"Changsun Yanheng could overcome all difficulties to become the Emperor of Southern Liang, so he couldn't possibly be a clueless and brainless fool," he smiled.

"All is well, thank you for your concern, General."

This statement shows both acknowledging defeat and understanding the situation; Xiao Ji is someone he cannot afford to offend.

He smiled and looked at the precocious little boy Xiao Li in Xiao Ji's arms, then praised him.

She turned around to pick something from the servant carrying many things as a gift for Xiao Li, but was interrupted.

Because little Xiao Li started throwing a tantrum, the kind of tantrum a child who's not even three years old has completely lost their patience and is unhappy:

"Mother, Mother, didn't you promise Li'er you'd take Li'er on a boat trip to release lanterns? Come on, let's go now!"

Shang Changge withdrew her gaze from a private room upstairs, her expression changing faster than turning the pages of a book. Playing along with her son's performance, she feigned a troubled mother's headache and readily agreed, "Okay, okay, I'll go right away."

Chao Changsun Yanheng smiled helplessly, exchanged polite greetings, said goodbye at the palace banquet, and then the family of three took their leave.

Changsun Yanheng stood still, watching the family of three leave before departing with his six attendants.

Late at night, at the Princess's residence.

Little Xiao Li is very independent; he's already asleep in the side hall. Meanwhile, in the main palace, the couple is having a late-night chat.

Years have passed, but Shang Changge's habit of using Xiao Ji as her bed remains unchanged.

"If I'm not mistaken, the emperor of Lan Yue Kingdom is sitting in that private room. Recently, Nan Liang and Lan Yue have had some conflicts of interest."

Changsun Yanheng specifically called us back tonight, probably to put on a show for Emperor Lanyue.

She and Xiao Ji are Emperor Qingyan's elder sister and a powerful general in Qingyan, respectively. Given Qingyan's current national strength, it would be very beneficial to get close to them.

However, Qingyan is happy to see vassal states fighting and checking each other; favoring one side would be like raising a tiger to cause trouble.

Only a fool would raise a tiger to cause trouble.

Xiao Ji rested one hand behind his head, while his other free hand rested on the smooth, delicate back of his beloved woman.

"My wife is so clever. I didn't even notice or think of these things. All I know is that Li'er did a wonderful job tonight. He truly is our child."

The repeated emphasis clearly shows that he cares about this matter very much.

Shang Changge was speechless and choked with emotion. He then proposed a hypothesis: "Is it possible that Changsun Yanheng doesn't have those feelings for me? He called me to approach us tonight purely for the benefit of Southern Liang?"

When General Xiao said that Changsun Yanheng was interested in her, her first reaction was a question mark face.

She only met Changsun Yanheng a few times; the rest of their interactions were through letters, which discussed the interests each side sought to gain.

How could that possibly make Changsun Yanheng develop any feelings for her?

Xiao Ji's hot hand gripped Shang Changge's waist, he turned her over, placed her on the bed, and kissed her with his red lips.

The sea of ​​love returns with a surging tide, and the deep, mellow voice is alluring and sexy:

"You little rascal, you have no idea how charming you are. Do it again, hmm?"

A blush of emotion spread across Shang Changge's strikingly beautiful face. She wrapped her arm around Xiao Ji's neck, her breath sweet as orchids.

"I would be delighted."

The bright moon and the stars intertwined, and it wasn't until late into the night that the magnificent curtains of the main hall finally came to a standstill and stopped swaying.

As Shang Changge nestled in Xiao Ji's arms, drifting off to sleep, she inexplicably recalled the scene from tonight when Xiao Li and Changsun Yanheng introduced themselves.

It's better not to know, because knowing makes me want to laugh.

The little boy, not yet three years old, stood shoulder to shoulder with his father, still sporting that same sarcastic little face.

"Pfft."

Shang Changge burst out laughing. It would have been better if he hadn't laughed; once he did, all his sleepiness was gone.

She turned to the side, meeting Xiao Ji's gaze. She reached out and hugged the man's strong waist, then lifted her long, straight leg and pressed it against the man's long legs.

On a sudden impulse, he blurted out, "General Xiao, shall we have another child?"

Xiao Ji frowned and refused without hesitation: "No."

