That night, Yin Hun the Nineteenth held Tang Qingxue as they slept.
Despite the thunder roaring outside and the heavy rain pouring down, Tang Qingxue lay in Yin Hun the Nineteenth's arms, feeling his calm and warm presence. Her heart was steady and calm, and she quickly fell asleep.
In the early morning, she opened her eyes, and the warm sunlight streamed in through the window. Yin Hun the Nineteenth was changing Niannian's diaper while singing an unknown children's song to her. Niannian looked at him with big eyes, babbling something joyously, occasionally laughing and waving her tiny hands.
Tang Qingxue watched quietly, then turned over to see this warm scene, a warm smile spreading across her lips.
She never realized how loving Yin Hun the Nineteenth could be.
She had once heard from Steward Stone that Yin Hun the Nineteenth's parents died when he was very young, so he never experienced parental affection. Perhaps, because of this, he wanted to give Niannian more love.
