Lu Liangwei's tears immediately streamed down her face uncontrollably.
It was no wonder she had felt a ray of golden light pulling her and bringing her back while her soul was drifting about aimlessly.
Did the gods hear Grandmother's prayer?
Seeing this, Long Qingzhi hurriedly sat down and took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears away anxiously. "Hey, don't cry. You shouldn't cry during postpartum recovery, or it'll hurt your eyes. The Dowager Duchess really loves you; she'll be upset to see you like this. Brother's coming back soon too, and if he sees you crying, he'll think that I've been bullying you and make me pay for it."
Slowly, Lu Liangwei stopped crying and nodded. "All right."
Long Qingzhi put her arms around the girl's fragile figure, her heart aching for her.
She had just woken up after surviving a great crisis. If she were to learn that she still had another child who had been…
