Perhaps infected by the sleepiness, Feng Xiaoli's eyelids drooped down, and her little head fell asleep on Dugu Wu's hand.
Dugu Wu sat up silently and tucked Xiaoli into the covers.
The little one had already woken up when tucking herself in.
In her slumber, Feng Xiaoli's face, soft like a glutinous rice dumpling, still bore a sweet smile, her little cheeks red and adorable.
Something seemed to fill his heart all at once.
A hint of indulgent affection unconsciously flashed through Dugu Wu's eyes, which otherwise held the eternal frost of heterochromia.
He had made countless enemies in his life, and although he had the protection of the brothers Feng Zao, he had not had a good night's sleep in a long time.
Feng Wan summoned Chun Liu in to look after Feng Xiaoli.
"Master, Chief Li has sent news. Something has happened at the Empress Dowager's, Princess Feng has been confined to the Cold Palace."
Feng Wan whispered.
"Enter the palace."
