Falling Ill

The winds outside were blocked by the walls of Yong'an Palace, and Xie Ning's mind was completely occupied by her child. She found everything about him fascinating, even when he slept, she couldn't help but watch him for a while without blinking her eyes.

Madam Lin brought in some soup and laughed when she saw Xie Ning's expression, "Being a mother for the first time, you are so infatuated with your child. When you have three or five more in the future, you won't find it so special anymore."

Three or five more? Xie Ning was taken aback by this statement. It was already difficult enough to give birth to one child, how could she possibly give birth to three or five? Besides, can anyone guarantee that they can have as many children as they want? One person cannot give birth to so many children.

Xie Ning shook her head, "I only need him."

Madam Lin was shocked by this statement, "Nonsense, what do you mean by only one?"