Ye Qingxian was planning to go to war.
She was currently packing her things and would quietly leave Wuya Sect with a group of disciples before dawn.
She opened her divine sense and suddenly saw Junior Sister anxiously pounding on the door of the cave dwelling while holding her daughter.
Junior Sister, and... Yangyang?
Her heart jolted, and she immediately opened the cave dwelling.
"Ye Qingxian, hurry and take a look. What's wrong with Yangyang?"
"She's been crying nonstop since just now. Nothing I do will soothe her."
"She even passed out."
Faced with her own daughter, Ye Qingxian didn't dare be careless. She reached out and took Yangyang from her.
She cautiously extended her divine sense and examined Yangyang's current condition.
Her soul was exceptionally stable.
There were no injuries anywhere on her body.
She was even far healthier than children her age.
She was also somewhat taller, and there was simply no way to tell what was wrong with her.
She placed several fingers against Yangyang's wrist and slowly furrowed her brows. "This is a typical case of being excessively frightened. Have you deliberately scared her recently?"
"No. I only brought back a box of fish and asked her to eat some. Ye Qingxian, what kind of tone is that? Why would I scare my own daughter?" I looked at the baby in bewilderment.
"Don't panic yet. I'll examine her a little longer." Faced with the sudden situation, Ye Qingxian didn't forget to comfort Junior Sister. "Come inside first. Don't worry. I'm here. Sit down and have some tea."
After entering the living room, Ye Qingxian continued holding her daughter. How could I have the mood to drink tea? I stood blankly to the side the entire time. Especially when I saw my daughter's deathly pale little face