Children of this age would cry and fuss because of unfamiliarity, but she remained unusually calm.
Xiao Yi suddenly yawned and casually remarked, "This child seems to have some problems with his brain, no, his nervous system."
His tone was casual, but his words caught Yun Qingluo's attention.
She glanced thoughtfully at the little girl in her arms, a sense of doubt welling up inside her.
Normally, a two- or three-year-old child would cry and beg for help if there were no close or familiar people around.
However, despite being moved around, the little girl's expression remained unchanged, as if she were completely unaware of what was happening around her.
"Is she scared out of her wits?" Mo Beichen asked suddenly as he saw Yun Qinglu examining the little girl.
His voice betrayed a hint of worry and concern, his gaze fixed on the little girl's face, trying to find some clues in her expression.
Those eyes are so beautiful!
Their eyes are as bright and sparkling as my little princess's, so adorable.
However, this child is too thin and weak. His face is sunken in, and his little arms are frighteningly thin.
Mo Beichen shook his head helplessly, carefully planning how to pamper his little princess when they got back. He figured that if he raised her to be chubby and healthy, she would be even cuter. As he thought about it, he couldn't help but smile.
Yun Qinglu heard a soft laugh and turned to look at Mo Beichen in surprise, her eyes conveying her doubt.
Mo Beichen gathered his thoughts and shook his head slightly. "Saving people is the priority. This child has probably been traumatized."
Yun Qingluo nodded. "That's true. For now, we can only wait for that old man to wake up before making any further plans."
Upon hearing this, Mo Beichen took out the copper coin from his pocket, held it tightly in his hand, and then stared at it, lost in thought.
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