"Putting aside your identities, you two will really get beaten if you do this." Yan Yuning smiled leisurely.

"Aunt is too sensitive." The little guy squeezed in between the two of them and held one of them in each hand.

Yan Yuning scratched his little nose and said, "What do you mean Auntie is too sensitive? If someone says you are ugly, then just be ugly. If you are ugly, your mother will be mad to death."

"Mother, I look like my father. If you say that I am ugly, doesn't that mean that my father is ugly? Who dares to say that? Mother, I think I am very handsome." The little guy shook their arms, leaned forward, jumped and ran forward, pulling them along.

For fear that he would fall, Xuan Yanyu and Yan Yuning took bigger steps.

"Yes, yes, yes." Yan Yuning glanced at Xuan Yanyu, then lowered her head to look at the jumping little guy, her eyes overflowing with a faint smile, "Your father gave birth to a good-looking child, and you are also good-looking."

"Yeah!" The little guy raised his chin proudly.

"What's good about you?" Xuan Yanyu smiled and patted the little guy's head.

"If I make her cry, you'll have to comfort her." Yan Yu Ning warned her in advance.

Xuan Yanyu's lips curled slightly, and his eyes with a smile fell on Yan Yuning's charming little face, "What if I can't coax her?"

"How about you accept my punishment?" Yan Yuning raised her eyebrows.

Before Xuan Yanyu could speak, the little guy looked up at them and asked suspiciously, "Mother, shouldn't father punish you along with me?"

"You still want to punish your father?" The man pulled the little guy's cheek.

"Grandpa Emperor said that anyone who offends me should be punished."

"Heh." Xuan Yanyu lowered his eyes and looked at Xuan Yuncheng, smiling meaningfully, "No matter whether you are right or wrong? You should be punished?"

"No." The little guy shook his head, "Grandpa Emperor said that if I do something wrong, I will be punished."

"Yeah." Xuan Yanyu nodded with satisfaction.

"But Father, you have offended me." The little fellow raised his head, looked at Xuan Yanyu, and asked seriously, "Father, what is wrong with me?"

"Hey? Xiaoxiao, how about your mother taking you to see your aunt?" Yan Yuning changed the subject.

The little guy's eyes shifted from Xuan Yanyu's face to Yan Yuning's face, "Aunt? What do you want to see aunt for?"

"It's not your Aunt Yaoyao, it's Aunt Yuzhi. Can we go to the Taiwei Mansion to find her?"

"Aunt Yuzhi?" The little guy tilted his head and thought about it carefully for a long time. He had never heard of this person in his memory.

"Xuan Xixi, do you want to go back to the palace first? I want to take Xiaoxiao to the Taiwei Mansion." Yan Yuning asked with a smile.

"Together."

"Okay." Yan Yuning's smile became even more intense.

Xuan Yanyu stared at the girl's flawless little face with a sweet smile. His Adam's apple rolled, and he covered the little girl's eyes with his big hands, then bent down and put his lips close to hers.

After a long while, Xuan Yuncheng pulled Xuan Yanyu's hand away, pursed his lips, and said in a trembling voice with a little grievance, "Father, do you want to make your son fall?"

"No, no." Yan Yuning picked up the little guy and glared at Xuan Yanyu.

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, touched his lips with his delicate bony fingers, and a charming smile appeared at the corners of his eyes. From his expression, it can be seen that he was in a good mood.

Yan Yuning stared at him, swallowed her saliva in a useless way, and lowered her voice, "Next... Don't do this next time."

"Yeah." Xuan Yanyu nodded obediently.

"Mother." The little guy remembered something and asked softly, "Who is Xuan Xixi?"

"Cough." Yan Yuning choked on her saliva.

Xuan Yuncheng seemed to understand. He frowned and looked at Xuan Yanyu with his eyes wide open.

Looking at the little guy's disbelieving eyes, Yan Yuning lowered her head and held back her laughter.