Shang Changge: "Let's think about it some more. Look how cute Li'er is. Didn't you always want a daughter? If you have another daughter, it would be great to have both a son and a daughter."

“The names you chose for our daughter before can come in handy. Let’s use the one we picked together. Fu Guang, Xiao Fu Guang. It sounds beautiful, and the meaning is good too.”

“The light of Fusang, look at our Li’er now, he is as polite as his name suggests. I believe our daughter will also be as radiant and dazzling as the sunlight, just like her name suggests.”

Shang Changge chattered away enthusiastically, a typical mother overwhelmed by her child's cuteness, forgetting the pain once the wound healed.

Xiao Ji stretched out his arm and pulled the woman who wouldn't sleep obediently into his arms. He rested his chin on the top of Shang Changge's head and closed his eyes, shattering the unrealistic fantasies of the little rascal in his arms.

"There's something I've never told you. What I drank back then wasn't a contraceptive soup, but a fertility-preventing soup. As the name suggests, the fertility-preventing soup means that we won't have any more children besides Li'er."

Admittedly, it would be wonderful to have another daughter, to have both a son and a daughter, but he was unwilling and could not bear to see his princess suffer the pain of pregnancy and childbirth again.

One child is enough for them.

Shang Changge peeked out from the man's arms, her eyebrows furrowed in disbelief: "Really?"

Occasionally, the hooting of owls could be heard outside the bedchamber. In the darkness, Xiao Ji's voice was unwavering and certain: "When have I ever lied to you?"

Judging from his tone, it was definitely true. Shang Changge didn't know what to say for a moment and buried her face in the man's chest.

"Xiao Ji, aren't you being a little too hard on yourself?"

He was too good to her and spoiled her a bit too much.

Xiao Ji chuckled, a melodious laugh. He kissed the suddenly calm little wildcat in his arms, his voice tender and affectionate:

"I love you, go to sleep."

Perhaps people are more sentimental at night. Shang Changge felt as if she had been stung by a poisonous bee, and her nose felt sore. She snuggled deeper into General Xiao's broad arms in response.

"I love you too, Xiao Ji."

The following day, the capital city was shrouded in continuous spring rain.

Shang Changge got up a little late. When she got up, Xiao Li had already finished practicing his skills, taken a bath, changed his clothes, and had breakfast.

Xiao Ji hadn't returned from court yet, so the little guy was sitting alone in the dining hall eating, sitting and eating with proper manners and etiquette.

"Mother!"

Hearing the noise, she looked up and was delighted to see her mother. She put down her chopsticks, got off the chair, and pulled out the chair that Shang Changge usually sat in.

"Mother, please sit down."

Shang Changge pinched the baby's chubby cheeks, unable to put them down, and then picked the little guy up and kissed him on the cheek.

"No need to rush, Mother can do these things herself. You've washed and smelled nice, haven't you? Tsk, you're so fragrant and soft, just like a meat bun."

Xiao Li's face flushed red after being kissed by his mother. He was a little shy and awkward, and he looked up, trying to reason with his mother:

"Mother, men and women shouldn't touch each other. Mother and Father are enough, no need for formalities."

Shang Changge was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening and wanted to laugh. But someone laughed out loud before her—Shang Changze, who had come with Xiao Ji.

"uncle!"

Little Xiao Li's eyes lit up, he opened his mouth and called out to his uncle, who doted on him, and opened his arms wide to give him a big hug.

"Uncle, have you eaten yet? If not, eat with Li'er."

Shang Changze picked up his little nephew and replied, "I haven't eaten yet. Your uncle came here specifically to freeload a meal."

Xiao Li was not only polite but also had a sweet tongue, and he had a whole repertoire of ways to please people: "Our home is my uncle's home. When my uncle comes to eat, he is eating at home, not freeloading."

Of course, he didn't forget his old father either. The little guy leaned over his emperor uncle to look at Xiao Ji, smiling and calling out sweetly.

"Father, time to eat!"

Xiao Ji felt a pang of tenderness and patted his son's head.

Shang Changge observed all of this and clicked his tongue several times inwardly:

Her son, at such a young age, already understands how to treat everyone equally and fairly. Yes, truly worthy of being her and General Xiao's son!