"Crown Prince Brother."
Xue Ke slightly raised her head. Leaning against Ye Qiu's warm embrace, she weakly greeted Xue Qinghe.
Her voice was soft, carrying a trace of exhaustion.
Yet she still forced out a faint smile, trying to make herself look a little more spirited.
"I'm fine."
Xue Qinghe looked at Xue Ke, his eyes full of helpless affection. Half-jokingly, he said, "You were just telling your little lover that you were tired. Now that I'm here, you're suddenly fine?"
"..."
Xue Ke parted her small lips slightly, as though she wanted to explain something, but found herself at a loss for words. In the end, she could only lower her head helplessly, rendered speechless.
Her fair cheeks flushed slightly, revealing a touch of bashfulness.
Ye Qiu gently held Xue Ke and looked up at Xue Qinghe. With a faint apologetic smile, he softly said, "Brother Xue, please have someone prepare some food and send it over. I haven't had dinner either. After running around all day, I'm really a little hungry."
"Sure. I'll arrange it right away."
Xue Qinghe nodded, secretly shooting Ye Qiu a sharp look.
Then he turned and walked outside.
Watching Xue Qinghe's retreating figure gradually disappear, Xue Ke slowly raised her head. Her watery eyes were full of expectation as she looked at Ye Qiu, her voice trembling slightly as she asked, "Ye Qiu... do you think Senior Sea God can save Imperial Father?"
Hope burned in Xue Ke's eyes.
She stared fixedly at Ye Qiu, afraid of missing even the slightest change in his expression.
"That's hard to say."
Ye Qiu frowned slightly and shook his head uncertainly, helplessness in his eyes.
He patiently explained:
"Generally speaking, gods of the upper realm cannot interfere in the affairs of the lower realm at will.