The expression on her face didn't change much, but the tears flowed uncontrollably. It didn't take long to wet the swaddle. The child seemed to be infected and began to cry in a low voice.

in the evening smoke, she put away her tears, fed the baby, patted and coaxed him. She snuggled up to the baby, as if she wanted to draw some strength from him for her to continue to support.

after Junchang Qi went out, the softness on his face disappeared completely. He went to a carriage with a bad face, because the Mei Niang who lost a powerful arm was in it.

the foot she used...