This scene seemed to indicate that he was different from other men—at this moment, what he cared about most was still his wife, not his son.

"Stop pretending. I know what you want most right now is to hold your son." The woman smiled gently as she spoke. She understood her husband's feelings at this moment. Of course, she wasn't saying he was pretending; it was a bit of both, and as a wife, she naturally needed to be considerate.

And she was already very satisfied—satisfied with her husband's care and concern for her.

"Heh, then let me hold our precious son first..." The man, already past his youth, was straightforward. After a few laughs, he picked up the baby, who was already wrapped up—well, swaddled.

"Black eyes, just a few strands of hair, can't even tell what color it is..." The man studied the baby as he held him.

"Father, Father, I want to hold my little brother too." Off to the side, the lively little girl called out, but with her small body, who would let her hold the baby?

"No fooling around. You can look, but holding him is out of the question." The man refused her directly.

"Hmph, then let me see." The little girl snorted, then leaned over joyfully, and the two other children nearby also came over.

"Wow, little brother is so cute..."

"Mmm..."

"Yes..."

The three children chattered one after another, while the two adults watched from the side. Instantly, the whole house was filled with a warm and happy atmosphere—the feeling of home.

But the newborn baby, just out in the world, seemed not to understand this feeling and cried loudly in his swaddling clothes...

……

After a night, rumors began to spread throughout the city about a miracle that had happened the day before, all because of one person—a newborn baby, the freshly born thirteenth young master of the The York Family.

The thirteenth young master—it didn't mean his father had that many children, but rather that, according to the ranking of the men in this generation of the The York Family, he was thirteenth among his cousins.

Of course, this was only the ranking within the current main family, not the entire The York Family. If it were the whole The York Family, he might be the one thousand and first young master—or perhaps even more.

A miracle, combined with a prestigious family, instantly made this thirteenth young master the focus of the entire city. He was immediately recognized as the child of the gods, with no one opposing or doubting it—at least, not for now.

Thus, this newborn, still swaddled, became famous throughout the world.

Many people had already begun to make predictions, saying that this child would surely achieve extraordinary things in the future. Some even imagined his entire path of growth:

At one, he could run, jump, and talk—his talent first revealed;

At two, he could read and recognize characters, well-read and showing his potential;

At three, he would begin training his body and learning battle aura or magic, and would surely be a genius;

At five, he would enter the Imperial Capital's Royal Academy, standing out among his peers;

At ten, he would travel the world, become famous, and turn into a legend;

At twenty, he would become a lord, build his own power, and become a dominant figure;

In this life, it would be hard for him to be ordinary—he would become a focal point of attention, meet talented people, build a career together, guide the world, encounter all kinds of women, and experience gentle romances...

……

But—is this really how things would turn out?

Chapter 3: The Abandoned Child of God

Three days later, the emperor of Xiangkong summoned the head of the The York Family and his son, specifically instructing them to bring the thirteenth young master of the The York Family along.

After the emperor's summons, there was another piece of news about the thirteenth young master of the The York Family: he now had a fiancée, who was none other than the empire's little princess—also a newborn, born on the same day as him, just a bit earlier.

Interestingly, this imperial princess was also born amidst rosy clouds, so her birth could also be linked to the miracle. Because of this, the emperor felt even more that the thirteenth young master and the little princess were a match made in heaven.

It was not uncommon for princesses to marry into the The York Family; such engagements from childhood had happened at least eight or ten times. So, naturally, no one objected or thought anything of it.

A month later, when the thirteenth young master turned one month old, the The York Family naturally held a banquet to celebrate. Almost all the civil and military officials were invited, and even the emperor himself attended, bringing along the little princess, who was also one month old.

At that time, the emperor's idea was to let the two little ones celebrate together, saving both sides from having to host separate banquets and splitting the guests. He didn't choose the palace, but came here instead, for his own reasons.

In any case, everyone could see that the emperor was giving the The York Family plenty of face, and the thirteenth young master once again became the center of attention.

A year later...

Things seemed to change a little. The thirteenth young master's physical growth was fine, but it wasn't as everyone had imagined. According to some people's predictions, he should already be able to run, jump, and talk by now, but—

"Chengtian, why is our child like this?" A noble and gentle woman of the The York Family looked at the one-year-old child with some worry.