"Xian'er, is Zhan'er asleep?"
In the front courtyard of a castle blooming with all kinds of flowers, Lin Feng sat at a table beneath a pavilion, watching Xiao Yi Xian slowly approach before asking with a light smile.
Around him, Qing Lin, Cao Ying, Dan Chen, Xin Lan, and Yun Yun were either sitting around the pavilion chatting or lying leisurely on their sisters' laps, enjoying the cool summer breeze. They looked exceptionally relaxed.
"Mm, he's asleep. That little rascal cried and fussed earlier—I was completely worn out by him."
Hearing Lin Feng's question, Xiao Yi Xian's lips curled slightly as she began to complain.
However, upon closer inspection, one would find that there was no disgust in Xiao Yi Xian's expression. Instead, it was filled with deep affection.
After all, Zhan'er, whom Lin Feng had just mentioned, was the boy Xiao Yi Xian had given birth to nearly a month ago.
A few days earlier, once Xiao Yi Xian had recovered, Lin Feng had brought mother and son to Central Province.
"Husband, why did you suddenly gather all us sisters who have come out of seclusion? Are we playing one dragon and six phoenixes?"
At that moment, Cao Ying lay on Dan Chen's soft lap on the long bench at one side of the pavilion. Her lazy, alluring face was full of teasing amusement.
"Haha, Ying'er, you really are my wonderful wife. We'll put that suggestion into practice tonight. And when the time comes, you'll be the first one I dote on."
Lin Feng laughed in reply.
"Hmph, Husband! Young Master! You big pervert!"
The other women twitched their delicate noses and shot him annoyed glances.
Yet when they imagined that scene, they could not help feeling a little tempted.
Lin Feng simply ignored the coquettish snorts of his