"This is Hehuan Tang. Take it back and share it with Yan'er. Be gentle with her when you make love. If today you could conceive a child, that would be wonderful. To have a daughter afterward would be the greatest joy.",Air flowed back into Nan Wan'yan's nostrils. She coughed up a large pool of blood, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she lay half-propped against the edge of the bathtub.,A little girl of three or four years old stood outside the high wall of Yiwangfu, looking up at another little girl lying on her stomach at the top of the wall and whispering, "Almost there! Come on, Xiao Baozi!"。