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... ries 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 ...
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