Celestial Capital, Marquis Wei Yuan's Mansion.
Nalan Yujin was in her bedroom, nursing her child.
Her hair was coiled into the intricate bun of a married woman, adorned with pearl hairpins and fine jade. A maternal glow shone on her fair face. Her lavish purple robes were parted and slightly disheveled, and one side of her crimson bodice was untied, hanging loose in front of her.
Watching her son suckle greedily, she couldn't help but smile as she reached out to stroke his cheek.
"Eat up and grow up big and strong. You'll be a general just like your grandfather and your father. But you must never, ever be like your second uncle—that good-for-nothing scoundrel."
She was glad Pei Shaoqing had been driven out of the family.
'What if my son learns his bad habits?'
The mere thought of her son growing up to be like Pei Shaoqing sent a shiver down her spine.
