night.
Xie Zhou carried his son in his arms and put his arm around his wife as they returned to Qing'e Palace.
It was cold at night, but everyone was dressed warmly.
The little child peeked out from under his father's cloak, his beautiful eyes fixed on his mother.
Upon entering the Chengen Hall, Huan Yue took off his cloak, carried his son out, and asked, "Are you sleepy?"
No. The child's meaning is clear, although he can't express it clearly yet.
As Huan Yue changed his clothes, he asked, "What did you do with your grandfather today?"
Admiring the paintings. The children casually compare their own paintings to the ones they've created.
Huan Yue was delighted. He had plenty of paintings of his own. However, the appreciation of paintings wasn't about quantity, but about the act of appreciating them.
Rich people buy a lot of things but don't know how to appreciate them; they're just waste. Children who are exposed to this from a young age will have a different perspective.
The eunuch came to report: "The beauty was sent to the Duke of Cheng's residence, saying she didn't want it, but..."
Xie Zhou nodded: "He never refuses anyone." Judging from his wife, she seems to be a good match for the old man.
Huan Yue said, "Actually, I'm worried that he'll treat me like an ancestor."
Xie Zhou was speechless, but said, "Even if he says something about the Great Stone Kingdom, the beauties of the Great Stone Kingdom are the same."
We still have to play along. If we're not sincere towards the Great Zhao, how can we be sincere towards the Great Shi Kingdom?
A palace maid interjected, "Perhaps the beauty will serve him well and continue to worry about the beauties of the Great Stone Kingdom?"
Xie Zhou nodded; that was very likely.
Ignore him.
Huan Yue personally dressed the little boy up nicely, then held him and asked, "Would you like to sleep in the big bed or the small bed?"
The child pointed to the small bed, even though he wanted to sleep in the big bed.
Huan Yue wasn't against him sleeping in the big bed, but since he was sometimes with his grandfather, it was fine this way.
Xie Zhou held his son and coaxed him to sleep, while telling his wife to tidy up.
Anyway, there's always something to do with the Kingdom of Dashi, the Kingdom of Wunu, or whatever else.
The little one fell fast asleep in his father's warm embrace.
Xie Zhou put his son to sleep in the crib and watched his son grow up day by day. Wasn't he also maturing day by day?
He sleeps soundly at night, and the adults only need to get up to check on him a few times.
Huan Yue changed his clothes and came over to see his precious son.
Xie Zhou kissed his wife, "Don't just look at our son, look at him more."
Huan Yue glanced at him. What was there to see? He didn't care to begin with, and now that he had a son, he cared even less.
Xie Zhou held his wife and flirted with her.
Huan Yue casually punched him! What's with all this fuss in front of his son?
Ying Xie Zhou felt wronged.
He feels wronged even when he's sleeping with his wife. If it weren't for his son being so adorable, he would have been jealous long ago. And even then, his wife still hits him.
Huan Yue didn't try to coax him; he closed his eyes and fell asleep immediately.
Xie Zhou saw that his wife sleeping in his arms looked just like his son, so he could only hold one of them, which was naturally his wife.
My son is already so big; he'll be able to take care of himself when he's a little older.
Xie Zhou sensed something was wrong. He got up, went to his son, and kissed him.
The child opened his eyes and looked at his father blankly.
Xie Zhou held him and coaxed him to sleep. "Stop dreaming. It's bad for the child's health."
Xie Zhou was fairly certain that his son had the ability to dream, but he didn't need to; he was too young and still the darling of his father, mother, and grandfather.
A child sleeping soundly is a blessing when their father dotes on them.
Early in the morning, Huan Yue went to see his son.
Xie Zhou explained, "He almost had a dream last night."
Huan Yue frowned. It seemed that his sensible son would have to keep an eye on this matter in the future.
The child is especially well-behaved when hugging his mother.
Huan Yue suspected it might be because he had hit him.
Children love their mothers. They just can't control themselves.
