However, the young master didn't notice the change in Han Xiao's expression. He even pulled Han Xiao's clothes with interest and said coquettishly, "Husband, just go and ask. If An Lan and Qing Yun really have something going on, wouldn't that be great? That way, An Lan can come to the capital."
After all, the Liu family is just a small local force. They may have some say in Qingping Town, but as for coming to the capital, the Liu family has no roots at all.
The young master knew this at the time, so he was sad for a long time when he left Qingping Town.
Han Xiao held the young master's flexible and slender waist to prevent him from swaying on his body: "Okay, then I'll ask when I have time. You come down first, otherwise you don't have to come down."
The young master grabbed his hair and couldn't understand what Han Xiao meant for a moment. Why couldn't he come down?
However, the young master still obediently crawled into the bed. He had achieved his goal and could sleep.
Han Xiao waited until the young master went down before taking a deep breath, and his tense body slowly relaxed.
Seeing that the young master yawned loudly and was obviously sleepy, Han Xiao didn't have the heart to bother the young master.
Gently stroking the young master's hair, he said softly, "It's getting late, go to bed first."
The young master closed his eyes and muttered a few words: "Well, then my husband, remember to send Chao Chao to the wet nurse later."
"Well, I know, you should go to sleep quickly." Han Xiao just sat there waiting for the young master to fall asleep.
After taking a look at Chaochao who was sleeping soundly in the cradle, Han Xiao gently picked him up. It was almost time for Chaochao to have a midnight snack.
The wet nurse who had brought the child back was pacing anxiously in the room. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Han Xiao had brought the child back. She said helplessly, "My Lord, next time, why don't you send it here earlier..."
After saying this, the nurse also felt that she had said too much. It was not right for outsiders to talk about the master's family's affairs.
Unexpectedly, Han Xiao nodded and said softly: "I'm sorry, it's too late today and I disturbed your rest."
"No...no...I usually don't rest at this time. What I mean is that the child has already formed a habit. What if in the future..."
Han Xiao reached out his hand to stop the nurse from talking, then pointed at Chao Chao in her arms: "It's okay, I understand. If I come back late next time, you can go find Ruan Ruan yourself."
Seeing that Han Xiao was really not angry, the nanny felt relieved. It was not easy for her to find this job, and the salary offered by the Han family was also high. Compared with other wealthy families, the Han family was really much better.
She really didn't want to lose this job. Fortunately, the owner didn't make a fuss with her, otherwise she would have to pack up and leave if she stayed in someone else's house.
Be more careful when you speak next time. Don’t think that just because the host is easy to talk to, you can teach others how to do things, the nanny thought seriously in her heart.
"Then nanny, you take Chaochao to rest. I'll go back first." Han Xiao didn't stay any longer and turned to leave.
"Okay, take care, my lord." The wet nurse held Chaochao and watched Han Xiao leave. She closed the door and started to coax the child only after Han Xiao had gone far away.
Mrs. Ruan rubbed her eyes and came out from the inner room. Seeing the wet nurse holding Chao Chao, she asked, "Did Han Xiao just bring him in?"
The nurse patted Zai Chao's back gently and replied, "Yes, Madam, you should go and rest first. I'll take care of it here."
Mrs. Ruan looked at Chaochao for a while before nodding and going back to rest. She had been waiting for Chaochao to come back and had fallen asleep.
"Well, after you finish feeding Chao Chao, send him to me."
"Yes, ma'am."
The wet nurse lives with Madam Ruan. They both live in the guest room, separated by only a wall. If anything happens to Chaochao, Madam Ruan can come and help.
However, Han Xiao did not go back immediately. Instead, he ran around the house a few times before going back to rest and vent his excess energy.
Three days later, Han Mingyuan will attend the Qionglin Banquet, and after the Qionglin Banquet, he will officially enter the court.
Han Mingyuan was not idle during these three days. When Chaochao was born, he was still taking the imperial examination, and then the palace examination. He had no time to hold a full-moon ceremony for Chaochao.
Now that Chaochao is getting older, Han Mingyuan discussed with Mr. Qinghe and decided to take this opportunity to hold a simple full moon banquet for Chaochao.
It’s not a big deal, just simply inviting good friends and relatives to have a meal.
Mr. Qinghe thought it was a good idea, so the two of them decided to finalize the matter. As for Han Xiao's opinion, his absence meant that he had no opinion.
Han Xiao and the young master only found out about this the next day. By then, the house had already started to be decorated, and Mr. Qinghe was writing invitations with great enthusiasm.
When Han Xiao arrived at the study, a stack of invitations to Mr. Qinghe had already been written. Han Xiao picked up one and looked through it. Every name on it could make the capital tremble with just a stomp of his feet.
And such a big shot will come to attend his son's full moon banquet tomorrow.
Thinking about it this way, Xiao Chaochao has a lot of face.
Putting down the invitation in his hand, Han Xiao touched his nose and said, "Grandpa, isn't this full moon banquet too early? The Qionglin Banquet will be in two days. Will it have a bad influence then?"
Mr. Qinghe continued writing the invitations, not even looking up. "What do you mean by a bad influence? Who is being influenced? I want to see who dares to say anything at my grandson's full moon banquet."
Mr. Qinghe's tone was gentle, but Han Xiao could clearly hear the sharp meaning in it.
Knowing that Mr. Qinghe had made up his mind, I simply stopped talking and began to grind for Qinghe with all my heart and soul.
Looking at Mr. Qinghe's handwriting, Han Xiao keenly discovered that these handwritings were a little different from Qinghe's current handwriting.
It seems like a change of style, a bit like the Slender Gold style, but if you look closely it's not the case.
Mr. Qinghe finished writing another piece of paper and looked up. Seeing Han Xiao reading his handwriting, he smiled and said, "Why? It feels familiar?"
Han Xiao nodded honestly, it did look a little familiar.
"You gave me these, have you forgotten?"
Oh yes, it seems that is true. When Mr. Qinghe was at the Spring Banquet in Qinghe Town, he was very interested in his handwriting after seeing it.
It seems that Mr. Qinghe has developed his own style.
"Now I remember, Grandpa's handwriting is unique. I didn't even recognize it."
Han Xiao said with a smile.
"Hmph, hurry up and leave. Don't bother me here. By the way, I've chosen a name for Chao Chao. Come and take a look."
As he said this, Mr. Qinghe turned around and took down a box from the eight-treasure rack behind him.
When the box was opened, there was a piece of brocade inside, and Chaochao's name was embroidered on the brocade by the embroiderers.
Han Xiao raised his eyebrows in surprise, thinking to himself, does naming have to be so grand?
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