At five o'clock in the morning, Mu Yangling alighted from the carriage with the tightly wrapped Little Bear in her arms. The person in front hurriedly turned his body to let her go first. Mu Yangling nodded slightly and brought the Little Bear into the palace. Amid the morning fog, officials and their family members lined up behind her also lined up on both sides to enter the palace.
When Qi Haoran jogged over to pick her up, he saw a thick bundle in her arms. Helplessly, he pulled off the blanket and glanced at his sleeping son. Seeing that he was trembling and sobbing faintly, it was obvious that he had been crying hard. Heart aching, he reached out to hug his son and asked in a low voice, "Why did he cry so hard?"
