Lengxiang Palace.
The back courtyard.
Noble Consort Lan sat in the covered corridor, holding Gu Xinchao in her arms and gently rocking him. A smile played at the corners of her lips as she hummed a hometown ditty from Yuezhou. Every now and then, she narrowed her eyes to look up at the sky. A gentle breeze swept across the top of the wall, ruffling her hair before playfully drifting away.
Chapter 28