"Are you alright? Little Yun."
Qin Yiling looked at Xiaoyun and sized her up carefully.
Xiaoyun smiled and shook her head. " I'm fine. Eldest Miss just pushed me a little. My palm poked the ground and rubbed against the skin. It only hurt a little.”
After saying that, Xiaoyun got up in embarrassment. Recalling the scene of her sitting on the ground and crying, she suddenly felt very embarrassed.
The fairy sister was so powerful. Would she think that he was a coward and not bring him along to play?
Therefore, she would never admit that her hand was in pain.
Qin Yiling saw Xiaoyun put her right hand behind her back and knew that the skin on her hand must have been broken. But now, she still insisted that it was fine. She couldn't understand the thoughts of a child at this age.
Of course, she wouldn't expose him to his face. After all, children also wanted to save face. She would just give her some ointment for her wounds later.
