Xiao Yeyang lay in front of the bed, gazing unblinkingly at the sleeping mother and child, feeling utterly content as if he owned the entire world.
Guo Ruomei entered the inner room and saw her son smiling foolishly. She quietly walked over, patted his shoulder, and whispered, "Bu Gandang has returned."
Xiao Yeyang, reluctant to leave the mother and child on the bed, did not move an inch.
Guo Ruomei, having no choice, said, "I'll watch over Yiyi and the child. You go quickly." The Xiliao army hasn't retreated yet, and her son still had matters to take charge of.
Xiao Yeyang squeezed Daohua's hand and gently touched Little Baozi's face before dragging his feet to stand up: "I'll be back soon."
Guo Ruomei nodded absentmindedly, then happily went to see her grandson.
Not long after Xiao Yeyang left, Little Baozi woke up, crying loudly and startling Daohua awake.
"What's wrong? What's happened to the child?"
