A pair of slender jade-like hands covered Tuoba Fei as Yue Chan shook her head and looked at him in grief.

She did not dare to listen. She did not dare let Tuoba Fei continue. She was afraid that Tuoba Fei would say something that she could not accept.

"No, don't tell me …"

Tuoba Fei gently held Yue Chanjuan's hand. His gaze was filled with confidence and deep emotion. Yue Chanjuan's hand fell and tears rolled down her cheeks.

His gaze made her heart calm down, giving birth to a glimmer of hope as she looked at Tuoba Fei in anticipation.

"The child is very good. I'll move the child to a safe place. With someone taking care of him day and night, you rest up. Later, I'll have a servant bring the child over for you to see."

"Is the child well?"

Tuoba Fei nodded. Yue Chanjuan tightly held onto Tuoba Fei's hand and said, "I believe you. I want to see the child."

"Jade book, ask Wu Lan Zhu to bring the child over for Da Jin to see."

"Yes, this servant obeys."

Jade book quickly retreated, running to find the Ulan Pearl sisters.

Yue Chanjuan's hand was still tightly grasping Tuoba Fei's hand. Her gaze turned towards the door as she hoped that she could see the child soon before she could truly feel at ease.

"Don't believe me?"

"Of course not. Chenqie believes in your highness, but I don't see any children. Chenqie's heart feels like it's hanging in the air."

Tuoba Fei extended his arm and wrapped it around Yue Chanjuan's shoulder and waist, allowing her to nestle in his embrace.

Yue Chan lifted her eyes to look at Tuoba Fei's handsome face. With a pained heart, she gently caressed his face and said, "Your highness hasn't had a good rest in a long time. You definitely didn't sleep at all last night. Have you eaten yet?"

"I just used it here."

"Your highness has overworked and needs a good rest and sleep."

"You don't want to ask me, but who was that assassin last night?"

"Is this Solurian Mountain?"

"As expected of an intelligent person. At a time like this, you can still think of who an assassin is."

"My mind was already in a mess. How could I have thought of an assassin? It was an analysis from a knowledgeable painting."

Tuoba Fei's face turned cold. "I already punished her for not serving properly and scaring you. As you are not young now and your body isn't too well, and you don't have the energy to be by your side, I'll betroth her to you. "

"Prince, who are you betrothing the Knowledge Painting to?"

"Oh, what do you think?"

Yue Chan pondered for a moment before looking at Tuoba Fei with a pleading gaze. "My prince, please show mercy. I was nearly kicked to death for me, and have yet to recover from my injuries. "Chenqie has no other pleas. I only plead for Your Highness to hand the matter of knowing the painting over to chenqie. Chenqie will choose the appropriate person to hand over the painting."

Tuoba Fei stretched out his hand and pinched Yue Chanjuan's dimple. "If it weren't for you, I would have already executed her. You dare to be this lax and scare me, damn you."

"Prince, I beg you to calm your anger. It's all your fault …"

It warmly covered up Yue Chanjuan's words, stopping her from speaking any further.

Her delicate and pale face was like a pear flower, causing one to feel tender and beautiful.

"After I take a look at my child, I'll take a good rest and recover as soon as possible."

"Your highness should also pay more attention to your body, don't overwork yourself."

"I'm fine, just pay more attention to your recuperation. There is no need to worry about your child's matters. There are those maids waiting on you, and also Mother, you should focus on recuperating and recuperating in peace."

"Reporting to the prince, I have brought the little prince here."

Ulan Zhu came in with the child in her arms. She knelt in front of the bed and held the child up with both hands.

"Be careful."

Yue Chanjuan was both surprised and happy. She lowered her head to look at the swaddling infant. The emaciated infant had its eyes shut tightly as if it was in a sweet sleep as he placed his finger in its mouth.

"Son, my son, give me a hug."

Tuoba Fei cautiously stretched out his hand, but he didn't know how to hug his child. Although he already had children, he had never hugged such a small baby before. He couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

Wu Lanzhu smiled and stood up to place the baby in Yue Chanjuan's bosom. Tuoba Fei extended a finger and tentatively poked the baby's hand. The baby felt something and reached out to grab Tuoba Fei's finger with his little hand. He tightened his grip.

"This is my son …"

Tuoba Fei's expression was extremely gentle as he gazed at the baby with a caring gaze. The baby had a hint of his appearance, and even though he was still young, his facial features were no different from Tuoba Fei's.

"Wu Lan Zhu, do you think he looks like This King?"

Wu Lanzhu carefully peeked at Tuoba Fei's expression. Her master's gentle, affectionate, and smiling appearance was filled with love. She had never seen anything like this before.

"The little prince and the prince are exactly the same. Now that he has just been born, if I look at him again in a few days, he will definitely be no different from the prince."

Tuoba Fei was overjoyed upon hearing this. His heart was even happier, and he didn't feel tired or sleepy. When he felt the child's small hands tightly grip his fingers, he could not help but feel a sense of fatherly love.

Hugging Yue Chanjuan and the baby and feeling the soft warmth of the baby, he couldn't help but smile, no longer showing the indifferent and dignified face of someone who would normally reject others a thousand miles away.

"Chan Juan, look at our son. He really does resemble me."

"The prince's son is naturally like the prince. When he grows up, he will also be an unparalleled handsome man."

Yue Chan was filled with tender feelings as she nestled into Tuoba Fei's embrace. Mother love made her face even more holy and beautiful. Not enough love, not enough seeing. Only after seeing her child safe and sound did she truly relax.

"Prince, give your child a name."

"Attila."

Tuoba Fei's face was filled with tender affection as he reached out his hand to pull the child's hand. The baby tightly held his fingers as a smile appeared on his face.

"Look, he smiled at me."

At this moment, Tuoba Fei's heart was filled with tenderness. In his eyes and heart, this infant was especially different. He reached for the baby, but the baby was too small. Carefully, he lifted the baby's lithe body with both hands and smiled contentedly.

Wu Lan Zhu stood in front of the bed. When he saw Tuoba Fei's smile, he couldn't help but be intoxicated by it. They had never seen such a gentle and affectionate Tuoba Fei before.

In their eyes, Prince Xian of the Left always carried a noble air with him. He exuded an aura of indifference and awe. His handsome face was calm and tranquil, and the faint smile at the corner of his mouth made them not dare to look.

Stealthily, he could only secretly look around. His elegance and elegance had attracted countless girls from the Western Regions. Even the women from the Central Plains were secretly falling for Tuoba Fei.

"Take the child down."

Yue Chanjuan noticed that Wu Lanzhu was spying on Tuoba Fei and felt unwell. She handed the child in her arms to Wu Lanzhu, and Wu Lanzhu suddenly came to a realization and bowed as she took the child and left.

"Has Your Highness seen the gaze Wu Lanzhu used to look at Your Highness just now?"

"Are you jealous?"

Tuoba Fei gently kissed Yue Chan Juan's hair, then he extended his arms to hug her tightly.