The Leisure Garden.
Bai Shuilian sat on the chaise lounge, watching the two children playing on the carpet. Her gaze fell on Xiao Wu, drooling profusely, and a trace of disgust emerged in her heart as she turned her head away.
Jingshui glanced at her expression and said, "Auntie, the Fifth Young Master should sleep now; let me take him downstairs to lull him."
Bai Shuilian waved her hand.
Before Jingshui could move, there was a rustling of the curtain—it was Song Zhiqing coming in.
Everyone hurriedly stood to greet him; Song Zhiqing smiled and asked them to rise, but his gaze fell on the face of the concubine's son, and his expression darkened, slightly retracting his smile.
Bai Shuilian looked at the smile at the corner of his mouth; it only made her eyes feel sour and painful, her hands clenched into fists, nails digging into her palms.
