"Mom."
"Go on—"
"Could Ye Qingxian Mom have heard the little secret we were just talking about?"
Ye Qixin tipped her head back, her words still carrying a touch of childish innocence.
It was a little like a child speaking without restraint and accidentally letting it slip.
At the same time.
Someone who was slipping through the void seemed like a wild goose with broken wings, completing a straight-line plunge through the void before slowly rising in an arc.
In such a situation, her wings had probably truly broken.
As for exactly which someone that someone was, that was rather hard to guess.
Heavenly Sword Peak.
Along a winding path.
I raised my head to look at one of the green leaves by the roadside. Whenever I spoke, my eyes curved easily, my tone light and full of trust. "No. Why would she listen in on me when she has nothing better to do? Ye Qingxian isn't that bored... She's not some peeping maniac. Eavesdropping would be completely meaningless."
Listening to her mother's voice, Ye Qixin cooperatively curved her brows as well. "Hard to say. Maybe... she just wants to observe Mom's emotions. Even if that really happened, it probably wouldn't count as spying, right?" This wasn't the first time she had hinted at it, devoted to making her mother understand all the little tricks happening in the dark.
The moment I heard that, I gave her a sharp knock on the head.
"Spying is spying. No matter how many high-sounding excuses you find, it doesn't change the fact that it's spying. No matter how prettily you put it or how sufficient your reasons are, can that change its nature?"
"Your Ye Qingxian Mom is already beyond saving. Her life is completely finished. That's right, she definitely isn't a perfect