"My dear beloved of the Empress." Yang Mengchen embraced his treasured son, "Today, my treasure, you called out to your father and mother, so mother will sing a song for you."
"I love coming home to a warm glowing light waiting for me, I love waking up to see everyone's smiling faces... because we are a family, a family who loves each other, it is fate that brought us together, and it is with heart that we cherish it... blessed to share joy, and in hardship, we stand united, with mutual understanding and guardianship we exchange for everlasting time..."
The voice was melodious, the lyrics beautiful. Everyone listened as if entranced, and by the third time Yang Mengchen sang, the adults hummed along softly, Long Yuhui danced joyously while Long Yuyao looked up at his mother, his eyes bright and shining. The previously heavy and oppressive atmosphere was gone, replaced by warmth and sweetness.
