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The ice crystals refracted tiny light spots in the morning light as Aelia embedded the last Starlight Stone into the Defensive Nexus. Qin Si rushed up the spiral staircase, holding her skirt.
The little maid, Hair Bun, had Frost Flowers caught in her hair, and the frostbitten Luna beamed with joy. "Madam! The Lord's horse-drawn carriage has arrived at Black Pine Forest!"
Luna kicked her embroidered swaddling cloth in the Lustrous Cradle, causing Colorful Bubbles to collide and make the Lily of the Valley Wind Chime jingle.
Brother San came running with an ancient scroll from the Library of Hidden Books. The newly sprouted Emerald Color Halo atop his staff reflected the remaining snow into flowing Bixie.
He stumbled and leaned against the Relief Obsidian Pillar. On his wrist, where the sleeve had slipped down, a Violet Mark that had emerged last night mingled with the Castle Barrier Resonance.
As the sound of Horseshoes shattering the Ice Surface echoed, Aelia stood at the top of the Twelve Steps of Xuanbing.
When she handed Luna to Qin Si, her fingertip gently pressed on the baby's neck—there lay a crescent-shaped Luna, so faint it was nearly invisible, which had turned into a brilliant Silver White after being touched by bubbles last night.
"Father!" The eldest brother hurried over from the West Tower, leaning on his Dragonbone Staff. The gloom that usually clouded his brow was lightened by a glimmer of hope.
His damaged Magic Circuit suddenly resonated as he approached the Main Hall, as if sensing a familiar magical aura.
The Second Brother silently wiped Leonard's Sword. The sapphire embedded in the hilt reflected a melting snowman in the courtyard—that was what he had built for Luna three days ago.
Leonard's cloak carried the sharp scent of pine unique to the Northern Territory but transformed into a fine mist as he stepped into the barrier's warmth.
His hand froze mid-motion as he glanced at his wife's newly adorned Snow Owl feather ornament in her hair, something he had hunted for their wedding.
"In these past six months..." Aelia knelt in greeting when her skirt's Star Pattern Embroidery flickered unexpectedly. "Seventeen Watchtowers in the Northern Territory have been destroyed by magical beasts, and the children..."
"Mother reinforced the East Wing Barrier with Blood Curse half a month ago." The eldest brother abruptly interrupted, his Dragonbone Staff striking heavily against the Family Crest on the Peacock Stone Tiles. "Third Brother's Ancient Magic has finally broken through its bottleneck, and Second Brother's sword..."
Leonard raised his hand to stroke his wife's hair when Luna suddenly let out a loud sneeze.
Twelve Magic Chandeliers hanging from the Dome dimmed simultaneously, and a strip of bandage slipped from Lord's sleeve, faintly revealing a Dark Purple Magic Pattern.
Aelia's pupils contracted sharply—that was the unique healing mark of the Black Marsh Ancient Shaman.
"The study has acquired some Long Blood Ink," she stepped back to avoid her husband's hand, the Moonstone Earrings chiming softly as they clashed. "Third Young Master Lucius will be attempting to draw the Ancient Teleportation Array tonight."
As the Main Hall was left with only the crackling sound of the fireplace, Luna's Silver Spoon suddenly fell beneath the Long Table.
When Qin Si bent down to pick it up, he caught sight of Lord's Boot Sole smeared with a pale pink petal—there were no flowering plants within a hundred miles of the Glorious Demon Fortress.
"Does Father know the consequences of the Blood Curse backlash?" The eldest brother suddenly crossed his Dragonbone Staff in front of him, the runes Emerging along its shaft were surprisingly similar to the bubbles Luna had expelled last night. "Three Days Ago, a magical beast attacked, and Mother nearly..."
"Lucius discovered something interesting in the attic last night." Aelia cradled Luna back into her arms; the baby's small hand accurately pressed against her wrist where a scar had already vanished. "The Steward seems particularly interested in the Defensive Formation Diagram of the East Wing."
Leonard rubbed Shan Na's shoulder as she turned, and suddenly, Second Brother's Leonard's Sword slid half an inch out of its sheath.
The sword's light reflected off Lord's neck, where a Dark Pattern faintly appeared, resembling the Qing Gu totem passed down from Black Marsh.
Brother San huddled in the shadows with an ancient scroll, the light at the tip of his staff dimming as Father moved.
As night fell and Luna was carried to the nursery, Qin Si held up a lantern that illuminated freshly turned soil in the courtyard.
The Florist mentioned that Madam had ordered all the nightingale roses removed and replaced them with Moonlight Lilies that could purify Magic Aura.
When the bell tolled at Midnight, a sound of shattering porcelain came from behind a window adorned with violets—that was Eldest Son dropping the Ailya's Birthday Rune gift given by Father.
