He trusted Liu Sanniang, and he would not break his promise.
That power was extremely warm and pulled him as if it wanted to take him somewhere. The warm force was like rain nourishing the earth. He completely opened himself up to this force.
In a daze, Lu Zhen heard many gentle voices.
What he saw was blurry. He could smell a faint fragrance and feel a pair of hands hugging him. He heard a gentle voice. "Open your mouth—"
Lu Zhen subconsciously opened his mouth. The food was fragrant and soft. He liked this taste very much, so he ate a lot.
Gradually, he could see everything clearly. He had become a baby in someone's arms, and the woman who was feeding him was the young Consort De.
She blew on the hot food until it was cold and fed it to him. As she did, she took a handkerchief and wiped the soup from the corner of his mouth.
