"Big brother, big brother, I want a scorpion too!"
"What's so great about scorpions? Centipedes are much prettier."
Gu Youyou shivered in disgust. What's this about scorpions and centipedes?
"Big brother, I want a scorpion too." The fourth young mistress pleaded, tugging on Yue Rujing's sleeve with her large, watery eyes.
Yue Rujing gently tousled the fourth young mistress's bun, speaking softly, "Didn't Fourth Sister say she liked snakes? Why do you want a scorpion now?"
"Because Second Sister said scorpions are pretty."
"Young master, young master, this maid also wants a scorpion."
"We want scorpions too..."
"Young master, this maid doesn't want a scorpion, this maid wants a toad."
Gu Youyou: "..." What on earth is happening?
She had intended to just take a look from afar and then leave, but this chilling conversation also piqued her curiosity.
Snakes, centipedes, scorpions, toads—where do these come from in the dead of winter?