I Have Yet to Become a Doll Today
Chapter 1005 Ice Queen 16

Chapter 1005: Chapter 1005 Ice Queen 16

The blooming bud had no layered fragrant petals, but a circle of fine sharp teeth, like a ready-to-snap animal trap, clamping down on Ed’s finger!

Having been bitten by the flower seedling he had tenderly nurtured himself, Ed was greatly frightened! He screamed while desperately shaking his hand! Trying to break free from the tightly biting bud!

Blood beads splattered, the ground and snow stained with specks of red, and the soil splashed all around.

Chang Weicai stared blankly, not knowing how to help Ed, until a sharp pain hit him, jolting him back to reality—

Looking down, his rosebud had also opened, inside were the same fine teeth.

The tiny green bud greedily clamped onto his finger, blood droplets falling one by one...

Meanwhile, the panicked Ed was frantically pulling at the rose!

Stems and roots were ripped apart! Leaves trampled underfoot! By the time Ed finally pulled his finger free, the rose seedling had been ravaged beyond recognition.

He came to his senses, holding his blood-drenched finger, surveying the chaotic scene, his face turning progressively paler.

The rose was dead, and he would not survive either...

"Old man, what should I do..." Ed looked over blankly, his eyes fixated on Chang Weicai, "My flower is dead... What should I do..."

He walked towards Chang Weicai, his expression both helpless and frantic.

One step, two steps... three steps...

Ice shards formed under his feet, frost covering his face, he walked slower and slower.

"What to do... what to do... old man, please help me..."

Chang Weicai felt tremendous pain, even though the other was his enemy, seeing a living person turn into an ice block right before his eyes, as if life were just a joke, inflicted immense heartache on him!

Ed eventually stopped.

One hand remained outstretched towards Chang Weicai, frozen in place, motionless.

Chang Weicai couldn’t bear to look any longer, lowering his head.

The surrounding temperature was dropping.

Chang Weicai knew, the Ice Queen was here. She had punished Ed, who hurt the rose, and now she came to check his rose.

Chang Weicai looked down at his own rose seedling.

The bud still clung to him, its circle of fine teeth like saw blades, gnawing his fingertips into a bloody mess—this was no rose, but a monster that relished human flesh.

Enduring the pain, Chang Weicai tried to pinch the bud with his other hand to make it release its grip.

But it was like a venomous snake latched onto its prey, refusing to let go no matter what!

He couldn’t exert more force.

No matter how much it seemed like a monster, its body was still the fragile rose, and continuing with force would harm the bud and its roots.

The Ice Queen stood nearby, silently watching, not making a sound, seemingly curious about how this old man would handle this dilemma.

Should he continue to endure the pain, or pinch it off? Crush it? Trample it?

Ten fingers connected to the heart, and the pain caused Chang Weicai to sweat profusely in this cold palace.

He took a deep breath, slowly bent down, picked up a bowl of water from beside the brazier, aimed at the cracked mouth of the bud, and poured it over—

The small bud was instantly filled with water, unable to swallow in time, choked coughing a few times; deftly, it spit out Chang Weicai’s finger.

Chang Weicai immediately stepped back several steps, to avoid being bitten again.

The Ice Queen slowly spoke: "That’s rare... you’re the first who hasn’t harmed it, why?"

Chang Weicai bit open his sleeve, tore off a strip of cloth to bandage himself and stop the bleeding, his voice old and hoarse: "It’s just a child, raised with hard work, how could I bear to hurt it..."

"Can’t bear to, huh..." the woman looked at the small bud.

Light green sepals stained with bright red blood, it seemed unwilling, shaking its branches, opening and closing its serrated teeth, creaking, creaking...

The woman sighed regretfully: "Even though it’s just a child, it still hurts people, and when bitten, it hurts too."

The restless bud, still wanting to take another bite, danced its branches and touched the brazier, immediately being scorched, sharply retracting.

The woman softly said: "See, it doesn’t listen at all, not only does it hurt people, it also harms itself."