The Fox Queen was at her wit's end with Ji Xiaosong, when she suddenly noticed her daughter's fingertips, hidden in her sleeves, twitching slightly. The star patterns around the sacrificial altar were flickering in and out in time with her breath.
'No wonder Ji Xiaosong is so self-assured. The little rascal clearly still possesses immense Spiritual Power, and the High Priest's legacy!'
"Since you have the ability to protect yourself, I won't worry about you. But you must take care of your body—after all, you have such a long pregnancy ahead of you."
The Fox Queen looked at Ji Xiaosong, her feeling of helplessness growing.
Ji Xiaosong knew the Fox Queen was worried about her. After showing off a bit of her power, she suddenly scrunched up her face and whined, "Oh, the baby's kicking me! He must be craving the Hundred Flower Cakes that Mommy makes~"
