He'd go to any lengths to make Sui Sui happy, regardless of saving face—children don't need that.
At this moment, Xiang Yang, having just seen Jiang Shuyue off, was rushing from Jishetang to the Prince's Mansion.
There were so many people on East Street, shoulder to shoulder, and the wonderful performances drew cheers.
Even those on their way slowed down and couldn't help but glance at the lion dance stage.
No matter how much the driver shouted, the carriage could not move forward quickly.
Xiangyang sat on the carriage shaft, one foot on the shaft and the other dangling and swinging.
He leaned back against the carriage, his arms crossed over his chest, his eyes piercing.
The drums sounded again, and a spectacular performance came into view from the high platform.
Xiangyang secretly thought to himself, "My master has so many worries. If he could come and watch this performance, he would definitely be in a better mood."
As he thought about it, his gaze involuntarily drifted towards the platform directly opposite.
The second floor of the teahouse was bustling with people.
Suddenly, a familiar-looking little face caught his eye.
who is he?
Why does this look so familiar...?
A moment later, Xiangyang slapped his thigh.
This child looks exactly like the master. If we take this child back, the master will be very happy to see him.
Yes! Let's do it that way.
Just as the carriage was about to pass the teahouse, Xiangyang jumped off the carriage and rushed towards the teahouse.
At the window, Sui Sui was standing on a chair, watching intently.
Shuisheng was holding Suisui's back with one hand, afraid that he would accidentally fall off the chair in his excitement.
Suddenly, Shui Sheng's hand went empty, and a cry of surprise rang out as a tall figure leaped out of the window.
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