Qian Yiling's surprise lasted only a moment before she smiled. "No wonder her movements were so practiced. I thought she looked familiar when I first saw her, but I never imagined she and the little witch doctor were the same person. That was careless of me."
Qian Wanyu watched her quietly, only to hear her quickly continue, "You said saving Duo Nuo would come at a price. What sort of price? Yu'er, you and the little witch doctor are as close as sisters, so you must understand her well. Help your mother think of a way to make it up to Little Ninth."
"Mother, do you truly want to make it up to Little Ninth?" A faint smile curved Qian Wanyu's lips as she asked, while turbulent light swirled swiftly in her eyes.
Qian Yiling did indeed feel an urge to repay her. First, there was the Dragon-Trapping Seal. That mark had tormented her from time to time, causing her years of suffering. She had never expected that, through an unexpected twist of fate, the Dragon-Trapping Seal would choose a new host. That was one reason. The second was that Duo Nuo's life had been ebbing away moments earlier. Without the other woman's miraculous healing hands, his soul would surely have already returned to heaven and earth.
"Of course."
"Then would you promise my hand to her, Mother?"
Qian Yiling abruptly looked at the woman whose lips still held a smile, her face filled with shock.
Qian Wanyu had not avoided anyone present when she said it. Her expression remained composed; she simply looked very happy. The smile at the corners of her eyes pierced Qian Yiling.
Dongfang Minghui was so frightened that she landed on her backside and could not get up for a long while...
She had thought-thought