Night falls.
After bathing and changing clothes, Meng Qianqian lay on the soft bed.
Since becoming pregnant, she feared the heat a bit.
An ice basin was placed inside the room.
"Go to sleep."
Lu Yuan gently held her hand and said.
She nodded, closed her eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.
She dreamt, dreamt of returning to her childhood.
The Shang Family wasn't wiped out, the General Mansion was bustling with people, lively beyond compare.
"Little Seven, Little Seven!"
At four years old, she stood in front of the cradle, looking at the adorable little baby.
The baby opened its big, shiny black eyes, one chubby hand grabbing its little foot, putting it in its mouth, munching and chewing.
"Little Seven, you're so greedy."
She said in a childish voice.
Little Seven: "Wah~"
"Little Nine, why are you still here?"
Second Aunt entered with a smile, took her little hand: "Time to sleep."
She pointed at the cradle: "I want to sleep with Little Seven."
