Fahua Temple, East Garden.
The cries of a baby broke the mountain's silence.
The little one was born without a father or mother, and being premature, his constitution was weak. Now swaddled tightly, without mother's milk, Xiao Tao fed him some sugar water, but he kept crying.
Su Yaoqi stood by the bed, a heaviness of death lingering between his handsome brows.
"Fourth Young Master." Xiao Tao finally managed to soothe the child to sleep and looked up, "Shall I go down the mountain to find a wet nurse for Young Master Sun? His little body is too weak, if this continues, I worry..."
Su Yaoqi, with lifeless eyes, responded to her, "Alright."
Xiao Tao felt her pouch at her waist, weighed the amount of silver, and thought it should be enough, then quickly left the East Garden and descended the mountain.
Su Yaoqi asked Brother Shiming to help look after the child, while he went to the Dharma Hall to see his master.
