Inside the room, the candlelight flickered softly.
Zhou Qing carefully removed the mask and gazed at the sleeping Little Yaoyao, his eyes full of tenderness.
He gently lifted the swaddling clothes and touched the baby's rosy cheek with his nose, the sweet milky aroma making his features relax.
Yu Yan watched the scene and spoke softly, "The previous milk is used up, so I've arranged for someone to find some more."
Zhou Qing's gaze never left the sleeping baby as he spoke in a hushed voice, "...Thank you."
"That's only what I should be doing." Yu Yan looked up, concern in her eyes, "What are your plans next?"
"First, return to Taiqing Sect." Zhou Qing finally lifted his head, his gaze resolute, "To provide her with a stable refuge."
Yu Yan nodded in agreement, "Indeed, that's necessary."
She sighed lightly, "Now the entire Nanhuang State is searching for you; even if you have deep-seated enmity, you need to temporarily evade the edge."
