Unfortunately, He Tiantian had already walked far away and simply couldn't see their expressions.
"Eldest Miss, be careful, it's hot. Eat slowly!"
He Tiantian held the porridge bowl and spoon, gently blowing on it while feeding Wei Yuanniang.
Wei Yuanniang hadn't tasted meat for many days, and suddenly smelling the meatiness, even her feeble self seemed to gain a little more spirit.
She chewed greedily, swallowing. Perhaps she was extremely hungry, or perhaps it was an illusion, but Wei Yuanniang felt that this bowl of porridge tasted better than any delicacy she had ever eaten.
Her small face was wrapped up, leaving only a pair of eyes and a mouth visible.
Outsiders couldn't see her expression, but He Tiantian's Divine Soul was powerful, and her six senses were keen. She clearly felt that chill emanating from Wei Yuanniang's body.
If one could use colored gas to represent emotions, then at that moment, a thick layer of dark energy enveloped Wei Yuanniang's small body.
