At the Han residence.
In the room in the backyard.
Han Zhao carried his eldest daughter, Han Nianxuan, in his right hand and his youngest son, Han Yan, in his left hand. He coaxed the two babies to sleep.
Lu Yingxuan and Xu Ling followed Lu Yi and Zhang Mudie to shop.
Although he had a maidservant and a nanny to help take care of the child, Han Zhao, who was a new father, also wanted to participate more, so he personally did it.
"It's so tiring to take care of children. It's not easy for women!"
Han Zhao sighed.
The baby would wake up once every two to three hours. Then, he would have to change his diaper, drink milk, and coax him to sleep.
And it was best not to leave his line of sight.
Han Zhao could not regulate his breathing or cultivate. Otherwise, he would be interrupted after a while.