Ye Qingxian, Are You Smitten? Crack.
It was loud—very loud.
Not to mention that everyone present had been watching Ye Xiaoyao drink the medicinal meal the entire time. There was no way they could have missed that bloodstained, shattered tooth falling down.
W-what broke? I was completely dumbfounded.
I held out my fair, tender small hand and spat into my palm.
A tooth, split cleanly in two, lay quietly in my hand.
The area around us was silent enough to hear a pin drop.
No one dared even breathe. They all waited for a reaction from the young girl, who was practically stupefied as she stared at her broken tooth.
A gentle breeze swept over the ground along the courtyard wall, fluttering a corner of her gauzy Immortal Skirt. Her fair, slender legs remained flawless, yet she no longer possessed even a trace of her former calm.
"Is this... my tooth?"
Another mouthful of saliva slipped out on instinct.
"Waaah, my tooth... how did it break?" I looked at the pile of tooth fragments I had just spat out, and my eyes immediately reddened, as if tears could spill out the next second.
Ye Zhaoxuan was the first to react. She ran over, snatched away the bowl, and smashed it hard onto the ground.
Clutching my arm, she frantically explained, "Mother, it wasn't me, don't blame your daughter. I didn't poison it—I never imagined it would turn out like this."
Ye Ranxing was dumbstruck as well. She stared at the still pitch-black, mysterious gelatinous substance on the ground, especially when she saw Mother staring at her shattered tooth, her eyes gradually reddening.
The little Fallen angel snapped out of it too. She ran over and immediately tried to kneel to admit her fault. "Mother, it's all my fault. It was