"I've clearly gotten smaller too... My lord, holding one or holding two, it's still holding..."
With a tuft of hair sticking up from her head, Feng Qing followed behind the two of them, her mouth never stopping.
Red Bean turned and glared at her. "Didn't you just say you twisted your ankle?"
"...And what if I did?"
"You're flying right now."
Feng Qing lowered her head to look at her little feet dangling in midair and fell silent for a moment.
"...I'm forcing myself to keep going through sheer willpower."
Red Bean stared at Feng Qing as though she were an idiot, while Feng Qing returned her gaze without a change in expression.
The two little girls stared at each other in the Void, one with long crimson hair, the other with a tuft sticking up from her head.
In the end, Feng Qing conceded first. She sighed, and a flash of red light enveloped her as she returned to her adult form.
Her red robes blazed like fire, her long hair cascaded like a waterfall.
"I only wanted to feel my lord's warmth. It's not as though I'm trying to steal him from you..."
"Besides, if we really count generations, I'm a generation younger than you..."
Her voice was neither loud nor soft, deliberately pitched just high enough for Red Bean to hear.
At that, Red Bean could no longer hold back. "Shut your mouth!"
Feng Qing gave a cold snort, but did not continue.
Yet she still refused to accept it in her heart. You can stop my mouth, but you can't stop my heart!
My lord never said I couldn't be held anyway. It's just a certain bird who won't allow it!
Si Chen did not take part in this "avian infighting."
After a while, Feng Qing