Xiao Yimo on the stone platform was still lying there quietly, without any movement.

Everyone held their breath and stared at her closely, expecting her to open her eyes as quickly as An Ziqi.

However, after waiting for a long time, all the expectations did not happen at all.

Her face was still peaceful, as if she was just lying there and falling asleep, the hustle and bustle around and everything had nothing to do with her.

An Ziqi turned to look at Xiao Chen, and said anxiously, "Xiao Chen, what's going on? Why didn't Momo wake up?"

Xiao Chen also frowned, and reached out to check her pulse on her wrist, but her pulse became weaker.

Seeing Xiao Chen's lips frowning, An Ziqi asked anxiously, "How is it?"

Xiao Chen twisted his eyebrows, turned to look at An Ziqi, and said solemnly, "What happened before you came back?"

An Ziqi's heart sank instantly when she heard what he said. Could it be that Momo had been sent too late before and there was no time to come back with her?

Some flustered replied, "Momo is sick and keeps vomiting blood, I...I can't help it, I don't know how to save her."

Xiao Moli hugged her behind her, gently holding her hand to comfort her.

These were things Xiao Chen had expected, otherwise Momo wouldn't be in danger here for half a year.

Xiao Chen frowned and said nothing.

The cave did not have the warm atmosphere when An Ziqi came back, and it became quiet again.

Ye Nianqing seemed to understand something from their conversation, pursing a small mouth, tiptoes to look at the person on the stone platform.

He is only five years old this year, he is small, and he can only see Xiao Yimo's profile when he stands on his toes.

He stretched out his little hand and gently touched Xiao Yimo's hand beside him, and whispered "Mother Queen."

Xiao Yimo only felt that he was drifting in chaos and chaos in a boundless space.

She couldn't find the direction, she didn't know where to go, she could only follow the boundless wind.

Queen mother!

A small voice suddenly rang in her ears, like a muffled thunder, exploding all the chaos in her mind.

Qing'er, this is Qing'er's voice.

She wanted to see him, but she couldn't find anyone.

Low sobbing sounds kept coming into his ears, and Xiao Yimo was distressed to death, looking around in a panic.

Qinger, Qinger, don't cry, the queen mother is here.

Ye Nianqing was pulling Xiao Yimo's hand on the stone platform to wipe tears, but Xiao Yimo's fingers moved suddenly.

"Mother Queen." Ye Nianqing squeezed Xiao Yimo's hand tightly and called out.

"Qing'er."

Xiao Yimo sat up abruptly on the stone platform and called out.

"Mother's queen." Ye Nianqing saw Xiao Yimo finally wake up, and couldn't help it. With a "Wow", he burst into tears.

"Qing'er doesn't cry." Xiao Yimo stretched out his hand distressedly to wipe the tears from his face.

"Momo."

Ye Haoyu spoke with a trembling voice, and reached out and hugged her into his arms.

The two had just gone through life and death. Seeing them again at this moment, Xiao Yimo only felt as if they were separated from each other.

His eyes were sore, he buried his head in his warm and familiar arms. Tears moistened the clothes on his chest.

After the mood of the three of them gradually stabilized, Xiao Yimo raised his head and looked around.

Only then discovered that her two older brothers and An Ziqi were also standing not far from the stone platform.