Second pregnancy, sixth child: The beloved mom's disguise has been exposed again.

Chapter 33 Time Tunnel, Space Spirit

When Ning Yao opened her eyes again, she found herself inside the space, and the space spirit had reappeared after five years.

The last time the space spirit appeared was at the critical moment when she was about to be executed by slow slicing. Now, the immense grief surging within Ning Yao, who has lost her child, has once again awakened the spirit.

It was the space spirit that saved her back then, so Ning Yao naturally knew how powerful the space spirit was. After she realized what had happened, she grabbed at it like a lifeline and asked in a hoarse voice, "Where are my children? Do you know where they are?"

Her voice was extremely urgent, and her eyes looked bloodshot, filled with barely concealed restlessness.

The space spirit transformed Ning Yao's surroundings into a lush, green spatial forest, complete with mountains and water, and the faint sounds of birdsong could be heard.

A short while later, the space spirit's familiar voice rang out.

"They have strayed into a time vortex, but are not in immediate danger."

Upon learning that the children were safe, Ning Yao instantly breathed a sigh of relief, her tense nerves relaxing slightly. Then, she frowned and asked, "Which time and space did they go to? Is there any way to bring them back to me?"

"I'm willing to pay any price, as long as my child can come back to me!"

Seeing Ning Yao's disheveled hair and dark circles under her eyes, the space spirit was moved by her sincerity and leisurely replied.

"There is a destiny in the dark. Their connection with you and your child is not over yet, and you will meet again sooner or later."

Upon hearing this, Ning Yao gritted her teeth and stood up from the ground.

She was still very weak at this time and could only support her body with the strength of the tree trunk beside her.

She looked at the ethereal form of the space spirit, her face fierce, her voice firm and powerful, each word filled with accusation.

"What's the difference between saying that and not saying anything at all? How long is 'sooner or later,' a day, a month, a year, or a lifetime?"

"You'd better tell me everything you know, or I'll immediately drain the spatial spring, destroy the White Flame Blood Jade, and make you disappear from this world completely!"

The space spirit never expected Ning Yao to say such a thing.

What benefit would destroying the White Flame Blood Jade bring to her, the owner of this space?

Everything she owns will disappear: the spiritual spring, the storage pavilion, and even the spacetime vortex.

"You've experienced the effects of the spiritual spring firsthand. How can you destroy something so wonderful with your own hands?" it retorted to Ning Yao.

Ning Yao pulled a small dagger from the edge of her shoe and immediately aimed it at her wrist, drawing a bloody line from the faint white stripe pattern.

"Speak quickly!"

The Space Spirit relies entirely on the White Flame Blood Jade as its vessel; if the White Flame Blood Jade is destroyed, it will cease to exist.

"I don't know where your child was swept away by the time vortex, and there's no way to find out at the moment."

Ning Yao hardened her heart and used the dagger to cut deeper into the wound on her wrist. The intense pain caused fine beads of sweat to appear on her forehead and her lips to turn deathly pale.

Seeing this, the space spirit panicked and sped up its speech to explain to Ning Yao.

"But I can check on the children once a week and report back to you. That's all I can do for you!"

"I've said everything I need to say. Don't act impulsively. Put the dagger down, or the White Flame Blood Jade will break!"

“By destroying the White Flame Blood Jade, you will lose your only source of information about the children.”

Ning Yao snorted coldly, threw away the dagger in her hand, and didn't even look at the wound on her wrist, as if the cut hadn't been made on her at all.

“I will come to your space every week to ask you questions. If you are not there, I will destroy the White Flame Blood Jade with my own hands.”

After saying that, she dragged her weary feet and slowly submerged herself in the spiritual spring.

The nourishment from the spiritual spring gradually restored her consciousness, her mind became clear, and her wounds visibly healed.

Enraged by Ning Yao, the space spirit was fully activated, hovering in mid-air, swaying its round, light blue body.

Even though it was filled with resentment, it stopped speaking, for it was truly afraid of Ning Yao, the imposing owner of the space.

Ning Yao soaked in the spring for a while, then slowly emerged from it. Her eyes regained their light, and hope was rekindled.

It's good that the child is alright. The space spirit said that their bond as mother and child is not over.

As long as fate allows, they will surely meet again someday. She needs to recover her health and wait patiently.

The sound of the spring water was gentle and pleasant. Ning Yao glanced over and saw the pools of clear spring water, and memories flooded back.

Among all the people who frequented Lingquan, Xiao Wu was the one who collected the raw materials for his medical inventions from Lingquan.

Even the materials used to make the human skin mask for himself were carefully selected and obtained through countless experiments, making them top-quality treasures.

The storage room contained a large number of ancient books and classics. Whenever he had free time, Xiao Liu would run into the space, sit obediently on the sofa, and carefully read those ancient books and classics, recognizing famous artifacts and paintings from ancient times to the present, thus broadening his knowledge.

This is not only a hobby of the five and six children, but also an expression of their love for their mother.

Xiao Wu knew that his mother needed to disguise herself to hide her identity. No matter how hard the experiment was, he persevered and made the human skin mask more and more perfect each time, constantly improving the fit and comfort of the mask.

Xiao Liu has a talent for appreciating antiques and calligraphy. She knows that her mother needs her abilities, so she constantly pushes herself to read for three hours every day in the storage room, rain or shine.

The space was filled with memories of the children's presence and companionship. Ning Yao's nose tingled, and her eyes turned red like a rabbit's.

Ning Yao was familiar with most of the functions of the space, but she had only heard of the spacetime vortex, but had never seen it.

The last time she was swept into the vortex and sent back to when she was eighteen was many years ago, and the time vortex has never been opened since then. As time went by, Ning Yao almost forgot that there was such a thing in the space.

She will work hard to uncover the secrets of the time vortex as soon as possible, and strive to reunite with her children soon.

After leaving the space, Ning Yao called Yang Dongcha and Chen Xuezong respectively to let them know that the child had been found and to reassure them.

After Ning Yao finished her phone call, Chen Ma took the invitation and handed it to her.

"Someone delivered this over; the sender said it was from the Wen family."

The Wen family?

What Wen Tingye sent?

The invitation is exquisitely designed and made with expensive gold foil stamping material.

Ning Yao took the invitation from Chen Ma, glanced at it briefly, and then slowly opened it to read.

The invitation included a brief description of the charity gala, and Ning Yao's name was engraved in the invitee's section.

The charity gala hosted by Madam Wen actually invited an unknown overseas Chinese returnee.