Unfortunately, Lin Xin's protest was ineffective.
His name was ultimately set as Lin Sheri. But it was not the "she" from archery—he had misread it. It was actually Lin Sheri.
Though it was still ultimately related to the sun, it was at least far better than that previous name reeking of adolescent delusions.
After being held by Lin Hao for a while, he was passed to Yuan Wanqing—his mother in this life—so she could hold him and take a look.
Yuan Wanqing soon fell into a deep sleep. The midwife cleaned her body, and then the maidservants took over.
Lin Xin was quickly cleaned up as well and carried to a small cradle at the side to sleep.
He was brimming with energy, his vitality and blood far stronger than that of an ordinary infant. The midwife and doctor praised his excellent innate foundation. A group of people gathered around him, chatting and laughing, offering all kinds of congratulations before gradually leaving.
Lin Hao and Lin Yaoyang both hovered around him and Yuan Wanqing, their faces filled with joyful smiles.
Only after the two finally calmed down did they notice Lin Xin pretending to sleep. Then they went outside to discuss him.
Though they were standing right outside the door and had lowered their voices greatly, Lin Xin cultivated the Righteous Sun Art. His vitality and blood were at their peak, and because they were exceptionally pure and concealed, the circulation of the Righteous Sun Art and the accumulation of vitality and blood had gone completely unnoticed by Lin Hao and Lin Yaoyang.
Yet this also made his five senses extraordinarily sharp. Though they were separated by some distance, he could clearly hear their conversation outside.
"Has Auntie fallen asleep?" That was Lin Yaoyang's voice. It carried a somewhat masculine