Hearing Junior Sister's answer, Qing Ye's heart gave another lurch.
No way—
Haha, it seemed Junior Sister was in quite a hurry to explain...
No, surely not. It couldn't be.
After taking another sip of the delicious pork rib soup Junior Sister had made herself, Qing Ye finally felt a little less bewildered.
She must have been overthinking it just now. How could Junior Sister possibly treat someone specially?
Watching Qing Ye finish all the pork rib soup she had made, I quietly curved my eyes into crescent moons. A faint sense of satisfaction welled up inside me, and my little feet, dangling off the chair, swung back and forth a few times...
As if asking casually, Qing Ye said, "Where did you get the spirit stones to buy pork ribs?"
"Oh, those." I thought for a moment, then explained, "She gave me a bag of Spirit Rice... I sold it last time and bought the pork ribs with the money. I was going to make them for my daughter, but you're injured, so they came in handy."
"The injured come first, after all."
This time, Qing Ye fell completely silent.
Wait.
So Junior Sister had taken the spirit stones she gave her and secretly used them to look after Qing Ye?
The night grew deeper and deeper.
I leaned over the edge of the bed and yawned.
Qing Ye woke with a start. "Why haven't you left yet?"
I rubbed my sleepy eyes. "I've already asked her to look after my daughter. I'm not going home tonight." For some reason, I didn't really want to mention Ye Qingxian in front of Qing Ye. She probably knew who I meant anyway. By now, almost everyone on Heavenly Sword Peak knew.
Qing Ye's eyelid twitched silently.
It wasn't her fault she'd