Yelyu Lie merely glanced at the child.
The tiny baby wrapped in a small red blanket neither cried nor fussed, blinking his large, crystal-clear eyes, as dark as obsidian, and looking at him curiously.
Occasionally, he tilted his little head, frowning his light eyebrows, seemingly not too fond of the stern-faced father in front of him.
Yelyu Lie originally felt an urge to grab this brat and give him a good spanking.
He himself was born fair and chubby, just like a little meat bun.
But all this was nourished quickly, devouring his wife's blood and flesh in such a short time!
Yet, upon glancing at those eyes identical to Xiao Jiaojiao's, Yelyu Lie's heart instantly softened.
"You little brat! Little wolf cub!"
He pinched the soft little cheeks, but the little guy disdainfully turned his head, his tiny rosy mouth pouting, evading his touch with disdain.
Yelyu Lie: "..."
The old Imperial Physician: "..."