At this moment, Luna lay nestled in her blankets, her Chubby Palm resting on a warm egg.
This was something she had found among the Black Rose bushes earlier that day; on its shell were drawn Mandala Flower patterns in Invisible Ink.
As the castle rang its bell for the third time, a fine crack suddenly appeared on the eggshell, oozing out sweet Yixiang—much like Leonard's Concubine had concocted in the Original Huan Xin Mo Yao.
As the moonlight spilled over Luna's small bed, the mysterious egg suddenly rolled off the floor.
The infant let out a cry, startling Qin Si, who hurriedly lifted the lamp to check, only to see a half-pink petal flash past in the corner, identical to what she had seen during the day.
When the morning light stained the window lattice red, Luna clutched the cracked eggshell, twisting into a stubborn little braid in Qin Si's arms.
A hairpin made of mother-of-pearl from Aelia's dressing table suddenly fell to the ground, striking and shattering the surface of the purple crystal cluster that had formed on the eggshell—this was a secretion from the corrupted heart vine unique to Black Marsh.
"Madam, be careful!" Qin Si wrapped the shards in a handkerchief embroidered with a purification spell, but his fingertip trembled violently upon touching the remaining pink petal. "This pattern... could it be that woven fragrance pouch you gifted to Lord for protection during the avalanche in Northern Territory years ago?"
Aelia's moonstone pendant on her earlobe suddenly burst forth with a cold light, causing ripples to appear on the surface of the dressing mirror.
Reflected in the mirror was a winter night from twenty years ago, where Leonard, newly appointed as a magical knight, opened a barrier against the ice spikes of the Snow Wolf King amidst wind and snow.
At that time, nestled within his armor was precisely the moonlight lily she had secretly pinned there.
"Back then, Lord used this scent pouch's starshine pollen to brew an antidote for you after falling victim to the soul-devouring curse..." Qin Si's voice trailed off as Luna suddenly pressed the eggshell against Aelia's wrist.
The scar that had once vanished now bore emerging black patterns resembling spider webs, perfectly aligning with the mandala design on the inner wall of the eggshell.
【This Leonard's Concubine actually used the formula from Mother to save Father for her curse!】 Luna kicked her legs in frustration within her swaddling, bubbles wrapped in milk fragrance colliding against Aelia's emerald necklace.
This necklace was originally crafted from the first ice dragon tusk Leonard had hunted; at this moment, it reflected the dark pattern that had seeped from his cuff last night.
Aelia suddenly gripped the edge of the grooming table tightly as moonlight rose and blue blood fern juice splashed across the surface of the eggshell.
The purple-black liquid began to boil violently, transforming into a map of Northern Territory—seventeen destroyed watchtower locations perfectly coincided with Leonard's movements over the past six months.
"Go check the East Wing Defense Array." As Aelia's skirt swept across the floor, the dark pattern suddenly morphed into chains that ensnared her ankle but dissolved instantly upon touching one of Luna's expelled bubbles.
Qin Si watched the swaying figure of the mistress, her eyes reddening as she carried Luna to the fireplace, where the flames danced, revealing the phantom of a ritual dance from twenty years ago on their wedding night.
As twilight enveloped Castle Spire, Luna seized the opportunity while Brother San was engrossed in studying ancient scrolls, rolling into the kitchen to steal some enchanted chicken legs.
However, just as her chubby little hand reached for the Liuli Jar, she was bounced back by a shimmering emerald barrier—Brother San's wand had somehow found its way into the Honey Silver Cauldron.
"You little glutton," Brother San said, flicking the bow on top of Luna's head. A yellowed Magic Recipe fell out from the scroll.
Luna's eyes widened in surprise; it was written in Ancient Elvish Language that the "Love Gu Antidote" required "Phoenix Tears," and the accompanying illustration clearly depicted a Mandala Flower on an eggshell!
As the Evening Prayer Bell rang, Luna pretended to knock over her Crystal Baby Bottle, seizing the chance to sneak three Blazing Fire Eggs from the basket.
When Qin Si changed her into nightclothes, the eggs in her Dark Bag were warmed by her body heat, and magical patterns resembling pink petals gradually appeared on their shells.
At midnight, moonlight crept up to Luna's Lustrous Cradle.
Suddenly, a faint cracking sound came from the eggs hidden beneath the down comforter, accompanied by soft "Jiu Jiu" cries that seeped through the Gap of her blanket.
As the Nightwatch Maid passed by, she caught sight of a half piece of starry pink petal rolling out from a crack in the floor, identical to what she had found in the study that morning.
A hum resonated suddenly from the barrier on the West Side of the castle, startling a flock of crows that swept past Luna's window.
On the last feather that fell from a crow, there faintly reflected a melting snow pile in the garden's shadow—a shape strikingly reminiscent of a slender figure cloaked in a cape.
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