Ruoruo looked at Goddess Yuhua and Mo Jinyan with a puzzled expression, while the other two also indicated that they did not know.
Kunlun extended a vine from Ruoruo's sleeve, twisting it into the shape of an emperor's seal in the air.
Ruoruo then nodded: "Kunlun said that what she said is true."
Since the sovereign had placed her in Kunlun Ruins, she must be a trustworthy person, and only then did Goddess Yuhua lower her guard.
"Your Highness, do you still remember when you were little, you loved to eat sweets? Your mother was afraid that you would ruin your teeth at such a young age, so she always restricted you. You were clever from a young age, and when you really craved sweets, you would come to me and beg for them..."
Jiang Shuirong said with a smile, "The kitten was so tiny, with teary eyes. I secretly gave it to you behind your mother's back. Eventually, your mother found out, and we almost got into a fight."
Ruoruo was too young at the time, and many things were vague to her. However, after hearing what she said, she finally had some impression that she did have an aunt who doted on her and lived in the house for some time.
So the kitten lowered its guard and showed a sweet smile: "I remember! Auntie often comes to see Ruoruo and her mother."
Jiang Shuirong's eyes revealed a hint of sorrow: "It's a pity that I heard from your father last time that your mother has been in a coma. I was really worried. How could your father let a little kitten like you come here to cultivate without accompanying you?"
“Auntie, don’t worry, Mother is awake!” Ruoruo comforted her. “Father is in seclusion, and Mother is now in charge of the Immortal Realm. My visit to Kunlun Ruins this time was with Mother’s permission.”
Jiang Shuirong tightened her grip on the flowers slightly, a joyful smile spreading across her face: "Qingran is awake? That's wonderful! Your Highness, would you please come inside and tell me everything in detail?"
"Of course!" Ruoruo hugged Mo Jinyan and followed.
Yuebai looked at Jiang Shuirong's hand holding the flower and whispered, "Your hand has been pricked by a thorn and is bleeding."
Jiang Shuirong paused for a moment, put the flowers into the basket, and smiled helplessly: "I didn't notice because I saw the young prince and heard such good news. Thank you for reminding me."
Yuebai shrank back behind Rong Qing and said in a muffled voice, "You're welcome."
This fairy is very beautiful and gentle, but for some reason, he always felt something was off.
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