The Palace Lord carried Wei Xiaobao for an unknown period of time. It was almost dark.
The nanny advised, "Palace Lord, you can't carry a newborn baby all the time. Once you stop carrying her, she'll cry if you let her go."
The Palace Lord asked curiously, "Why should I put her down?"
The nanny was speechless.
Ling Yun came over.
The nanny greeted the young Palace Lord and tactfully left.
Ling Yun was holding an oil lamp and there was suddenly light in the room.
The Palace Lord hurriedly covered Wei Xiaobao's eyes with her hand. Seeing that Wei Xiaobao was sleeping soundly, she turned around and glared at a certain young brat.
Ling Yun snorted and sat down beside her.
The Palace Lord said, "Go do your work. You don't have to accompany me."
Ling Yun said, "Do you regret it?"
The Palace Lord looked at Wei Xiaobao. "Regret what?"
