Ye Ranxing was thrilled after getting her spirit stones. She couldn't wait for the next day to come so she could teach those people a good, hard lesson.
She was the invincible Fallen Angel Lord.
It was just a dice game. She refused to believe she couldn't beat a few mortals.
That night, when Ye Ranxing went to sleep and arrived at the place she knew best, she spotted a small bed that hadn't been there before, tucked in the corner.
Her eyes went blank for a second, and the confusion in them suddenly turned to anger.
"Ye Xiaoyao, do you think so little of me?"
"Who told you to prepare a bed for me?"
I looked at my little daughter standing before me with her wings spread and explained quietly, "I didn't prepare it. The bed was already here... You're always saying you're the Fallen Angel Lord and that the Heavenly Dao granted you a reward. A bed seems like a perfectly reasonable reward, doesn't it?"
Ye Ranxing turned her head away and huffed. "You can't fool me."
That was what she said, but in the dead of night, she still secretly climbed into bed, pulled the little blanket over her belly, and hugged the pillow as she fell fast asleep on her side.
In the darkness.
Without warning, I slowly opened my eyes. I gazed at my daughter's adorable sleeping face and finally let out a breath of relief.
Elsewhere.
Ye Zhaoxuan was green with envy. She buried her head completely in her pillow, her little hands twisting the pillowcase into a knot.
How could a little sister be such an annoying creature?
She'd stolen so much of my love.
Sensing that my second daughter was upset, I reached out and held her, gently patting her back.
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