Outside the window, the rain fell in a steady drizzle. The candlelight flickered softly in the breeze, casting the shadows of the two figures against the gauze bed curtains. Yufang gently patted Ruyuan’s small back, and the infant's breathing gradually grew steady and even. She leaned down to kiss her daughter’s tender, rosy cheek, and carefully tucked in the edge of the blanket.
"Is the baby fast asleep?" Xia Huai'an lowered his voice, his tone as tense as if they were plotting some major conspiracy. He tiptoed over to the cradle and, by the light of the candle, studied his daughter's sleeping face in detail.
Yufang smiled faintly, replying in an equally subdued voice: "She's asleep. Look at how her little mouth is still twitching—she must be dreaming about nursing." She gently brushed the soft hair away from her daughter's forehead, her eyes filled with tenderness.
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