At dusk, Bai Xilie once again left the palace in casual attire to pick up his daughter from Prince Kang's Mansion.
Prince Kang and Princess Consort Kang led him to the Nuan Pavilion.
"Keep your voice down, Imperial Brother, the children are all asleep," Prince Kang whispered.
The door was gently pushed open.
With Bai Xilie in the lead, everyone tiptoed inside.
They saw Bai Zhi'er lying on the bed, sprawled out in a starfish pose, her little tummy rising and falling with each breath.
She slept soundly, her rosy cheeks glowing with a porcelain brilliance.
Her jet black, soft hair accentuated her delicate and beautiful features.
Around her, Third Young Master Bai Yaoyu lay sleeping, pinning down the corner of his sister's quilt.
Fourth Son Bai Daoyan's arm was under Bai Zhi'er's neck like a pillow.
He showed no resistance, willingly letting himself be crushed, and slept on his side.
