Wuya Sect had been sealed off for nearly four months.
To me, it felt like an awfully long time. To other cultivators, it was just a blink of an eye.
What I'd been through these days had made each day feel like a year.
Just dealing with Ye Qingxian's suspicions had already left me utterly exhausted.
More than once, I'd even been grateful.
If I hadn't been carrying our baby, and hadn't held on to my last shred of resolve, just how awful would things have become?
"Baby, try this. I made these sweets myself."
I blinked at her and carried over a plate of pastries.
Ye Qingxian's lips curled upward.
She'd lost count of how many times she'd been unable to hold back a smile.
Even now, a part of her still couldn't quite believe it was real.
She took a pastry and gave it a thoughtful taste. "Delicious."
My eyes curved into little crescents. "If you're happy, then I'm happy."
Hearing such undisguised affection, Ye Qingxian's heart still gave an involuntary tremor, even though she'd heard it many times before.
That night.
My daughter and I exchanged a glance.
There was a reason we'd waited another half month.
My daughter had told me that they would take the initiative and purify Ye Qingxian.
The purification would inevitably involve a process.
Ye Qingxian wouldn't regain her ability to move right away.
This would be my only chance to leave.
Whether Ye Qingxian could be purified or not, and whatever she might be like afterward, I didn't want to keep getting caught up in this pointless entanglement with her.
Better a clean break than prolonged suffering.
No matter what, I wouldn't let this last chance slip by.
Even if my daughter's plan failed, I still had a second plan of