Ning Duke Residence, Ning Xu had just finished recounting the story in brief and was staring tensely at Rongchuan, deeply afraid Rongchuan would find some issue. Seeing Rongchuan's calm expression, his heart was nervously unbearable, "That's how things were back then. Father didn't protect you and your mother; it's reasonable for you to blame Father. It's all Father's fault, Father is sorry."
Rongchuan's clenched fist relaxed, his heart filled with complex emotions. He had always had a premonition from how Mr. Hou had acted in the past, and now hearing it with his own ears, it was impossible not to be agitated. His throat felt somewhat dry, "So, I was born amidst anticipation?"
Ning Xu's tone this time was very certain, "Yes, we were all anticipating your birth."
There was no exaggeration in his words, Rongchuan was indeed the son the Emperor and Empress had most looked forward to.
