As she spoke, the woman's eyes shifted from Xia Jin's face to the baby who was sleeping in the cot. her face was full of compassion, as if she saw the dog's appearance when it was just born through the baby.

Xia Jin smile, the upper body toward the direction of the small bed to explore, close look at the son in the small bed.

It has been several hours since the baby was born. The umbilical cord has been cut and the scab has been cleaned. The skin is no longer as wrinkled as it was when he was born. It's white, tender and smooth. It can be broken by blowing. At a glance, people will feel happy.

At this moment, Xia Jin feels that her whole heart is filled with happiness by her newborn son. Even Xiao Yiyuan is left behind by her.

All of a sudden, the little guy in the dream unconsciously moved his arm, his mouth rose, showing a sweet smile, as if to melt people's heart.

"Girl, this is the soup made by the pheasant sent by the young man who sent you to the mountain. It's nutritious, delicious, and the temperature is just right. Have a taste."

In the moment when Xia Jin was looking at the little guy, the woman went out of the room and came back with a bowl of wild chicken soup in her hand.

"Thank you, madam."

Xia Jin reaches for it and thanks with a smile.

The fragrant flavor soon drifts into the nose, only a smell, then entangles the human involuntarily secretion saliva.

It takes a lot of energy to have a baby. Xia Jin is already empty and hungry. She soon drinks a bowl full of chicken soup.

Xia Jin finished the soup, the woman took the bowl, is about to leave, the little guy in the small bed suddenly woke up, curious eyes looked around, and then "wow" cry out.

The woman quickly put the bowl aside and carefully picked up the child and handed it to Xia Jin

"Maybe I'm hungry."

At the end of the speech, seeing that Xia Jin's holding the child is strange and wrong, she guides her on the side. Until Xia Jin holds the child in the right way to breast feed, she leaves the room with a bowl.

As soon as he stepped out of the room, he met several big men, including He Lian Guangyao and Wu Zhong, with their eyes rolling.

In Xia Jin's drowsy hours, this woman has experienced such things several times.

"The girl has drunk the soup, and her physical strength has recovered a lot. Now she is breastfeeding her baby. After feeding, you can visit her."

Although the woman didn't know the name and identity of Helian Guangyao, because Wu Zhong called him his highness before, she knew that his identity must be extraordinary. She didn't dare to offend him, and she didn't dare to ask easily. She even used honorific words.

After hearing the woman's words, because of the baby crying in the room, Gao Xuan's heart suddenly dropped.

Wu Zhong opened his mouth to thank the woman. She shook her head with a smile and went to the kitchen.

In the room, Xia Jin looks at the facial features of the little guy who is sucking and sucking in her arms. As a new mother, she is full of love, with a shallow smile on her face, and her breath is very soft.

"Son, Mommy... No, it's the mother. Son, what's your mother's name for you? "

Xia Jin talks to herself, and suddenly misses Xiao Yiyuan.

And her parents and relatives in the 21st century. Since her disappearance, are they still well?

"Son, how about your mother naming you nianqin? I hope you can be just, magnanimous and admirable, and express your mother's yearning for your grandparents and uncles. "

Xia Jin whispers from Nan, the heart does not feel the birth of bursts of loss.

She was brought up by her parents and accompanied by her brother.

But now... She can't even do her filial piety for one day beside her parents!