In another room, Lady Liang had just fed Little Bun and found that he was still awake, so she and Old Lady Zhou unwrapped his swaddling, checking him over.
He was wrapped in a woman's inner garment. As life improved, Lady Liang's knowledge grew, and she recognized the fabric as of high quality, something not affordable for ordinary families; she suspected this garment might belong to Wufu herself.
Upon inspecting the child, his navel was clumsily tied with a strip, without proper treatment. The baby was extremely frail, yet it was evident he had long limbs, a small face still somewhat red, and once the redness faded, he might be quite a handsome child.
Xiao Qi barged in, seeing the young master with swaddling undone, he stepped forward with a watchful gaze.
"He wasn't cleaned after birth?" Lady Liang asked him.
One can sense whether a person is benevolent or malicious, Xiao Qi felt that Lady Liang looked at him with pity and nodded.
