Shu Jiao nodded. She didn't refuse this point. Children are children, and adults are adults; they shouldn't be conflated. Things that needed to be clarified must be made clear—they of the senior branch had no obligation to take care of and raise another's child.
She turned to Xiu Xi, who had been silent with a stern face, and said softly, "Xiaoxi, you should go to sleep too. Jiaojiao is fine now."
Xiu Xi lifted his head to glance at her, then nodded and, before leaving, took one last look at Ruan Jiaojiao, who was sleeping soundly.
Shu Jiao silently watched his departing figure.
In fact, she knew that Xiu Xi's concern wasn't any less significant than Xiu Xun's; it was just that this child, his daughter, was exceptionally close to him, so close it seemed as if none of their parents or kin could wedge their way in.