Chapter 431 Shen Jiekun.

While the imperial capital was raging with dark currents, in Xiliang, in Mingpei Hall, there was a sense of harmony and joy.

As the proverb says, a child "turns over three times, sits down six times, rolls around seven times and crawls eight times". Jiang Huoyue, born in June last year, was already more than eight months old at this time, and had been raised by He's family to be so fat that her little hands stretched out and poked out a nest of flesh, and her legs and arms were all like lotus roots. She was wearing a colorful gold-embroidered butterfly jacket and dress sent by Wei Changying, and rolled around on the rug like a ball, giggling and babbling with great enthusiasm.

Different from the commotion she made was Shen Shuxie, who landed on the ground in November last year, because he was just under four months old, yet he was still wrapped in swaddling clothes and held lovingly by his great aunt Shen Zangzhu, who couldn't scream yet, and could only turn his dark and