"Isn't there a way?"
Lingxue gently rested her head on Lingying's shoulder, "Sister, I don't want Aunt's health to deteriorate further."
"..."
Hearing this, Lingying raised her hand and ruffled her hair. "There's always a way. We might need to find the Nuwa Stone first."
"Nuwa Stone..."
Lingxue paused slightly, remembering the lock of hair Mo Shisheng had given her before leaving. She slowly lowered her eyes, not wanting Lingying to notice anything amiss.
"Um."
Lingying gently comforted her, "Auntie will be alright. In a few days, it will be the day of the Goddess Parade. Auntie will be there too. She has been feeling a little better these past few days."
"Yeah?"
Lingxue suddenly remembered something and stood up from the table. "I'll go talk to my aunt. Prince Yin has disappeared. She must be very worried."
"Go."
Lingying wasn't surprised by Lingxue's suggestion; she always liked to stick close to her aunt and was extremely dependent on her.
Since their mother left, the sisters have treated their aunt almost like their mother.
In their hearts, their aunt is their most important relative.
Lingxue walked all the way to her aunt's palace, where seven or eight palace maids stood guard. When they saw her, they bowed gently and greeted her.
Looking in the direction of the palace, Lingxue asked a palace maid, "Is Auntie asleep?"
"No, the Holy Maiden has been dealing with the memorials from the Divine Realm since after having breakfast," the palace maid replied respectfully, bowing her head slightly.
"Alright, then I'll go in and talk to my aunt."
Lingxue nodded to the palace maid, then walked into the palace. She gently pushed open the door, and a delicate fragrance wafted out. It was the incense that her aunt always liked, light and elegant.
It's also Lingxue's favorite scent, the scent that her aunt carries.
With a smile on her face, she walked to the bedside and gently knelt down. "Auntie, guess who's here?"
"Xue'er".
A slender, fair hand emerged from behind the bed curtains. The fingers were long and beautiful, but the wrist was frighteningly thin, almost skin and bones.
Bei Rao gently lifted the bed curtains to both sides, revealing a delicate and beautiful face, with captivating and alluring peach blossom eyes.
However, this stunningly beautiful face was now so thin that it had lost its original liveliness, only her eyes remained incredibly bright.
Seeing how thin Bei Rao had become, Ling Xue's eyes reddened, her nose tingled, and she almost burst into tears.
Bei Rao sighed softly, "Xue'er, I'm perfectly fine, aren't I?"
"My aunt is so thin...it breaks my heart to see her so thin..."
Lingxue lowered her eyes slightly, concealing the emotions in them, not wanting Beirao to see them, otherwise she would worry again.
"I haven't had much of an appetite lately, I haven't been eating enough. Once my appetite returns, I'll eat more and gain weight." Bei Rao's crimson lips curved slightly. "Since Xue'er misses me, why don't you look up at me?"
"..."
Seeing Bei Rao in such a state, Ling Xue couldn't help but raise her head. Her eyes were red and swollen, and it was clear that she wanted to cry, but she held it back.
After seeing Mo Shisheng's face at noon, and then looking at Bei Rao, Ling Xue finally understood what mother and daughter meant.
Mo Shisheng's appearance seems to have inherited the best features of her parents, but she surpasses them. While Bei Rao's appearance is soft and beautiful, Mo Shisheng's beauty is quite aggressive.
She was aloof yet stunningly beautiful, with a pair of peach blossom eyes almost identical to Bei Rao's, yet subtly gleaming with a cold light, absolutely gorgeous and breathtaking.
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