A vicious female is trapped in a beastly hell.

Chapter 512 Small Ice Sculpture

As Shen Tang turned around, she caught a glimpse of a blue figure disappearing out of the corner of her eye. She paused, looked towards the door, and murmured, "A-Lan..."

She threw down the snowball and hurried to the door, but the young man was nowhere to be seen, only a series of shallow footprints were left behind.

Shen Tang suddenly lost her playful mood, and a bittersweet sadness welled up in her heart.

Since her return, the two have been keeping their distance. Jialan no longer takes the initiative to contact her, and even avoids her intentionally or unintentionally, always making excuses that she is busy. Her attitude towards her is also particularly cold.

She had tried to contact Jialan several times in the past few days to ease tensions, but it didn't seem to be working.

She knew he was still angry about that incident, but didn't know how to appease him.

Jialan is proud and often throws tantrums, mostly at outsiders, such as when a factory delivers the wrong goods or a distributor miscalculates the accounts. But she can usually calm her down with a little coaxing. For some reason, this time is particularly difficult!
Shen Tang could sense that their relationship was gradually growing distant. She wanted to try to repair it, but it seemed as if an invisible force was pushing them apart.

Her mood couldn't help but sink.

Xiao Jin and Xue Yinzhou both noticed her emotions and stopped their open and covert fighting.

Xiao Jin walked up to her, brushed the snow off her hair, and asked softly, "Tangtang, what's wrong? Is it too cold outside? It's all my fault, why don't we go back inside?"

Shen Tang shook her head and said softly, "I'm fine, just a little sad..."

She knelt down, scooped up a handful of pure white snow, and gently kneaded it. Soon, a small fish sculpted from the snow appeared in her palm.

“Someone might be even more upset than me, but I don’t know how to comfort him…”

It goes without saying who this "he" refers to.

Even Xue Yinzhou could see the subtle changes in the relationship between Shen Tang and Jia Lan these past few days.

He pursed his lips, reluctant but even more unwilling to see the female upset. "You can go talk to him. If he doesn't say anything—"

They tied him up and tortured him to extract a confession!

Before Xue Yinzhou could finish his sentence, the female stood up and nodded emphatically, "Yes, you're right! I'm going to talk to him!"

Shen Tang looked at the two beastmen, a smile returning to her beautiful face. "You two go back first. I'm going over there. I must have a good talk with him this time."

……

Jialan returned to the palace and watched as the snow-covered pool in the courtyard gradually froze over.

He twitched his fingertips, but ultimately ignored it, turning back to the bathroom in his room to take off his clothes.

The young man was slender and tall, yet perfectly proportioned, like an ancient Greek sculpture.

He soaked in the bathtub, his hands lazily resting on the edge, and closed his eyes.

Wisps of white mist veiled the glass door. Most of his body was submerged in the water, with his chest above the surface. Under the light, his skin was dazzlingly white, and his collarbone was as exquisite as carved jade. He exuded a unique allure and charm.

Despite being immersed in warm water, Jialan felt inexplicably lonely and cold, as if she were in a bottomless abyss.

A seductive voice occasionally rang in his ears, growing clearer and clearer, disturbing his fragile emotions...

Suddenly, Jialan heard a noise and opened her eyes to look outside the door.

Shen Tang arrived at Jia Lan's palace, entered the room, and called out twice, but saw no one. Suddenly, she heard the sound of running water coming from the bathroom, so she went over, looked at the fogged glass door, and softly called, "Ah Lan~"

Through the glass door, Jialan could clearly hear the female voice. She deliberately softened her tone, making it sound even more gentle and sweet... This was a trick she often used when she was being coquettish.

His heart raced, yet a bittersweet ache lingered within it. Jia Lan's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, her voice clear and indifferent, like the snowflakes falling outside the window, "...Why are you here? Weren't you playing in the snow with Xiao Jin and the others?"

"I came here specifically to find you." Shen Tang walked to the door.

The glass door was fogged up, and she couldn't see the vague figure inside, let alone discern the young man's expression.

You can only judge something from his voice.

His cold tone was a deliberate attempt to suppress his emotions. Sure enough, he was still angry about what happened that day.

We need to coax him properly!
Shen Tang said softly, "What happened that day was my fault, I apologize to you."

“…I’m not angry.” Jialan looked at the glass door and said calmly, “I’m not a childish little kid.”

“People who keep things to themselves are more childish than children.” The glass door was opened, and Shen Tang walked in.

Jia Lan was taken aback, seemingly not expecting her to barge in. He slumped down, a blush rising on his fair face. "You... why did you barge in without a word?"

Shen Tang put her hands behind her back and looked at him unhappily, "We're partners, do we have to be so formal?"

She glanced at him with a smile and teased, "You've seen everyone you needed to see, and done everything you needed to do. When did you become so distant with me?"

Jialan turned her face away, deliberately avoiding looking at her, as if she didn't want to talk.

Shen Tang pouted and narrowed her eyes dangerously. "You've been avoiding me lately, and when I come to find you, you're the same way... Could it be that you have another female outside?"

Jialan immediately turned to look at her and hurriedly retorted, "I didn't!"

"Then why are you avoiding me? Why don't you want to see me? Why won't you accept my... apology?" Shen Tang looked at him and asked softly.

Jialan suddenly couldn't meet her gaze, lowered her head and murmured, "I don't know... I've just been feeling really confused lately..."

The young man had a cool and refined appearance, especially his pair of azure eyes, which were like a deep and beautiful sea, drawing one's soul in. At this moment, he was frowning, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, his face showing pain and confusion, making one's heart break and want to hug and kiss him.

Shen Tang actually did it. She leaned in and gently kissed him on the cheek. "Can't you even tell me what's bothering you?"

Feeling the warm and sweet kiss from the female, a long-lost and wonderful sensation, Jialan felt the defenses she had painstakingly built up crumble!
His cheeks flushed even more, and he murmured softly, "I can't... play in the snow with you anymore."

"Huh? What nonsense are you talking about? I can go with you anytime you want to play in the snow, we can go right now."

Shen Tang reached out from behind her back and handed over something. "Look at the gift I gave you. Guess what it is."

Jialan stared intently at what she held in her hand.

It was a small snow sculpture, but unfortunately it had melted and become somewhat indistinct, so I couldn't recognize it at first glance.

Jialan said disdainfully, "So ugly."

Shen Tang's cat-like eyes widened in displeasure. "This is you! Can't you tell it's a little fish? I spent so long and failed so many times before it finally took shape... It's all because it melted in my palm the whole way. It looked so beautiful when I first made it!"

Jialan watched as she furrowed her brows, her face scrunched up in distress, and couldn't help but chuckle, clearly not believing her self-praise. "Idiot."

His long, slender fingers gently gathered a ball of icy blue light, and fine snowflakes sprinkled into his palm, transforming and coalescing into a small, exquisite ice sculpture, a work of art in itself.

A round, chubby kitten is sitting obediently on the ground, with a small fish in its mouth.

I need to work out the outline these next few days~ Goodnight!