at her with disdain.
