Children were the most sensitive to their surroundings. With her sparkling eyes open, Changsheng did not know what was going on.
Jiang Pengji stroked Changsheng's thick hair and said softly, "Huaiyu, don't be so nervous. Don't frighten Changsheng."
Feng Jin quietly heaved a sigh of relief and he did not know whether to cry or to laugh. Could he not be worried?
An earthquake had struck Dongqing when Changsheng was born. Now, when she had just met the lord, 20000 unknown troops and horses were outside the city. Although the Xiangyang District today was not considered to be weak and had all kinds of defensive equipment ready, war was never a good thing.
He was really afraid that people would hold superstitions towards his daughter. How could he not be worried?
"It may not be a bad thing. Let's go and have a look first."