A wisp of divine sense followed behind Junior Sister.
It was equivalent to another pair of Ye Qingxian's eyes.
What earth-shattering secret could her future wife and daughter, now standing there talking, possibly be discussing—one they could not let her know? That was truly worth pondering.
For a moment, Ye Qingxian's thoughts were in utter turmoil.
Junior Sister had even asked for the sound function to be turned off.
That proved they had to be talking about something very important.
In the synchronized image, Junior Sister's expression alternated between solemn and relaxed.
After Ye Qixin's tense expression, the look on her face suddenly eased as well.
Every scene served as indirect proof.
What had just happened was definitely no small matter.
What could it possibly be?
Ye Qingxian was faintly flustered, even recalling some of Ye Qixin's outrageous remarks from one day.
Could it really be that, since she had never made a move, little Yangyang could no longer hold back and wanted to find Junior Sister several Imperial Consorts?
That little kitten.
How dare she!
Ye Qingxian gritted her teeth.
Yangyang probably would not.
After dismissing that thought, she began searching her memories elsewhere.
Could it be that Junior Sister thought she had gone out to sightsee with some little fairy?
Ye Qingxian continued watching Junior Sister's expression, inexplicably left speechless.
Your Highness Xiaoyao!
You must see through the truth!
When had she—Ye Qingxian—ever fooled around outside?
When had she ever gone sightseeing with other Fairies?
You absolutely must not let a sycophant muddle your judgment!
As for who that sycophant was—
Heaven and earth bore witness; everyone knew. There was no need to name her separately.
While Ye Qingxian was over here groaning to the heavens, unable to voice her grievances, Ye Xiaoyao finally completed her first all-around