The Most Sensible Baby—Inside Junior Sister Yangyang's bedroom stood quite a few people.
The incense still curled through the air.
Compared to the two little girls—one pacing in frantic circles, practically itching to kick Ye Qingxian in the knee, and the other already teary-eyed and quietly sobbing—Ye Qixin was many times calmer.
She stood alone at the very edge of the group, quietly watching Ye Qingxian take her pulse from afar, as well as her two Younger Sisters standing by the bed with their hands braced against its edge. Yet her mind inadvertently drifted back to something long ago.
As she recalled—
The last time Mother had been in a similar state was when she had been carrying her two Younger Sisters. That was where the contradiction arose: if Mother truly already had a Younger Sister, why would she rack her brains trying to hide it? In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Ye Qixin's mind.
Her gaze swept around the room before finally settling on her most well-behaved Younger Sister. A strange thought she had never considered before surfaced in her heart.
Could it be...
that this most sensible baby among her Younger Sisters was actually the one everyone should be worrying about most right now?
Ye Qingxian's diagnosis was quick, and it did not take long before she finished. "You can rest assured. It's not a particularly serious illness. She has merely depleted some mental energy recently, and her pent-up worries have temporarily made her ill."
After saying that, Ye Qingxian suddenly clicked her tongue inwardly. That wasn't right either.
Hadn't Junior Sister seemed quite happy lately? How had she once again fallen ill from pent-up worries, just like before?
So she had said nothing aloud while constantly carrying things in her heart, even thinking about them day