Yang Ruxinâs 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 couldnât move her legs. All she could do was shout anxiously, "Donât come over, itâs dangerous!"
But the three children couldnât hear her and didnât 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 Qinggeâs 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 me to death."
"I had a nightmare." Yang Ruxin wiped the cold sweat from her forehead with the handkerchief, "Itâs nothing now. You can sleep some more."
"Itâs already daylight, and this isnât our village or the Fang Family. I canât sleep soundly here." Yu Qingge shook her head, "Even though this is where Yu Keke was born and raised, thereâs 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 wouldnât wake. So I might as well get up."
Yang Ruxin nodded. Indeed, in such a place, she didnât 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 wasnât 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 immediately sought out Dao Xuzi.
"Are you sick?" Dao Xuzi studied Yang Ruxinâs complexion seriously, "Yet, you look quite healthy, not like someone whoâs ill."
"Just help me check and see." Yang Ruxin extended her hand.
Dao Xuzi stopped commenting, placed his fingers on her wrist, and shortly thereafter, pulled them back: "Youâre perfectly healthy, no issues."
"Are you sure Iâm alright?"
"Do you doubt your masterâs medical skills? Or do you hope somethingâs wrong with you?" Dao Xuzi was irritated.
"No, I was just saying." Yang Ruxin quickly waved her hands, "Master, donât get upset, at your age, getting riled up is bad for your heart."
Dao Xuzi rolled his eyes at Yang Ruxin, wasnât it you who aggravated me?
"Alright, what do you want to eat for breakfast? Iâll 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 somewhat 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; itâs time to reclaim it."
Originally thinking the transition would take many more days, it was going to happen today.
Actually, the transition wasnât complicated. It involved gathering all the disciples of the Tang Sect and handing over the Sect Leaderâs seal.
This Sect Leaderâs seal is what is shown to the public. Itâs used to stamp documents or the like. However, the seal merely indicates the holder has the power of the Sect Leader; it doesnât prove they are the Sect Leader.