"You still need to leave it to luck?"
Yao Wan's little gesture naturally did not escape Nalan Yanran's notice. Her emerald-green eyes unconsciously drifted to Yao Wan's hands, which suddenly seemed to have nowhere to go.
"Go on, get out of here."
Seeing the suspicious look on Nalan Yanran's face, Yao Wan let out an impatient snort.
"Take care of yourself before you start talking about me. Busybody."
"Me? Until I become a Heavenly Supreme, I'm not considering that sort of thing."
Nalan Yanran shook her head.
"...Not considering it?"
"Xiao Xiao alone is already enough to keep me scrambling. If there were a few more, wouldn't the house be in constant chaos all day?"
"—Of course, if they were your children..."
Nalan Yanran looked at Yao Wan and trailed off.
"What about my children?"
"Then that would be a different matter."
Nalan Yanran smiled. "Even if I stopped cultivating myself, I'd still make sure to discipline them properly for you."
"You just want revenge, don't you?"
Yao Wan rolled her eyes. She had seen through that at a glance.
Yao Wan looked at her and let out a long sigh.
"—Fine. It's not like I'll be the one suffering. Do whatever you want when the time comes."
Yao Wan's utterly indifferent tone made Nalan Yanran raise a brow instead.
"You don't mind?"
"What is there for me to mind?"
"...I really don't understand you."
Nalan Yanran could not help shaking her head. Given how petty and protective Yao Wan was, she had not expected such an answer.
"—"
Watching Nalan Yanran's reaction, Yao Wan fell silent for a moment before saying blandly,
"—So, it still isn't quite the right time."
Nalan Yanran looked at her and could not help scratching her damp hair.
"I'm telling you, when are you