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    Shang Qinghua let out a long, shaky breath. “Right. Okay. Sure. No problem. I can work with that. That’s fine.” He shifted the baby in his arms, looking down at the tiny, squirming face, the damp lashes clinging together. “You hear that? As long as you make it to the sect, everything’s good. Easy quest conditions. No trauma required.”

    Luo Binghe made a faint snuffling sound, unimpressed.

    Shang Qinghua’s smile collapsed almost instantly. “Oh, gods, what am I saying?” He scrubbed a hand over his face, leaving another smear of drying blood. “I’m not qualified for this! I can barely keep myself alive half the time! You need—uh—you need a responsible, kindhearted woman from a humble background with good soup-making skills, not a chronically overworked peak lord-slash-spy!”

    The baby responded by making a small, gurgling noise that sounded alarmingly like agreement.

    “Don’t sass me,” Shang Qinghua muttered. “You’re, like, twelve minutes old.”

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    Just another fic where Shang Qinghua ruins canon and gains a son.

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