"He's hungry, the wet nurse took him away." Mo Liancheng sat down calmly beside her.
Seeing this, Jing Xin was just about to step out when another person hurried in.
"Eighth brother, I've been here for quite a while too, you know. The wet nurse is human, and so am I; why won't you let me hold him?" Mo Jingxuan's complaining continued non-stop, directing a barrage of grievances towards Mo Liancheng. He was extremely dissatisfied with the Prince's behavior!
"If you were a woman, then I would let you hold him."
"Eighth brother, I'm a man."
"So, if you want to hold a child, go have one yourself."
"Children are born to women." Isn't that simple logic obvious?
"Then find a woman and have one."
"..."
Mo Jingxuan shut his mouth regarding that topic. No matter how he argued, he could never outtalk his eighth brother.
