The Little Crown Prince Is Here

"You were a step too late. He just turned over and fell asleep."

Lu Fenying closed his eyes and leaned against the couch to rest. Looking at the baby was simply a waste of time.

"If we're too slow, will we miss the imperial banquet?" Qian'er was a little anxious, afraid that the imperial banquet would end and she wouldn't be able to see her master and Bu Yaolian.

"Should we go back now?" Lu Fenying asked coldly.

"No…" Qian'er shook her head.

"Don't worry over nothing." Lu Fenying closed his eyes and continued to rest.

Qian'er continued to observe her son. She felt that the little guy was starting to grow and was quite handsome, but why didn't he look like her at all?

Not only that, he didn't look like Lu Fenying at all either.

Lu Fenying's royal bloodline had curly hair which was especially charming.

But the baby's hair was straight. Did he look like Qian'er, then?