Yun Shangyuan did not answer his words.
His gaze was like a deep pool, undisturbed, unfathomable.
He just gave him a glance, saying nothing.
The little one leaned against his chest, sobbed for a while, and then quietly fell asleep.
Yun Shangyuan held him all along, not moving at all.
Though now he saw a glimmer of hope, he still remained silent, unwilling to speak to anyone.
Feng Yueya's departure seemed to have taken his soul away...
Niao Niao herself had given birth to a son as well, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, very much like Rong Da.
She left her own child in the nursemaid's care, focusing each day on taking care of the Young Prince.
After over a month of recuperation, Yun Nianfeng grew chubbier and his spirit improved greatly.
His eyes regained their sparkle, looking lively and spirited like a little deer.
However, sometimes the little one would still show melancholy.
