In the past few days, the child was carried by Yang Ruolan. Like any child who had just hit one month of age, he was plump and his black eyes darted around attentively. His fat little hands grabbed at the air and he was extremely adorable. Every single segment of his finger was quite fat. Yang Ruolan liked him genuinely.
Furthermore, the coos and noises of this young one were music to her ears. Even his crying was able to make her heart shiver slightly. This was a unique sensation.
Right now, Yang Ruolan found it hard to leave the Lower Three Heavens for her son.
Lan Mei Xian brought Wu Qianqian and left seven to eight days ago. They headed straight for the Upper Three Heavens.
"Senior Sister… I have something to ask you." Tie Butian looked at Yang Ruolan and the corners of her eyes were red. She said calmly, "If you see him, please don't tell him."
