"Master, the wine is here. You're not feeling well, so please drink less."

"Okay, go down."

After Cheng Ying left, she closed the door behind her.

Just as Yan Shaoheng was about to pour the wine, Yue Zhixiao stopped his hand.

"Since your attendant has already said that you cannot drink alcohol, then you should not drink it."

Yan Shaoheng didn't know what his mentality was in not allowing him to drink, but that was enough.

“You have been away from my son and me for nearly 30 years. He has been by my side all these years, so I cannot accept this fact.”

"Yes, I understand."

"But for my mother's sake, I am willing to call you father, just so that she won't worry."

Over the years, he had seen countless colleagues enjoying the company of their children and grandchildren, and how could he not be envious?

Yan Shaoheng raised his head, trying to hold back his tears, and said, "Okay, okay!"

"I hope you can treat my mother well; she has suffered too much over the years."

In Yue Zhixiao's eyes, although the late emperor was a qualified father, he was definitely not a qualified husband.

“I understand. I assure you, I will only ever have your mother.”

With this guarantee, Yue Zhixiao was satisfied. In this way, no matter what status the person in front of him was, the only one who could inherit his mantle in the future was Yue Zhixiao.

He, Yue Zhixiao, is capable of making a comeback, avenging his grievances, and crushing Yue Yufeng and Yue Xiyuan under his feet.

"Xiao'er, now that you have acknowledged me as your father, there is something I still want to tell you. On the way here, your mother wanted me to find the best doctor to treat your illness."

"Treatment? What illness do I have?"

“Your mother heard what was said when you were taken to Prince Xiao’s mansion that day, and she knows about your affairs.”

"You also think I'm sick?"

"No, there are many good men in the world who have this quirk, so what's wrong with that?"

"Since you think so too, why should I treat you?"

"Xiao'er, you must understand a mother's heart. All she wants is for you to ascend the throne, have a large harem, and carry on the family line."

"Isn't Liu Xuening carrying my child?"

“Your mother doesn’t like him. Jing Shu thinks that if you ascend the throne one day, Liu Xue Ning will not be qualified to be the mother of the world.”

Yue Zhixiao fell into deep thought. How long ago was it that he longed to be a normal man?

Is there any way to do this?

Yan Shaoheng shook his head, "Now we can only wait until we return to Yan and let Yunxi see it before we know."

However, he didn't want Yan Shaoheng to be bound by Gu worms for the rest of his life, just like him.

If there's no other way besides using the Gu poison, then letting him live out his life like this wouldn't be so bad.

Did you already know about my situation a long time ago?

Yan Shaoheng didn't want to hide it from him, so he nodded.

"Did you send the physician to my residence?"

Yan Shaoheng nodded again, "But once he's in your household, he's one of yours."

But for Yue Zhixiao, this was not a sign of concern, but rather a form of surveillance.

"I understand, I will cooperate with you. It's getting late, you should rest a bit more, you look so pale."

A warm feeling flowed through Yan Shaoheng's heart; it felt so good to have family.

"Cheng Ying, take these dishes to Xiao'er's room and let him eat them while they're hot. He must be starving after traveling for so long."

"Yes, I'll go right away."

Overjoyed, Yan Shaoheng was about to pour himself a glass of wine, but then remembered Yue Zhixiao's instructions and put it down.

"I just saw Xiao'er leave from here. Did you tell him everything?"

When Yan Shaoheng saw Chen Jingshu enter his room, he got up and took her hand. "Why are you awake? Why didn't you sleep a little longer?"

"I can't sleep soundly, I keep waking up and falling asleep."

"Everything will be alright," Yan Shaoheng said, stroking her hand to comfort her.

"Hmm, did you say something to Xiao'er? Did Xiao'er react at all?"

"Don't worry, Xiao'er has grown up. He said he will gradually accept me for your sake and will slowly call me father."

Chen Jingshu's eyes lit up instantly, filled with surprise.

"Really? You're not lying to me?"

“It’s more real than real gold. Otherwise, you can ask Xiao’er yourself when we get home.”

I believe everything you say.

Chen Jingshu leaned against Yan Shaoheng's chest, her hand gently stroking his chest and slowly moving downwards.

Although she had been in a bit of a mess these past few days, after dressing up, Chen Jingshu still retained her charm.

Just as she was about to untie Yan Shaoheng's jade belt, Yan Shaoheng grabbed her flailing hand.

"Jing Shu, I'm really tired these past few days. How about we go home and rest first?"

Although her actions were interrupted and her interest was somewhat spoiled, she understood that he must have gone to great lengths to rescue her and Xiao'er.

"It's settled then. I'll let you rest for a few days first."

*Smack*... Yan Shaoheng kissed Chen Jingshu's lips, and just like more than twenty years ago, the familiar feeling filled their hearts.

"Shaoheng, aren't you tired? How about I give you a massage? Just like before."

"You haven't had a proper rest these days, aren't you tired?"

Yan Shaoheng gently brushed against Chen Jingshu's nose, just like they had looked more than twenty years ago.

The familiar yet unfamiliar feeling made Chen Jingshu feel content. "Not tired at all."

She pulled Yan Shaoheng to lie down on the bed, saying, "Lie down properly, I'm going to give you a massage."

"How is it? Is it the same as before?"

"It's the same, it still feels the same as before, there's no sense of unfamiliarity at all."

"Of course, I've been practicing for a long time, just so that I can give you a massage when we meet again someday."

“Jing Shu, I may not be able to give you a formal title immediately after we go back, but I promise you I won’t keep you waiting too long.”

Perhaps he had made Chen Jingshu wait too long before, and he was afraid, afraid that something like that would happen again.

"I've waited all these years, can't I wait a little longer? Don't worry, I won't be as foolish as before."

"Alright, as soon as this matter is over, I will immediately issue an edict to appoint Xiao'er as the Crown Prince."

"Alright, we'll take a few more concubines for Xiao'er then, and we'll soon be able to hold the emperor's grandson."

It was almost dawn, but Yan Shaoheng gradually fell asleep.

thump thump thump...

Chen Jingshu opened the door and then closed it.

"Greetings, Your Highness. I was unaware of your presence. Please forgive me."

"It's nothing."

"Your Highness, it's getting late. When would you like to set off?"

"Let's wait a little longer. Shaoheng has just fallen asleep. It looks like he hasn't had a good night's sleep in a long time."

"That's true." Cheng Ying nodded. Since visiting Yan An, her master had never had a good night's sleep.