Longzi was sitting beside the bed, watching the close-eyed dawn gradually narrow her eyes... He raised his hand and grasped Lixia's small hand, and gently rubbed her rough abdomen against her smooth and delicate hands, which did not belong to her peers. His sight became sad: "You should be taken directly back to the mansion..." His voice was distant, with a little remorse and self-reproach. "Mommy is a very good person, and Daddy won't look at you differently." As he spoke, the pain in his voice grew heavier and heavier. "I was just worried... Worried about your discomfort, but it almost put you in danger...

The Flower Shadow stood at...