Prince Jing's Mansion was built on the most prosperous street in the capital.

Prince Jing was originally demoted to Qingzhou because he had angered his father.

Later, after Xia Zhengqi ascended the throne, out of consideration for their brotherly love, he ordered the construction of a Prince Jing's Palace in the capital, allowing Prince Jing to return to the capital to live, but he could still enjoy the taxes from the fiefdom.

Over the years, Prince Jing has lived a very comfortable life under the protection of Xia Zhengqi.

In the streets of late autumn, the golden leaves of the sycamore trees are scattered all over the ground, making a crunching sound when stepped on.

Xia Zhengqi held the little princess in his arms, dressed up as an ordinary wealthy man, and arrived at the gate of Prince Jing's Mansion in a carriage.

“Bang, bang, bang!”

The doorman opened the door and asked, "Excuse me, are you..."

Eunuch Debao smiled slightly and said, "Report to your respected prince and tell him that the emperor has arrived."

The doorman staggered with fear: "Emperor...Emperor?" and stumbled towards the inner courtyard.

A moment later, Prince Jing, Princess Jing, and Prince Jing's son all came to the gate to greet them.

Xia Zhengqi rarely visits people, and today he came to Prince Jing's Mansion without saying hello, which was really puzzling.

"Why is the emperor in such a good mood today? He brings the little princess to visit my humble residence. It really brings honor to my humble home." Prince Jing smiled.

Xia Zhengqi's lips curled up slightly: "Second brother, we are all family, there is no need to make such empty promises. I was just passing by today and came in to sit down with you."

"Oh, the little princess has grown so big!" Princess Yang of Prince Jing exclaimed exaggeratedly.

"This little princess is so adorable!" echoed Xia Chenghai, the Prince of Jing.

[Everyone, they're all good at flattering me!] Xia Miaoyuan rolled his eyes.

Prince Jing was stunned. What was that sound?

He discovered that he was actually hallucinating.

After a few polite words were exchanged, they went into the flower hall to drink tea and chat.

After chatting about some random things, Xia Zhengqi suggested, "Second brother, I remember there's a pretty good fish pond in your mansion, perfect for fishing."

"Yes, Your Majesty has a very good memory!" Prince Jing complimented.

"I haven't fished for a long time, and my hands are really itching. How about you accompany me to fish for a while today?" Xia Zhengqi pretended to have a sudden idea.

Prince Jing agreed without thinking too much and led Xia Zhengqi to the pond.

Princess Jing was busy preparing dinner for Xia Zhengqi and the little princess.

Prince Jing also wanted to go fishing with them, but before he could say anything, Xia Zhengqi said to him, "Chenghai, you must have some official business to attend to, right? Go and do your business. Official business is more important."

When Prince Jing and the Crown Prince heard what Xia Zhengqi said, they were stunned.

The prince said in a daze: "Uncle Emperor, my nephew is not busy today."

Xia Zhengqi said seriously, "Aren't you busy? I remember you were always very busy when you were on duty at the Hongwenguan!"

Prince Jing glared at the Crown Prince and said, "How can you not be busy? Go and do your own thing. How can you possibly have time to fish?"

The prince then said aggrievedly, "Then I'll take my leave, Uncle Emperor, I hope you enjoyed yourself."

Xia Miaoyuan stood beside Xia Zhengqi and couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh when she saw the prince's silly look. [What a fool! I sent you away, didn't you hear it?]

Huh? I heard that voice again.

Prince Jing secretly glanced at Xia Miaoyuan and saw that she was holding Xia Zhengqi's robe with one hand and stuffing the other hand into her mouth, concentrating on eating her fingers and not saying a word.

Strange, strange, am I sick? Am I hallucinating?

Prince Jing was filled with doubts, but he still smiled and led Xia Zhengqi towards the fish pond.

Xia Miaoyuan had just learned to walk and refused to be carried. He walked laboriously with his chubby little legs.

Prince Jing's personal servant, Debao, and Nanny Li who took care of Xia Miaoyuan all tactfully followed their master from a distance.

"Second brother, I don't know if you have ever had this experience. Sometimes when I look at the children, it feels as if they have grown up overnight." Xia Zhengqi looked relaxed.

[Hehe, Daddy is starting to tease me.] Xia Miaoyuan grinned secretly.

Huh? Could that be the little princess's inner voice?

Prince Jing was shocked, but he suppressed his emotions.

"Yes, time flies. The mischief we brothers did in the Imperial Garden seems like it happened just a few days ago. When I think back on it, it's still vivid in my mind."

"Chenghai is 20 years old this year, right?" Xia Zhengqi's tone was very casual, as if he suddenly remembered to ask.

Prince Jing's mouth curled up: "Your Majesty, you are mistaken. Chenghai is only one year older than the Crown Prince. He is 19 this year."

Xia Zhengqi slapped his head and said, "Oh, look at my memory, I remembered it wrong. It was Chengguang. If he were still alive, he would be 20 years old now."

[Daddy is awesome!] Chatting about family matters naturally led to the topic of their eldest son's premature death.] Xia Miaoyuan turned around and gave Xia Zhengqi an adoring look.

Ah! I actually heard the little princess's voice!

After hearing that voice again and again, Prince Jing was finally sure that he was hearing Xia Miaoyuan's inner voice.

I could actually hear the child's inner voice. Could it be that I prayed too sincerely to the gods and Buddha, and the Buddha appeared to me?

For a moment, Prince Jing was overwhelmed with thoughts. He was very excited about his new special abilities, but he was also sad because he had just heard Xia Zhengqi mention his eldest son who had died young.

After calming down, Prince Jing finally spoke, "Yes, if he were still alive, he would be 20 years old this year. I never thought that Your Majesty would still remember the child's name."

After saying this, Prince Jing's eyes turned red.

"As soon as he was born, you wrote a letter to the emperor, requesting him to make this child the crown prince. This was unheard of. Your Highness actually asked for the title of crown prince for a baby in swaddling clothes. Of course I remember it clearly." Xia Zhengqi walked slowly in square steps, looking up into the distance, as if recalling the past.

According to the system of Daxia, one of the prince's sons can inherit the title and be named the crown prince.

As for which son to make the crown prince, it is up to the prince himself to decide. After making the decision, he just needs to submit a memorial to the emperor requesting the title of crown prince.

However, princes usually waited until their sons were in their teens or even twenties before asking the emperor to confer titles on them.

Prince Jing doted on Bai Liuyun too much and cherished their son too much, so he made a shocking move and asked the emperor to make the baby the crown prince.

At that time, this matter became gossip in the court and was discussed by ministers.

Of course, this also made the old emperor very angry. He rejected the request for the title and wrote a letter to scold Prince Jing.

"Although I have never seen that child, I have heard that he looks quite like someone from our Xia royal family, with handsome features and a sturdy build."

Xia Zhengqi secretly observed the changes in Prince Jing's expression and continued, "Alas, what a pity for that child."

"I heard that the child died of illness? Qingzhou is said to have many famous doctors, so it shouldn't be that serious."

When Prince Jing heard this, he was a little surprised. He thought to himself, it’s okay for you to mention Chengguang, but why did you ask about the cause of his death? This is like stabbing me in the heart. He was very unhappy.

But due to their status as king and subject, he dared not show his anger, so he suppressed his anger and said, "Yes, he died of illness. It was just unlucky for that child back then. He just didn't meet a good doctor."