"Let's bring it back and raise it."
Ye Xue'e's heart leapt for joy, and she suddenly felt energized, "We have a large empty space in the chicken coop. It'll be perfect to keep it there."
"If Mother wants to raise it, then raise it."
Su Qingluo understood and smiled knowingly. Madam Ye was new here and found everything fresh and interesting, so keeping any animal wouldn't be strange at all.
"This little antelope has a gentle temperament. It can accompany Mother and keep her company at home, which is nice."
"Baa."
The little antelope seemed to understand her words, knowing that it had escaped danger and would not be eaten by the tiger. It affectionately rubbed against her hand, expressing gratitude.
"Look, what a clever little creature. It knows you saved it and is thanking you for it."
Ye Xue'e's eyes were transfixed on the little antelope, unable to contain her admiration.
"Animals have their own sensibilities and know whether you are genuinely good to them or not."
