So small, so soft, a little ball, light as nothing.

She had never held such a small child before, and the little hair in her arms made her feel at a loss.

It seems that a little force will hurt his tender arms and legs.

"Xiao Ru, have a look. Why doesn't he cry?"

Hearing that the baby no longer cries, Shen Ning is afraid.

Xiao Ru opened her swaddling clothes and burst out laughing.

"Oh, I'm scared, miss. The boy is sleeping."

Sleeping?

Shen Ning thinks it's strange. He was still crying and crying. He just picked him up for less than a few minutes, but he actually fell asleep?

"He's not Is that what? " She worried: "you try to see if he's breathing?"

"Ah?" Xiaoru was also scared. She put her hand under the baby's nose, and then let out a sigh of relief, "it's OK. He's fine. It's just sleeping. This boy made my mouth water."

She hated to wipe saliva on her clothes, but her eyes did not blink at the baby, the heart soft into a ball of cotton.

How lovely! I want to hold him!

She almost reached out her hand, but at the thought that the child belonged to Chu Shaoyang and Shen Biyun, she drew back her outstretched hand.

No, not their children!

"Come on, hold him, and I'll get some of his clothes."

Shen Ning pursed her lips and put her swaddling clothes in her arms.

"Ah! Miss As soon as small as numb claws, as if holding a bomb in his arms, will not move.

"No, no, no I don't want I'm afraid I'll fall him. I'm afraid I'll hurt him. I'm afraid I'll hurt him

Shen Ning laughingly looks at Xiaoru, who looks like he has been spotted.

"Miss, do you really want to help the second Miss raise this child?" Xiao Ru's two eyes are reluctant to move away from the baby's face, but he feels blocked in his heart.

The eldest lady doesn't owe them anything. Why should she help them with their children!

What if Chu Shaoyang comes back to find the eldest lady?

"Well."

Shen Ning whispered. Though her voice was light, she did not hesitate at all.

The moment she picked up the child, she had taken the child as her own.

Even she didn't understand why she wanted to protect him from harm.

Maybe, this is the maternal nature of women.

No wonder Shen Biyun would repent before she died, and entrusted her child to the self she hated most in her life. It is because a mother, no matter how much pain she suffers, is not willing to let her child suffer at all.

Therefore, she did not raise the child for Shen Biyun's sake, but for the healthy and lively growth of the child.

If she gives up, I'm afraid the child can't live tomorrow!

How could she make such an innocent and lovely little life disappear?

She can't do it!

If parents are guilty, what's wrong with babies!

"Let's go, Xiao Ru."

She picked up some clothes that Shen Biyun had made for the child. She held the child and walked out.

The child may not need these clothes in the future, but these are made by Shen Biyun himself. She will not destroy Shen Biyun's love for her son. She should leave the child with a last remembrance of her dead mother.

"Miss, where are we going? Go back to Guanju palace? " Xiao Ru frowned at the thought of going back.

"Of course not. Go back to our own home."

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