Nangong Yupiao drifted out of the room and walked leisurely to the only window in the corridor. She occupied the window and ensured that she could enjoy the freshest air alone.
She was afraid that she would not be able to breathe because of the fire.
However, there was a child who had just reached Nangong Yupiao's waist. It was a boy. He was chubby and had a round face. He looked like he was carved from jade. His eyes were black and bright, and they were watery. He looked very innocent.
He was wearing noble clothes. Just the jade pendant on his chubby waist was shocking because it was a Pixiu that had jade inlaid with gold.
A Pixiu was the son of a dragon. Only the imperial family could use it.
If this child was not from the imperial family, he would be from another family close to them. In short, he was related to the imperial family.