The birth of the prince ought to be announced across the land.
News spread swiftly, like snowflakes carried by the wind. Many came to Changmen to offer congratulations and pay visits, their numbers seemingly endless. Yet Feng Yun, still in her confinement period, refused all visitors except for Lady Tu, Puyang Yi, Wenhui Yingrong Chaiying Nankui Luoyue Guanwei, and the unavoidable Princess Chang...
She kept a close watch on the Little Prince, as if her eyes were fixed on him.
Ordinary people were not allowed near.
On the fifth day of the first lunar month, someone from the Feng Family arrived.
A single carriage brought gifts, accompanied by only two attendants. It was far more subdued than the ostentatious displays of their past, devoid of the arrogance they once carried.
When Feng Jingteng stepped out of the carriage, Xiaoman almost couldn't recognize him.
In three years, he seemed to have aged more than ten; white hairs now sprouted at his temples...