Huan Yue doted on his darling: "She's too young. Like bedwetting, she'll grow out of it."
The little boy is so shy, he's stopped wetting the bed!
Huan Yue found it extremely amusing: "Whatever it is, don't worry about it."
His mother, father, and grandfather will all protect him. If he encounters a formidable opponent when it comes to dreams, even calling his soul back might not be enough.
Xie Zhou became serious and took his son to see his father, the Emperor, to explain again. The palace was supposed to be safe, but he was just in case.
Besides, the child is still young, and there are some things he shouldn't be exposed to.
Huan Yue was worried that if he dreamed of Nezha causing havoc in the sea, he would end up like Chang Ziyan, not knowing anything.
The eunuch came to report: "The Duke of Cheng's mansion went too far last night."
Huan Yue asked, "Did you play to death?"
The eunuch nodded, "Isn't that right?"
Huan Yue said, "Those beauties might have problems; they should all be buried with them."
The eunuch nodded, since the matter was none of the Empress's business.
The beauty was a gift from the Kingdom of Da Shi and the Kingdom of Wu Nu. It wouldn't be a problem for King Zheng to send the old man back, since everyone knows the old man's fondness for women.
At his age, he still plays with dozens of beauties in one night. If he doesn't die, who will?
This can be considered a worthy death.
Perhaps in my next life I'll be reborn surrounded by beauties—how many people would envy such good fortune?
Huan Yue got ready and went to check on the Yeting Palace.
These people have so many tricks up their sleeves. If they were used on someone else, the consequences would be unimaginable.
In Anxingfang, this gossip had already spread early in the morning.
The Chang family kept their doors closed. They couldn't interfere in Sheng'an's affairs, or anything else; they just lived their quiet lives behind closed doors.
Chang Ziyan hid in the mansion and dared not go anywhere.
When others ask, "What are you doing in Sheng'an?" what does it matter to others what Chang Ziyan is doing?
Even if he were the emperor's brother-in-law, he would still have many people begging him even if he did nothing.
Chang Ziyan was engrossed in reading in his study.
Zhai Minglan also read aloud.
It made her cousin feel very inferior about his studies.
Although Chang Zhuan and the other boys were used to it, they were still quite ashamed that they couldn't recite as well as Zhai Minglan.
Yu Yan slapped Zhai Minglan, "Why are you showing off your studies? This house is big, with many studies, yet there's still no place for her to study?"
Zhai Minglan was very mischievous and ran off to find her great-aunt.
With neither He Shuiying nor her daughter around, she doted on Yu Hui and Minglan.
That morning, Yu Hui and Minglan helped out, and Deng Fang also helped make breakfast.
There's a lot to do. There are many palace maids and guards in the mansion who watch over them, and they all need food.
In the past two years, Baishi Village has at least provided enough food, if nothing else.
Some of the grain wasn't from Baishi Village, but with a little money, people could afford to buy rice, flour, and meat.
The palace maids watched Lady Anle cook, and they didn't look down on her; they were genuinely kind.
Do you think everyone doesn't know how to enjoy life? Even old ladies in the countryside understand.
Madam Anle was a very down-to-earth person; even with so many people around, no one was too tired.
But they make a lot of dishes, and they taste good.
A servant came over and reported, "A group of people have arrived outside the door."
Every day, a lot of people come to the door.
This group is special. The servant said while eating a steamed bun, "They're from out of town, not looking for lodging. There's a kind-looking old lady in the carriage, with a rare good temper."
He Shuiying has seen it all before.
Yu Yan said, "What kind of ghost haven't I seen before?"
A village woman laughed and said, "There might actually be things you've never seen before, things that will broaden your horizons."
Yu Yan admitted, "I'm still young."
The village woman said, "It was more interesting last time when I wanted to be sisters with my sister-in-law."
Zhai Minglan interjected, "Um, I almost gained an extra great-aunt! People who didn't know better would think my maternal grandmother had possessed me. My maternal grandmother has been reincarnated!"
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