Beneath the tree.
I was a little confused by the feeling of being watched that I'd been getting lately.
Who on earth was it?
Peeping at me every day—was that really so much fun?
If you had the guts, come out and let me, Ye Xiaoyao, see who you were.
I'd make sure to put you on my little blacklist.
Was I, Ye Xiaoyao, some rare treasure or something?
I didn't understand, and I didn't respect it.
But seriously, go die.
In the bushes.
Shuang Yue felt a little gloomy.
"Let's go. Your Highness Xiaoyao is already unhappy. It'll affect the little kitten who hasn't been born yet."
The words Yue Wuhua had been about to say got stuck in her throat.
She'd nearly dashed out just then to demand on the spot what kind of bewitching potion Ye Xiaoyao had given her junior sister. Since when did dating require some cat "master's" approval?
Could someone please tell her?
What game were Ye Xiaoyao and her junior sister playing?
At that moment.
Yue Wuhua had to admit she was old. She completely failed to understand the pastimes young people these days enjoyed immersing themselves in.
The feeling of being watched gradually faded, and I slowly relaxed. Taking tiny steps, I sat down on a wooden stool and reached out to stroke the little one in my belly.
"Baby."
"What... name would you like?"
Since this was my first child, I felt even more attached to her, so I wanted to give her the very best I could.
Of course, nobody could answer me. I puffed out my cheeks, a little dejected.
Come to think of it, did the Cultivation World need prenatal education?
I had a feeling a child who inherited the Female Protagonist's genes would be clever. She was already showing signs of something extraordinary before she was even born, so she probably didn't need to be raised like an ordinary person.
Speaking of names.
There was no way she'd take Ye Qingxian's surname.
I was the one having this child, so naturally she could only share my surname.
Suppose—
You insisted that I had the same surname as Ye Qingxian.
What difference did that make?
My surname was Ye because I'd taken Ye Qingxian's surname.
My daughter's surname would be Ye because she'd taken mine. How could those be the same?
The explanation and the origin were completely different.
The little one would be surnamed Ye because she took my surname, not because she took Ye Qingxian's and ended up with Ye.
Soft footsteps sounded nearby.
Ye Qingxian appeared in front of me, and my gaze settled on her jade-like toes.
What rotten luck. I'd barely stepped outside and already run into Ye Qingxian.
She was like a ghost that wouldn't leave me alone. I rolled my eyes and was just about to leave.
Ye Qingxian stubbornly blocked my way.
"Are you sick?" I opened with an insult, intent on driving her off with sheer rudeness. "You come looking for me all the time, no matter what's going on. What, do you like me?"
Ye Qingxian was stunned.
For the first time, an unnatural flush appeared on her face.
I gave a pleased little hum. Nice try. You're just an innocent Female Protagonist—how could you hope to fight me, the Demon King?
Do you even know how to spell "evil"?
I'd disgust you to death.
Ye Qingxian actually answered me very seriously. "The reason... I don't know either. I was wandering around and ended up here. I wanted to see what you were doing."
"You're still my junior sister, after all. I was the one who brought you up the mountain. It's only natural that I can't stop worrying about you."
Seeing Ye Qingxian answer so seriously, even I, the one who'd asked the question, was dumbfounded.
Wouldn't a normal person have just cursed me out for teasing them like that?
Who would actually give a serious answer?
What was going on with the Female Protagonist?
It felt like something was starting to go wrong.
But it was only natural for the Female Protagonist to be acting strangely. She was bound to go off the rails in the future, so it made perfect sense for there to be signs already. The Male Lead probably hadn't shown up for so long that her matchmaking illness was acting up, and she couldn't help finding herself a bit of fun.
I quickly understood and looked at the Female Protagonist before me with a hint of sympathy in my eyes.
What a wonderful Female Protagonist. I wondered which Male Lead would end up being tormented over and over by her future madness.
What a prize this crazy woman would be for him.
Heh heh heh. I laughed like a pig in my heart, brushed off my little skirt, and held up my spotless hands. "I'll be off."
"If you're really that bored, you can go raise pigs."
"Anyway, you're not welcome here."
Ye Qingxian fell silent.
She'd managed to reach the point where Xiaoyao couldn't stand her, and she hadn't even done anything wrong.
Who could she even complain to?
Her gaze followed her junior sister as she spoke, finally settling on those little lips that kept going blah blah blah. Her lovely red lips were as tempting as jelly, yet they always managed to say things that made people angry.
An idea came to her.
Perhaps Yue Wuhua's approach hadn't been entirely wrong, after all.
Those little lips went blah blah blah all day, without saying a single nice thing. Listening to that every day really did get on one's nerves—
Ye Qingxian was gradually beginning to understand how Yue Wuhua felt about Shuang Yue.
Only, unfortunately,
she had a strong sense of morality. Like Yue Wuhua, if she kissed someone, she'd have to take responsibility.
Otherwise, if she gave her a little taste, Ye Xiaoyao would surely stop talking like this.
Ye Qingxian suddenly pictured a scene in her mind.
What would happen if she kissed her junior sister once?
Would she react the same way Shuang Yue had?
By then, Ye Xiaoyao had already left, but Ye Qingxian was still thinking about it.
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