"My poison was an accident!" he said.
Tonight, snow began to drift down again; outside the window, a few cold plum branches sprouted flower buds. The tender red was quickly concealed by the fluttering snowflakes.
Within the curtained bed, Youyou nestled tightly in the man's arms to escape the cold. Ancient mythological stories slowly flowed from his lips, which opened and closed rhythmically.
"Have you heard of the Sun Zhuzhao and the Dark Moon Youying?"
Gu Youyou shook her head, "The Dark Moon Youying must be the Youying Pearl, right? I don't know about the Sun Zhuzhao. Zhuzhao… could it be related to Zhuzhao Country?"
Jin Zijin hummed in acknowledgment and then added, "The Sun Zhuzhao and Dark Moon Youying are Sacred Beasts formed after the chaos of creation, representing the duality of Yin and Yang. From their duality came the Four Symbols, shaping the essence of heaven and earth. The Zhuzhao Pearl and the Youying Pearl are the inner cores of these two Sacred Beasts.