"Sir, please calm down. The General will be fine soon," the maid said from inside.
She was truly frightened by the master's panic at that moment.
She had never seen him so unsettled before.
"How is the General?" Song Yanqing asked loudly at the door.
"Rest assured, Sir, mother and daughter are both safe."
"Great, great," Song Yanqing immediately replied.
He desperately wanted to go inside.
Inside the room.
Xie Ruotong was thoroughly exhausted.
More tired than after a battle, completely drained.
An Ning comforted Xie Ruotong for a while and brought over her daughter.
The tiny, red, wrinkled baby cried a few times and then stopped.
Her small eyes were now open, curiously observing the world around her.
An Ning held the baby in front of Xie Ruotong, "It's a daughter, very cute."
Xie Ruotong turned her gaze over.
Seeing her own daughter...
Her heart melted completely.
Just when the pain was so unbearable, she felt none of the feelings of becoming a mother.
