Lu Xingzhou gave a light hum, not saying much, but she could feel it, he was very pleased, pleased with the arrival of this child.
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On the day Lu Yanqing was exiled, Lu Xingzhou and his wife waited outside the city gates to bid him farewell.
Seeing their son in shackles, Fanghua's heart suddenly felt choked.
From a distance, Lu Yanqing saw his parents and suddenly stopped in his tracks, tightly pressing his lips together, his throat tight with pain.
Fanghua couldn't wait for him to come over, directly going to meet him, reaching out to touch his thin and haggard face, "Yanqing, have you not been eating or sleeping well these past few days?"
Lu Yanqing shook his head, "I'm no longer having nightmares, I can sleep a bit more at night."
