Yang Ruxin’s face lit up instantly. She opened her arms, ready to embrace the three little "dumplings," but suddenly, the snow beneath them caved in, forming a large pit, and the three babies were running toward her, about to fall in.
Yang Ruxin wanted to stop them but found she couldn’t move her legs. All she could do was shout anxiously, "Don’t co over, it’s dangerous!"
But the three children couldn’t hear her and didn’t know the danger, continuing to giggle as they ran toward her.
"Go back, no..."
"Sister?" Yu Qingge pushed Yang Ruxin hard, "Sister? Wake up."
Yang Ruxin suddenly opened her eyes to see Yu Qingge’s anxious face. Realizing it was just a dream, she let out a sigh of relief.
"What happened?" Yu Qingge handed her a handkerchief, "You shouted so loudly just now, scared to death."
"I had a nightmare." Yang Ruxin wiped the cold sweat from her forehead with the handkerchief, "It’s nothing now. You can sleep so more."
"It’s already daylight, and this isn’t our village or the Fang Family. I can’t sleep soundly here." Yu Qingge shook her head, "Even though this is where Yu Keke was born and raised, there’s no sense of belonging here. If we were in the village or the Fang Family, you could shout as loudly as you liked and I wouldn’t wake. So I might as well get up."
Yang Ruxin nodded. Indeed, in such a place, she didn’t feel at ease either.
However, because of the nightmare, Yang Ruxin secretly checked her pulse, subconsciously thinking it might be a sign of pregnancy. But strangely, it wasn’t an indication of pregnancy. Yet, as they say, a doctor does not diagnose herself. She needed to ask Dao Xuzi for confirmation.
After washing up, Yang Ruxin imdiately sought out Dao Xuzi.
"Are you sick?" Dao Xuzi studied Yang Ruxin’s complexion seriously, "Yet, you look quite healthy, not like soone who’s ill."
"Just help check and see." Yang Ruxin extended her hand.
Dao Xuzi stopped comnting, placed his fingers on her wrist, and shortly thereafter, pulled them back: "You’re perfectly healthy, no issues."
"Are you sure I’m alright?"
"Do you doubt your master’s dical skills? Or do you hope sothing’s wrong with you?" Dao Xuzi was irritated.
"No, I was just saying." Yang Ruxin quickly waved her hands, "Master, don’t get upset, at your age, getting riled up is bad for your heart."
Dao Xuzi rolled his eyes at Yang Ruxin, wasn’t it you who aggravated ?
"Alright, what do you want to eat for breakfast? I’ll make it for you."
Dao Xuzi brightened up instantly, that was more like it.
After breakfast, Tang Wanqian gathered everyone in the main hall. Tang Kun also appeared, looking quite well, though his gaze at Yang Ruxin was sowhat complicated.
"Xinxin." Tang Wanqian, sitting in the main seat, looked at Yang Ruxin, "The Tang Sect is a family heritage passed down through the Tang Family for generations. We lost it for over a decade; it’s ti to reclaim it."
Originally thinking the transition would take many more days, it was going to happen today.
Actually, the transition wasn’t complicated. It involved gathering all the disciples of the Tang Sect and handing over the Sect Leader’s seal.
This Sect Leader’s seal is what is shown to the public. It’s used to stamp docunts or the like. However, the seal rely indicates the holder has the power of the Sect Leader; it doesn’t prove they are the Sect Leader.
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