"What?" Yan Yuning picked up the porcelain bowl and took a sip. "It's quite sweet."

"I don't know what it is. His Majesty asked Imperial Doctor Wen to make it specially for you and told you to drink it when you wake up." Qiu Ci said with a smile.

Seeing that the little guy was very anxious and the drink was not very hard to drink, Yan Yuning tilted her head back and drank it all.

Taiyi Palace.

As soon as he stepped into the hall, Xuan Yuncheng trotted and threw himself into Yan Yuning's arms, and the maid began to serve the meal in an orderly manner.

"Mother." The little guy held Yan Yuning's hand, with a smile on his face. "The emperor said you should rest and not let your son disturb you. How come you are more sleepy than your son?"

Yan Yu Ning coughed lightly and said seriously, "I haven't seen you, the emperor, for a long time, so we kept chatting and chatted until a little late."

"Mother, what did you talk about with the Emperor? Did you talk about me?" the little guy asked curiously.

Yan Yuning touched the tip of her nose, speechless for a moment.

Xuan Yanyu lifted the imperial curtain and listened to the conversation between the two, he smiled and walked in front of them, looking at Yan Yuning and asked gently, "Are you hungry?"

“Not hungry.”

"Hungry."

The former was Xuan Yuncheng's soft voice, and the latter was Yan Yuning's smiling voice.

Xuan Yanyu automatically ignored the little guy's voice, smiling, "I'm hungry too, let's go eat."

Little guy: “…”

Didn't ask him...

Ignore him too...

"Even if you are not hungry, you have to eat." Yan Yuning shook the little guy and held her hand.

"Okay." Xuan Yuncheng smiled wickedly.

When all the dishes were served, Xuan Yanyu waved his hand to dismiss all the maids.

In front of the sandalwood chair, the little guy insisted on sitting between the two of them. Xuan Yanyu frowned, looking very unhappy. He stood up, walked around the little guy, and sat on the other side of Yan Yuning.

"Mother~" The little guy lowered his head and tugged at Yan Yuning's sleeve with his little hand.

Yan Yuning tilted her head and motioned Xuan Yanyu to sit next to the little guy.

The man's frown deepened and he shook his head.

Yan Yuning glared at him.

"Okay." Xuan Yanyu compromised and sat back in his seat.

"Mother." The little fellow hugged Yan Yuning's arm and grinned, "What do you want to eat? I'll pick it up for you."

There is him between the Emperor and the Queen Mother, so the Emperor should not compete with him for picking food for the Queen Mother.

"No need. Xiaoxiao, whatever you want to eat, your mother will feed you." Yan Yuning looked at the little guy blinking his bright eyes, with a faint smile on his soft and tender face, looking exactly the same as Xuan Yanyu.

She couldn't help but kiss his forehead again, her adorable baby.

The little guy smiled shyly. He felt so happy. The emperor was on his left and the queen mother was on his side.

With a bang, the sandalwood chair was brought to the ground as Xuan Yanyu stood up. He gritted his teeth and looked at Xuan Yuncheng, who was startled and shrank into Yan Yuning's arms. He looked at Yan Yuning again, pursed his lips slightly, and after a moment of silence, he said in a low voice, "He is twenty years old now."

"I know." Yan Yuning stroked the little guy's head.

Only 18 years old, still a child.

The little guy stretched out his little hand and took two bites of the cake, handed one to Yan Yuning and took one for himself, then snuggled in Yan Yuning's arms, took small bites of the cake, waiting for his emperor to continue speaking.